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Yes...it is a long chapter with a shocking yet unexpected revelation at the end...
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I changed my world for you...You changed your life in search of me...When Destiny brought you to me...I again tried to change my path...but I forget that I can change anything but not our friendship which is constant...
CHAPTER 13: THE FORCED CONFESSION
Daya took the phone and upon seeing the caller ID his eyes widened in shock...
His breath got irregular and his hands started to tremble badly...
Abhir while frowning in confusion and worry...
Abhir (in worry): kya hua Daya...tum aise...kisska call hai?...haan...bol...
Daya while trying to cope up with his irregular sinuses...
Daya (in a stammering tone): wo...wo...Mumma...Mumma ka...call hai Abhir...
Abhir jerked a bit but he already expected this...
He pressed Daya's shoulder with...
Abhir (in firm tone): haan tho...utha na call...dekh kya rahe ho...
Daya (in a stammering tone): kya...kya...bol...rahe...ho...mai...mai...kaise...mai...nahi...nahi...mai...nahi...
Abhir (in firm tone): Daya...samjh ne ke khoshsis karo...utha call...apne liya Naa sahi Abhijeet ke liye...matlab...bahot raat hogaya hai...sab uss ke liye intezaar kar rahe hoge...agar phone nahi uthoge tho wo log sab bahot pareshan hojaayege...tum...tum...utho please...
Daya looked at Abhir in complete distress who assured his through eyes and asked him to attend the call...
Daya while trying to control his irregular sinuses attended the call with trembling hands as...
Daya (in a stammering tone): hello...
Bhoomika who was about to blast Abhijeet out of complete distress stopped abruptly hearing that hello...
She felt an unknown cold rush passing through her spine hearing that voice...
She even felt an unknown soothe in her heart...
While her heart was carving and puzzling with lots of thoughts her brain strike regarding Abhijeet to whom he called...
Then only she realised that she called her son Abhijeet to know his whereabouts...
She while trying to manage her mind and heart exclaimed as...
Bhoomika (in a stammering tone): kaun...kaun bol Raha hai...mere beta...matlab... Abhijeet...kahan...kahan...hai...
Daya became frozen to the core hearing his mother's voice after so many years...
He couldn't react and started to feel numb...
So many memories started to revolve in his mind...
Everything from the beautiful memories to the dreadful memory started to reel in his mind in repetition...
His mother's love...care...affection...for him...
Their beautiful bond...their lovely moments together...
Their tough time...emotional moments... everything came to his mind...
Following that their last meeting at the hospital...the servant's accusation...his mother's anger yet hurting words believing that outsider's false allegations...everything started to haunt his mind like anything...
After these painful accusations...his mind started to remember the most dreadful yet unexpected thing happened...which he expects to happen even in his wildest dreams...
He started to shiver remembering that particular part of his life...
Daya started to clutter his mind with lots and lots of painful thoughts...
Only getting silence from the other side Bhoomika came in tension...
Bhoomika (in fear): hello...kaun hai...jawab kyu nahi de rahe ho...hello...
Daya came out of his painful trance hearing his mother's tensed voice...
He exclaimed in a haphazard way as...
Daya (in a stammering tone): haan...haan...kya...
Bhoomika (in tension): hey bhagwan...aap kaun bol rahe hai...yeh mere bete ka phone aapko kaise aur kahan se mili...Mera beta kahan hai...where is my son?...
Daya came in tension hearing his mother's cascading question...
Getting more nervous he looked at Abhir who was also looking at him with the same expression...
Daya somehow manages his irregular sinuses exclaimed as...
Daya (in a stammering tone): mai...mai... actually...Abhijeet ke colleague hu...aur Abhijeet...Abhijeet...mere...mere saath hi hai...mere ghar mai...
Bhoomika (in confusion): aapke ghar mai...magar...kyu...sab...sab...theek hai na...haan...matlab...aap ne phone uthaya hai...Abhijeet...Abhijeet kahan hai...
Daya (in a stammering tone): Abhijeet...wo... actually...wo...wo...so Raha hai...
Bhoomika (in tension): kya...so Raha hai...kya hua hai usse...wo kyu...
Daya (interrupted in pacifying tone as): Ma...(correcting himself)...Mam...mam...listen...relax... Abhijeet...Abhijeet...bikul theek hai...sach mai...Abhijeet bikul theek hai...
Bhoomika (in tension): theek hai tho wo so kyu Raha hai...wo bhi aapke ghar mai...
Daya (in a managed tone): Mam...wo...darasal baat yeh hai ki...Abhijeet ne mujhe lift diya...mai aur wo gaadi mai humare ghar aarahe the...tabhi achanak usske gaadi bandh padh Gaya tha...bahot baarish bhi horaha tha tho...maine uss se kaha mere ghar rukh jaa ne ke liye...
Daya while scratching his forehead in tension and nervousness...
Daya (in a managed tone): wo aap ko contact kar ne hi wala tha...magar usske aur mere...dono ke phone dead hogaya tha...aur baarish ke wajase mere ghar mai current bhi nahi tha tho...charge nahi kar paye...
Daya while looking at the unconscious Abhijeet in pain continued as...
Daya (in a managed tone): aur...Abhijeet...wo current aane ke intezaar kar the kar the...so Gaya tha...bas...abhi abhi current aaya...aur phone on hua...aur aapke call dekh ke maine...maine phone uthaya...
Bhoomika who was in complete tension became relaxed hearing Daya's self made story...
Till then she was completely engulfed by the fear as she had dialled Abhijeet's number a thousand times...and it came as switched off...
Now...After getting the call attended too she couldn't hear his voice which turned her more tense...
But now after hearing Daya's story she became a little relaxed...
Daya who was in complete nervousness after cooking up a story became tensed getting no reply from his mother's side...
So he asked out in tension as...
Daya (in a stammering tone): hello...Mam...kya hua aap...
Bhoomika (in a managed tone): kuch nahi...beta...kuch nahi...wo bas...Abhijeet se baat nahi ho paya na tho...thoda gabara gaya tha...aur...
Daya understood that his mother still didn't believe in his words somewhere...
So he executed a trick as...
Daya (in a managed tone): accha...tho...tho...phir mai Abhijeet ko utha du kya...haan...ek minute Mai...
Bhoomika (immediately): nahi...nahi...beta...it's totally fine...usse sone do...actually wo agar ek baar needh se uth jaatha hai tho wapas sotha nahi hai...issliye...let him sleep...mai kal baat kar lugi uss se...
Daya smiled slightly as his trick worked because he knew this fact already and he knew that his mother would say this...
Daya (in soft tone): okay mam...don't worry...I'll take care...mai wo uth the hi aapko call kar ne ko keha tha hu...theek hai...
Bhoomika (in a managed tone): thank you so much beta...
Daya (in a managed tone): iss mai thank you ki kya baat hai mam...yeh tho Mera farz hai...(correcting himself)...matlab wo mera colleague hai na...aap tension mat lijiye...I'll take care of him...
Bhoomika who started to feel a great unknown soothe in her heart hearing Daya's words exclaimed as...
Bhoomika (in soft tone): aap bahot acche ho beta...you are so sweet...your family is so lucky...itne acche baccha jo hai unnke paas...
Daya felt a sharp pricking pain in his heart hearing the particular words of his mother...
His heart ached in pain remembering his mother's hurting words as...
"Tum aise kaise kar sakthe ho usske saath...kaise kar sakthe ho aise...why the hell did you do this damn it...why..."
"isske andar uss ghatiya insaan ke khoon hi Jo chal hai...issliye tho aise..."
Daya closed his eyes in pain remembering everything...
Bhoomika exclaimed after a pause as...
Bhoomika (in a soft tone): waise beta...tension mai puch na bhool gaya...aapka naam kya hai...haan...
Daya who was floating in the ocean of pain jerked for a second hearing that query...
He turned nervous again in no time...
He really didn't get what to say...
Daya (in a stammering tone): mera naam...wo...(pretending to be getting no signal)...hello...mere awaz aaraha hai...hello...
Saying this he disconnected the call in complete distress and hurry...
He put back Abhijeet's phone on the table while breathing heavily...
He covered his face with his trembling hands to calm down his irregular sinuses and overflowing emotions...
Abhir looked at Daya in pain as he could understand Daya's feelings and pain...
He could feel the pain of talking to a mother after so many years from whom he separated because of facing a painful accusation...
He couldn't see his friend in such a state...
So he pulled him in a tight hug and started to pat his back with...
Abhir (in a managed tone): Daya...yaar...it's okay... it's okay...relax yaar...just...just relax...
Daya who was totally engulfed in pain just hugged Abhir without saying anything while still shivering badly and breathing heavily...
Abhir who could feel the shivering in Daya's body and irregularity in his breathing fell into the ocean of guilt...
Because he was the one who asked him to attend the call and talk...
He thought this call might unite this mother and son but...
He while ruffling Daya's hair...
Abhir (in guilt): I am sorry yaar...mere waja se tum aise...mujhe tume majboor kar na nahi chahiye tha...I am sorry...so sorry...
Daya who was trying hard to calm himself down frowned hearing Abhir's guilt ridden words...
He separated himself from the hug with...
Daya (in a stammering tone): tum ne...tum ne...kya kiya...
Abhir (in guilt): haan maine hi tho tume tumare Maa se baat kar ne ke liye majboor Kiya...yeh jaan the huye bhi ki tume kitne takleef...I am sorry yaar...mai...
Daya (in a managed tone): areee...yaar...tum ne tho...(after a pause)...tum tho sahi hi bol rahe the na...agar mai baat nahi kiya hotha tho jarur problem hojaatha...(in low tone)...wo mai hi...
Daya while trying to control his emotions...
Daya (in pain): wo...Mumma se itne saalo baad...aise...baat Kiya na tho...bahot ajeeb sa...(after a pause)...purana sab...yaad aagaya...aur jo hua wo bhi...issliye...aise...
Abhir while looking at Daya in pain pressed his shoulder with...
Abhir (in guilt): I am sorry yaar...maine socha tha ki...(after a pause)...I mean mujhe laga tha ki...
Daya (interrupted in pain as): I know tumne kya soch ke mujhe baat kar ne ko kaha hoga...lekin yaar...jo tum soch rahe ho...wo kabhi nahi hosaktha...
Abhir (in defending tone): lekin yaar...tum...(controlling his frustration)...theek hai...apne Maa ko nahi baataoge theek hai...Kam se kam apne bhai ko tho sach baata de...kyu usse...
Daya (interrupted in firm tone as): Abhir...yaar...tum samjh kyu nahi rahe ho...mai...mai Macron ko sach nahi baata saktha...kabhi nahi baata saktha...(stressing)...kabhi nahi...
Abhir (in frustration): wahi tho mai puch Raha hu ki kyu...kyu nahi baata sakthe ho tum apne baare mai usse...
Daya (in frustration): kyuki mai...(controlling himself with)...yaar...please...mujh se yeh...yeh...reason...mat puch...mai nahi baata saktha tume...I can't...
Abhir looked at Daya in complete distress seeing his denial to reveal the reason...
The denial was obviously saying that Daya was hiding something big...
He could also understand that Daya was hiding it from him for so many years...
That means Daya had revealed only half of his story to him...
His heart started to grip with an unknown fear thinking what the hell was the truth that Daya might be hiding from him...
He held Daya from shoulders firmly with...
Abhir (in a managed yet stern tone): Daya...kya chupa rahe ho tum mujh se...haan...kya chupa rahe ho...aise kya sach hai jo tum baata ne se itna gabara rahe ho...haan...bol yaar...please bol the...
Daya looked at Abhir in complete pain for a second but soon freed himself from Abhir's grip with...
Daya (in frustration): Abhir...please yaar...bol raha hu na...ki mujh se yeh mat pucho...please yaar...sirf yeh...sirf yeh mujh se kabhi mat puch na yaar...please...
Abhir felt a great rage over Daya seeing his adamant attitude...
But he also understood that he can't force beyond this...
Because he knew Daya very well...Daya won't reveal anything until he himself wants to reveal...
Abhir sighed deeply as he had to take the way which he didn't want to take to make Daya confess...
Yes...There was one way to make Daya confess the truth by himself...
But it might take more time than he was thinking and might hurt him...
But Abhir didn't want to give up especially in this matter which was definitely a bigger one...
Abhir started his trials to make Daya confess as...
Abhir (in firm tone): theek hai...agar Abhijeet ko sach nahi baataoge tho aur kya kar ne wale ho...haan...ek Naa ek din usse patha chal hi jaayega ki tum hi usske Rockstar ho...jaise tume patha chala ki wahi tumare Macron...aur...
Daya (interrupted in a stammering tone as): nahi...mai...mai...aise nahi hone duga...mai uss se dur chale jauga...bahot dur...jaga se wo mujhe kabhi dhoodh hi Naa paye...
Abhir (in tease): accha...taki usse turant patha chal Jaye ki tum hi usske Rockstar ho...hai na...
Daya looked at Abhir in confusion who continued as...
Abhir (in firm tone): aur nahi tho kya...wo pehale hi tume pagalo ke tara dhoodh raha hai...abhi agar tum chale jaoge tho usse shaq hoyi jaayega ki tum hi...kyuki tume tho patha chal gaya na ki wo kyu CID aaya hai...hmm...
Daya made a realized face and his face turned more restless in seconds...
Abhir held Daya by shoulder with...
Abhir (in firm tone): aur tum chale jaoge tho wo chup baitega...haan...nahi na...wo pehale hi tume dhoodh raha hai...aur bhi dhoodhega...
He pressed Daya's shoulder with...
Abhir (in pain): par yaar...tum...tum...apne bhai ke saath aise kaise kar the ho...sab kuch jaan the huye bhi...apne Bhai ko...apne Macron ko aise hi tume pagalo ke tara dhoodh ne de wale ho...haan...bolo...
Daya looked at Abhir in complete hurt and pain hearing his words...
He really didn't get what to do now...
He thought he would run away but what Abhir said was absolutely right...
How could he let his brother suffer like this in searching for him...
Seeing Daya in thoughts Abhir continued as...
Abhir (in pain): yaar...dekho apne Bhai ko...kya halat bannake rakha hai wo khud ka...tum apne bhai ko aise hi chod ke jaoge...haan...bol...yaar...aise chod ke jaoge...aise...
Daya looked at the unconscious Abhijeet in complete pain feeling Abhir's words...
He felt a pang in his heart seeing his brother Abhijeet still frowning and mumbling something in a restless manner intermittently...
Daya slowly moved towards Abhijeet and sat beside him...
He could hear Abhijeet mumbling as...
Abhijeet (in low tone): maine khoon...kar diya hai...Rock star...mai...mai...khooni bann gaya hu...mai khooni...
A tear slipped from his eyes while he continued to mumble as...
Abhijeet (in pain): mai bahot bura...hu...na...Rock star...bahot bura... insaan hu na mai...mai...mai...pehale hi bura...bhai...beta...tha...ab bura doctor bhi...
Tears started to flow from Daya's eyes in pain hearing that...
He nodded his head negative and was about to say something but Abhijeet continued as...
Abhijeet (in restless tone): mujh se...mujh se...yeh sab...yeh dard...yeh dard...aur barthas...nahi hoga...mai...maar jauga...aise...tume dekhe bina...
Daya felt a sharp pain in his heart hearing that...
He started to feel so helpless and frustrated seeing his brother's condition...
He really didn't get what to do and how to handle his brother...
He knew very well that his brother was not wrong...
What else could he expect the innocent soul to do other than searching for his long lost brother after knowing that he was still alive...
His heart started to urge him to reveal his identity to Abhijeet...
Yes...His brother's love was trying to overpower his determination to hide the dreadful truth...
But he knew that he couldn't do so...
He couldn't tell the truth which his brother would ask him upon revealing his own identity...
That was why he wanted to run away from his brother whom he never ever wanted to leave...
But he didn't know how he was going to handle his brother and the situation now...
He while trying to hold his emotions started to ruffle his brother's hair gently as if trying to take away his pain and restlessness...
Abhijeet who was continuously mumbling in pain started to calm down with the magical touch of his brother...
He started to smile in the unconscious state itself as if feeling something...
He held Daya's free hand near him subconsciously and exclaimed in a very low tone as...
Abhijeet (in a stammering tone): Rock star...tum...tum...aagaye...aagaye...tum...
Daya felt a coarse lump forming in his throat seeing Abhijeet's attitude...
But he didn't let it come up...
He just gulped it down and continued to ruffle his brother's hair...
Soon Abhijeet turned totally calm and drifted into a deep sleep while holding Daya's hand firmly...
Seeing Abhijeet sleeping like this Daya started to feel more bad...
Daya while continuing to ruffle his brother's hair...
Daya (in broken tone): mujhe maaf kar de Macron...maaf kar de...mai tume apne baare mai nahi baata saktha...mai jaan tha hu ki yeh chupa ke tere saath bahot galat kar raha hu...par yaar...mai...
He closed his eyes in complete pain with...
Daya (in broken tone): tume aise halat mai dekh ne ke baad...mere dil bikul bhi nahi mann raha hai...wo bhi chatha hai ki mai apne baare mai baata du tume...par jab tum puchoge ki mai tum se dur kyu gaya...tab mai kya karuga...kaise baatao ki mai...
Daya stopped abruptly feeling a lump in his throat...
He while trying to compose himself...
Daya (in broken tone): nahi yaar...mai...mai...tume nahi baata sakthe ki mai tumse kyu dur gaya...kyuki wo sirf aur dard hi de gaya tume...dard...aur kuch nahi...
Daya while trying to cope up with his breathing...
Daya (in broken tone): mai jaan tha hu ki tum abhi bhi bahot dard mai ho...lekin wo dard isse bahot jyada hai yaar...tum wo dard ko...uss sach ko barthas nahi kar paoge yaar...tum Tut jaoge...bikul bhi...
Daya while trying to control his irregular sinuses...
Daya (in pain): uss dard se mai aaj tak bahar nahi aapaa Raha hu Macron...ussko mai aaj tak nahi bhool paa Raha hu...wo aaj bhi mujhe...mujhe tadap Raha hai...pareshan kar Raha hai...aise dard ko mai tume kaise de du...haan...kaise...
Daya while taking a deep breath...
Daya (in a managed tone): issliye chahe kuch bhi hojaye...chahe mujhe kuch bhi kyu Naa kar na padhe...mai Naa tume yeh sach kabhi baataoga...Naa hi yeh tume kabhi patha chal ne duga...
Daya while caressing Abhijeet's face...
Daya (in pain): lekin usske liye tume aise hi iss dard mai bhi nahi choduga Macron...mai...mai...iss dard ko tumare Dil se mitta ne ke liye jo bhi kar ne padhe wo karuga...tume phir se muskurane sikauga...tume purane Macron banaunga...
Daya held Abhijeet's hand firmly with...
Daya (in firm tone): tume purane Macron bannaye bina...tume chod ke nahi jauga Macron...nahi jauga...yeh mere wada hai tumse...
Saying this Daya caressed Abhijeet's face gently while looking at him with determination...
Abhir who was looking at everything in complete pain nodded head in disappointment and frustration...
He thought that he would break Daya by manipulating him emotionally with Abhijeet's pain...
But he couldn't...
He understood that this time it would be tough to expel the truth from Daya's mouth...
Even though his plan shook him a bit...he composed himself every time...
Abhir became more worried as he started to get a feeling that the truth was something much more serious and big...
He understood the seriousness of expelling the truth out of Daya as the truth was the thing which was dumping Daya into the ocean of pain...
It was the thing which was making Daya run away from his brother...mother and family...
Abhir tightened his fist firmly with...
Abhir (pov): mai bhi tumse wada kar tha hu Daya...chahe jo hojaye mai tum aise iss dard mai jeene nahi duga...tume sach aur apne dard chupa ne ke bahot shauk chada hai na...dekh na mai tumse sach kaise ugalwa tha hu...
Determining something in his mind Abhir stormed out of the room...
Daya rested his head near Abhijeet while ruffling his hair and started to look at his sleeping brother in pain...
Next morning...
At Daya's home...
Abhijeet started to frown and his eye balls started to move inside the eye sockets...
He opened his eyes with a jerk and got up with a force...
Upon getting up he felt a sharp headache...
Feeling which he held his head as a reflex while mourning slightly...
While pressing his head he started to look around as if trying to gasp the surroundings...
He frowned in confusion as he couldn't recognize the place for a second...
But upon recognizing the place his eyes widened in shock and in confusion...
Abhijeet (in confusion): yeh...yeh...tho...Daya ka kamra...hai na...matlab...mai Daya ke ghar mai hu...lekin mai...mai...yahan kaise...
He tried to remember what could have happened the previous night...
Upon thinking a lot he started to remember everything slowly...
He could remember how he killed a culprit...
How he couldn't handle himself after that...
How he started to eat lots of Anti depressants...
How he burst out in front of Daya...
How he revealed everything to him regarding his aim of joining CID and about his brother...
The last thing he could remember was himself walking along the road aimlessly...
After that he couldn't remember anything...
Abhijeet came in great tension remembering everything...
He held his head in complete nervousness and distress...
He thought he would do everything secretly without getting it into anyone's knowledge...
But everything came out in front of Daya that too in this way...
He didn't want anyone to see his darker side of life...
Already Dev came to know everything while he was in the same state 2 years ago and now Daya...
While Abhijeet was cluttering his mind Daya's voice reached his ears as...
Daya (in a fresh tone): uth gaye tum...
Abhijeet who was in total distress jerked hearing Daya's voice all of sudden...
He looked at Daya in a haphazard way while Daya entered with a smile and a glass of juice with...
Daya (in a fresh tone): Good morning Abhijeet...
Abhijeet who turned more nervous and tensed seeing Daya couldn't say anything...
He continued to look at Daya in complete distress and guilt...
Daya understood Abhijeet's current mental state from his expression...
He already decided what to do and how to handle his brother...
Yes...After thinking about every possibility all over the night he has decided something...
After composing his mind and heart moved towards Abhijeet with...
Daya (in a managed tone): Abhijeet...kya hua...kahan khoye ho...maine Good morning bola yaar...
Abhijeet looked at Daya for a second in pain and then lowered his eyes with...
Abhijeet (in guilt): I am sorry Daya...maine...maine tume itne pareshan...
Daya (interrupted in soft tone as): areee...Bhai...baatein baad mai karo...pehale yeh lo...yeh juice piyo...sar dard Kam hoga...
Saying this he forwarded the lime juice to Abhijeet who was looking at him with an utter confused state...
The calmness in Daya's face was the reason for confusion in Abhijeet...
Seeing Abhijeet looking at him with a confused gaze Daya again exclaimed as...
Daya (in soft tone): kya dekh rahe ho yaar...piyo na juice...yeh lo...piyo...come on...
Abhijeet accepted the glass and started to sip the juice while staring at Daya who sat beside Abhijeet and started to look at him with a warm smile...
Abhijeet became totally confused seeing his calm attitude...
He thought Daya would still be angry over him for his previous day's hungama...
But he was simply throwing his ever calm attitude which started to tingle his heart somewhere...
Abhijeet somehow completed the juice and was about to say something but Daya exclaimed as...
Daya (in a casual tone): waise Abhijeet...ek baat...actually ek doubt hai...pucho...
Abhijeet's words struck in the throat hearing Daya's query...
He just nodded in a nervous manner without saying anything...
Daya smiled slightly and initiated as...
Daya (in a soft tone): yaar...wo...agar body ke kissi hisse mai ya organ mai koi tumor ya phir koi cancer cells ho tho tum kya karoge...
Abhijeet looked at Daya in confusion for a second hearing his irrelevant question...
But seeing Daya's continuous gaze over him Abhijeet exclaimed as...
Abhijeet (in a stammering tone): agar wo tumour chota hai tho medicines ke through khatam karege...agar bada hai tho...wo...jaan ke liye khatarnak hosaktha hai...issliye turant surgery ke zariye nikal dege hum...
Daya (in a soft tone): lekin kyu Abhijeet...yeh sab ke kya jaruraat hai...wo bhi tho ek cell hai...chod kyu nahi de the usse...
Abhijeet (in a serious tone): areee...aise kaise chod de Daya...agar chodege tho wo jaan lewa hojaayega...wo jiss part mai hai...ussko aur usske aas paas ke parts ko pura kharab kar dega...in fact samai paye treat nahi karege tho wo insaan maar jayege...phir kaise...
Daya (interrupted in a firm tone as): agar insaan ke acche ke liye aise tumors ko nikal na sahi tho aise mujrim jo sab ke liye khatarnak hai...ussko maar na bhi tho sahi hai na...
Abhijeet looked at Daya in pain hearing his words with...
Abhijeet (in pain): Daya...tumor aur insaan ke bich Mai farak hai...wo ek insaan hai...tumor tho bas ek extra growth hai...magar...
Daya (interrupted in a firm tone): wo aadmi bhi extra growth hi hai Abhijeet...pure desh ke liye tumor hai...jaise tumor jiss insaan mai hai unnko maarega...waise hi wo aadmi bhi...lakho logo ko jindagi barbad Kiya hai...
Daya while trying to control his irregular sinuses...
Daya (in a firm tone): aur uss janwar ko insaan mat kaho Abhijeet...wo aadmi insaan kehalane ke layak nahi hai...
Abhijeet (in a firm tone): Daya...manna ki wo aadmi mujrim hai...janwar hai...par mujhe usse maar ne ke koi haq nahi hai na...mai kaise...
Daya (interrupted in a soft tone as): Abhijeet...mai jaan tha hu ki tumare liye humare tara soch na mushkil hai...lekin yaar tume patha hai na ki uss aadmi ne kitne baccho ko drug addict bannaya hai...kitne masoom logo ke jaan liya hai...patha hai na tume...
Abhijeet nodded in positive while Daya continued as...
Daya (in a soft tone): agar kal tum uss aadmi ko goli nahi maar the tho...wo aadmi uss drugs se baari truck le ke wahan se bhaag tha...aur ussko supply kar ke...humare Desh ke bhavishya...yani baccho ko drug addicts banna ke unnke life barbad kar de tha...
Daya while taking deep breath continued as...
Daya (in a soft tone): ab tum baatao ki agar yeh sab hogaya hotha tho...tum khud ko kabhi maaf kar paathe...kabhi khud se nazare mila paathe...haan...bolo...
Abhijeet looked at Daya for a second and then exclaimed as...
Abhijeet (in low tone): nahi...kabhi nahi...
Daya (in soft tone): tho phir guilt kiss baat ka Abhijeet...haan...kyu khud ko khooni keha rahe ho...
Abhijeet looked at him with an unsaid expression while Daya continued as...
Daya (in a soft tone): mai phir keha Raha hu...tum ne koi masoom ke jaan nahi liya hai...ek desh drohi ke jaan liya hai...jissko tum ne uss wakt maare nahi hothe tho lakho logo ke jindagi barbad hosaktha tha...tum ne lakho logo ke jindagi barbad hone se bachaya hai...kitni badi baat hai yeh...
Abhijeet didn't say anything...he just smiled sadly...
Seeing Abhijeet's expression Daya exclaimed as...
Daya (in a soft tone): aise muskurane ka kya matlab hai Abhijeet...kuch bolo bhi...
Abhijeet while taking a deep breath initiated as...
Abhijeet (in low tone): Daya...mere dimaag ko tho sab samjh mai aaraha hai...ki...tum Jo bol rahe ho...wo sab sahi hai...par...shayad mere dil ko samai lagega...yeh sab samjh ke liye...issliye...
Daya pressed Abhijeet's shoulder with...
Daya (in a soft tone): I can understand yaar...take your time...maine jo bhi bola uss baare mai soch na...aur samjh na bhi...bas yeh...yeh guilt ko chod do Abhijeet...please...
Abhijeet nodded in positive while smiling slightly and pressed Daya's hand with...
Abhijeet (in a soft tone): jarur Daya...jarur...apne liye naa sahi tumare liye tho jarur karuga...I promise...
Daya smiled broadly and then after a definite pause initiated as...
Daya (in a managed tone): waise...kal raat tumare...tumare Mumma ne call Kiya tha tume...
Abhijeet who was drinking the water stopped abruptly with...
Abhijeet (in shock): what...my god...kya bola unnone...aur tum ne kya...
Daya (interrupted in a pacifying tone as): areee...areee...bhai shant hojao...maine samal liya tha unnko...matlab...maine ek on spot ek tute pute khani ready kar ke sunna diya tha...
Saying this he explained his self made story to Abhijeet who was looking at him in complete shock...
Abhijeet (in surprise): Mumma mann gaye the...
Daya (in a managed tone): haan...wo mann gaye the...mujhe bhi dar lag raha tha ki wo pakadh lege...but nahi...it worked...
Abhijeet heave a sigh of relief while Daya continued as...
Daya (in soft tone): maine tumare dost hai na Dr Dev...unnko bhi phone kar ke same khani sunna di taki kuch pucha tho wo bhi manage kar le...
Abhijeet frowned in confusion with...
Abhijeet (in confusion): Dev ko...
Then only Abhijeet noticed the drips set up near him...
Seeing which he understood what could have happened...
So he exclaimed out of shock as...
Abhijeet (in shock): matlab ussko bhi patha hai yeh sab...
Daya nodded in positive with...
Daya (in a stammering tone): haan...wo jab tum Anti depressants ke over dosage ke waja se behosh hogaye the...tab...
He explained everything from Abhijeet getting unconscious to his conversation with Dev over the phone...
Daya (in a stammering tone): mai...mai...bahot gabara gaya tha tume behosh dekh ke...issliye hi...jab Dr Dev ne call Kiya...tab maine bhi tension mai...sab...baata diya...
Abhijeet started to feel guilty hearing everything...
Abhijeet (in a soft tone): Daya...I am sorry yaar...mere waja se tume itne takleef huyi...tume bahot pareshan kar diya maine...
Daya (interrupted in a managed tone as): mujhe koi pareshani nahi huyi hai Abhijeet...haan...manna ki tume waise dekh ke mai bahot gabara gaya tha...par...sach yeh hai ki...tum khud ko hi sab jyada pareshan kar rakh hai...
Abhijeet was about to say something but Daya interrupted as...
Daya (in hesitation): tum bura nahi mannoge tho ek baat puchu tum se...
Abhijeet (in confusion): haan...pucho... permission kyu maang rahe ho...
Daya while trying to cover up his nervousness...
Daya (in a stammering tone): tume nahi lag tha ki...tum...Jo tumare parwa kiye bina tume chod ke Jaa chuka hai usske liye khud ko aur apne parivaar ko kuch jyada hi takleef de rahe ho...matlab abhi bhi tum...
Abhijeet (interrupted in pain as): Daya...bas...isske aage kuch mat bol na...just...just stop it...
Daya looked at Abhijeet in a jerk who was looking at him with a sharp pain in his eyes...
Seeing which Daya tried to manage the situation immediately with...
Daya (in a managed tone): yaar...I am sorry...Mera matlab hai ki...
Abhijeet while trying to control his emotions...
Abhijeet (in pain): dekho Daya...bina jaane kissi ke baare mai kuch bhi bol na nahi chahiye...tum mere Bhai ke baare mai kuch nahi jaan the...wo aise hi chod ke jaane walo mai se nahi hai...wo mujhe aise hi chod ke nahi Gaya hoga...
Tears got formed in Daya's eyes hearing that while Abhijeet continued as...
Abhijeet (in pain): mere bhai ko patha hai ki mai usske bina nahi jee saktha...ussko patha hai mai Tut jauga...bigar jauga usske bina...phir bhi wo mujhe chod ke gaya hai tho...jarur koi bahot badi waja hogi...majboori hogi...jarur aise kuch hua hai jisske waja se wo aise...
Daya looked at Abhijeet with a great pang in his heart hearing his words which were reflecting the belief and love over him in each and every time...
He felt speechless seeing his brother's strong belief over him which didn't fade even a bit in these 18 years...
Abhijeet (in pain): mere dard tho kuch bhi nahi hai Daya...mere paas sab log hai...par mere bhai wo tho akele sehen raha hoga sab kuch...patha nahi usske paas koi hai bhi hai ya nahi...usske dard baadh ne ke liye...
Abhijeet while trying to breathe properly...
Abhijeet (in a broken tone): mere dil humesha keha raha hai Daya...ki mere bhai koi bahot badi dard mai hai...aur ussko mere jaruraat hai...Mumma ke jaruraat hai...parivaar ke jaruraat hai...aise mai...mai chup kaise rakhe saktha hu...bolo...
Abhijeet while clearing his teary eyes...
Abhijeet (in a firm tone): chahe kuch bhi hojaye Daya...mai apne bhai ko wapas paaye bina...ussko khush dekhe bina... cheen se nahi baithunga...bikul nahi baithunga...
Daya looked at Abhijeet with pain filled eyes and throbbing heart hearing everything...
He felt like his dam would break at any time hearing his brother's words...
At the same time he understood that accomplishing his plan would be literally tougher than he expected...
But he did want to give up...He tried to execute his plan as...
Daya (in a managed tone): I am sorry yaar...bina jaane kuch bhi bol diya maine...I am sorry...
Abhijeet (in a managed tone): it's okay...Daya...par please...dubara aise bikul mat bol na...hmm...
Daya (in a managed tone): haan...haan...kabhi nahi boluga...in fact mai tho decide kar diya hai ki mai bhi tumare Bhai ko dhoodh ne mai tumara madat karuga...aur...
Abhijeet (interrupted in a denial tone as): nahi Daya...it's okay...I can manage...tum kyu...
Daya (in a managed tone): aise kyu kdha rage ho Abhijeet...yaar...maine sorry bola na...phir bhi...
Abhijeet (interrupted in a soft tone as): mai uss waja se nahi bol Raha hu Daya...yeh mere personal kaam hai...usske liye tume kaise takleef du mai...haan...
Daya (in a fake sad tone): accha...personal...matlab tum mujhe aise hi Bhai bula rahe ho...hai na...
Abhijeet (in defending tone): nahi Daya...aise bikul bhi nahi hai...wo...
Daya (in a fake annoyed tone): aur nahi tho kya...haan...agar tum mujhe Bhai mann ne hothe tho aise bol the...mujhe laga tha ki Tera Bhai hai tho Mera bhi Bhai hua...par tum tho...
Abhijeet looked at Daya in a emotional way while Daya continued as...
Daya (in a managed tone): theek hai chodo...agar tume nahi chahiye tho...
Abhijeet (in a pacifying tone): Daya...yaar... aise nahi hai...tum galat samjh rahe ho...wo mai tho bas issliye keha raha hu ki...tume already kitne kaam hai...kitne problems hai...uss mai yeh bhi...kaise...
Daya (in a managed tone): kya bol rahe ho Abhijeet...kaam aur problems tho tume bhi hai na...tum nahi dhoodh rahe ho apne bhai ko...haan...jab tum kar sakthe ho...mai kyu nahi...
Abhijeet continued to look at Daya in an emotional way while Daya exclaimed as...
Daya (in a managed tone): aur itne saalo se CID mai kaam kar ke jo thoda bahot contacts...kabari mile hai...unnse madat lege tho hosaktha hai na ki tumare Bhai jaldi mil jaye...haan...aur...
Abhijeet (interrupted in pacifying tone as): theek hai...theek hai... bas kar mere bhai...tum bhi dhoodho mere...(correcting himself as)...matlab humare Rock star ko...hmmmm...mai tume bhi saare details de tha hu...aur...
He was forced to stop abruptly hearing the ringing sound of his phone...
He took the phone and became a little nervous seeing the caller ID as "Mumma"...
He attended the call without any delay with...
Abhijeet (in a managed tone): Hello...Mumma...haan...haan...mai uth gaya...sorry Mumma wo mai kal...
Hearing something from his mother's side...
Abhijeet (in a managed tone): theek hai Mumma...haan...mai abhi nikal ne hi wala hu...nahi...nahi...Mumma...koi jarurat nahi hai...mai aajauga...taxi ya cab se...haan...haan...theek hai...keha duga usse...haan...
Saying this Abhijeet disconnected the call and turned towards Daya with...
Abhijeet (in a soft tone): thank you Daya...
Daya made a face and was about to say something while Abhijeet exclaimed as...
Abhijeet (in a managed tone): mujhe kuch mat keha na...yeh thank you Mera nahi...Mumma ke taraf se hai...unnone hi thank you bol ne ko kaha...maine nahi...samjhe...
Daya (in a soft tone): accha...that's like a Good boy...waise...apne Mumma se kaho ki thank you bol ne ke jaruraat nahi hai...yeh mera farz hai...theek hai...
Abhijeet (in a teasing tone): theek hai mere pyaare Bhai...mai unnko pakka samjha duga...hmmm...
Daya smiled seeing his brother's antics while Abhijeet got up with...
Abhijeet (in a soft tone): accha mai nikal tha hu Daya...Mumma ne jaldi aane ko kaha tha...keha rahe the ki koi aaye hai...shayad koi guest ho...
Daya (in a soft tone): acccha...ghar mai koi gaadi bhi nahi hai...ek kaam kar tha hu...mai tere liye cab book kar tha hu...tab tak tum fresh hoke aajao...
Abhijeet nodded and moved towards the rest room to freshen up...
After getting ready he started to come out of the home with...
Abhijeet (in a soft tone): theek hai Daya...bye...kuch der mai...Bureau mai mil the hai...
Daya (in defending tone): Bureau mai... Abhijeet...tume tho aaram...
Abhijeet started to move towards the cab with...
Abhijeet (in a loud tone): mujhe kuch sunnai nahi diya Daya...bureau mai aake baat kar the hai...bye...
Saying this he rushed into the cab and moved from the place...
Daya nodded his head in disappointment seeing his antics and then moved inside the home with a sad smile plastered over his face...
Abhir who was looking at everything silently till then while hiding himself from Abhijeet's gaze came towards the hall while preparing his heart for his plan...
Abhir (pov): I am sorry yaar...I know mai tume hurt kar ne wala hu...par yeh jaruri hai...
Thinking this he moved towards Daya while taking a deep breath...
He while tightening his face and voice initiated as...
Abhir (in a stern tone): kya kar ne ke khoshsis kar rahe ho Daya...haan...
Daya who was moving towards the kitchen in deep thoughts looked at Abhir in a jerk with...
Daya (in a stammering tone): kya kar raha hu...matlab...
Abhir (in a stern tone): bhole bann ke khoshsis mat kar Daya...mai nahi jaan tha ki tum Abhijeet ko khud ko hi dhoodh ne ke liye madat kyu kar na chathe ho...haan...
Daya lowered his gaze immediately while Abhir moved closer to him and held him firmly with...
Abhir (in stern tone): apne baare mai saare saboot mitta ne ke liye hi kar rahe ho na yeh sab...haan...bolo...
Daya averted his gaze and moved towards the other side with...
Daya (in low tone): haan...wahi kar ne wale hu...aur koi option nahi hai mere paas...
Abhir (in frustration): seriously...option nahi hai...areee pagal agar tum saboot mitta doge...tho kya Tera Bhai chup baitega...ussne khud kaha na tum se ki wo tab tak chup nahi rahega jab tak tum nahi mil jaathe...phir bhi tum...
Daya (in an annoyed tone): haan...patha hai mujhe...issliye kuch aur socha hai maine...
Abhir (in tease): kya socha hai...haan...
Daya (in a stammering tone): wo...maine socha hai ki...mai pehale apne baare mai saara saboot mittauga...phir Abhijeet ke Dil Mai apne liye nafrat baarauga...
Abhir (in sarcastic tone): nafrat...tumare liye...usske dil mai...Daya...tum ne khud dekha na ki usske dil mai tumare liye kitna bharosa hai...vishwas hai...itne saal baad bhi...phir bhi tume lag raha ki wo tum se nafrat karega...
Daya (in a managed tone): jaan tha hu ki mushkil hai...lekin kuch bhi kar ke mai apne bhai ke Dil se khud ko nikal duga...aur khud paye nafrat karwauga...phir wo khud mujh se dur hojayega...
Abhir looked at Daya in disbelief hearing his words...
Daya was going to make his brother hate him...that too...just to hide the truth...
Abhir understood that it was high time to make Daya confess the truth...
So He executed his strategy with...
Abhir (in anger): kaise insaan ho tum Daya...apne hi Bhai ke emotions ke saath khel rahe ho...sharam nahi aaye tume...wo kya koi khilona hai tumare liye jo tum aise khel rahe ho usske saath...usske feelings ke saath...
Daya (in pain): Abhir...tum...
Abhir (in anger): galati tumare Maa ke hai na Daya...nafrat tum apne Maa se kar the ho na...phir saza bhi unnko hi do na...kyu apne Bhai aur family ko saza de rahe ho...haan...apne Maa ko...
Daya who lost his coolness hearing Abhir's words exclaimed out of pain as...
Daya (in pain): bas kar Abhir...bas kar...yeh bole Jaa rahe ho...mai apne Mumma se kyu nafrat karuga...haan...wo mere Mumma hai Abhir...unnse mai kyu...manna ki mai naraz tha unnse...par isska yeh matlab nahi hai na ki mai unnse nafrat karne lag jao...
Abhir (interrupted in anger as): accha...nafrat nahi kar the...phir kal unnse kyu nahi baataya ki tum hi unnke beta Daya ho...kyu unko Mam...Mam...bula rahe the...kyu apne bhai se apne baare mai jhooth bol rahe ho...kyu usse dur hone ke khoshsis kar rahe ho...haan...kyu...bol...
Daya who couldn't control his emotions burst out as...
Daya (in pain): tho aur kya kar tha mai Abhir...aur kya kar tha...unn dono se jaake sach bol tha...haan...bol tha ki wo Atharv Khurana jo unnke pati...mere Macron ke Papa hai...aur...jo mere bhi Papa hone ke dawa kar tha tha...wo mujhe jaan se maar ne khoshsis kiya...samundar mai phek ke...haan...bol tha mai...
Abhir's eyes widened in shock hearing Daya's words...
He was literally taken aback hearing what Daya confessed...
OMG...What...Atharv tried to kill Daya...
What will happen now? Why did Atharv try to kill Daya? What was his motive behind this? What will be Abhijeet and Bhoomika's reaction upon knowing this? What will Abhijeet do now? Whom will he believe? His brother or father?
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