Daya looked towards Daksh for sometimes in fixed gaze and then said in firm tone...
Daya: theek hain bhaiya...mujhe chahe aapke saath chodna pade to seh lunga...par mujhe sachchai ka saath chodna manjoor nahin hain...
He left the house in firm steps leaving a stunned Daksh behind him who still could not believe that Daya,his own brother left him for the sake of an outsider like Abhijeet...he still could not realise that the guy,for whom their sister had committed suicide,was more closer to Daya than him...
Meanwhile Daya sat into his car and ignited it...he starred towards the passenger seat and a drop of tear fell down from his eyes remembering some lovely lines...
Arey Daya jab tu is quallis ke driving seat pe baithega na yaar...to passenger seat pe main hi baithunga sirf...
Reserve kar liya hain yeh passenger seat maine...
Yeh le yaar...yeh gadi mere taraf se tera birthday gift hain...arey business tycoonAbhijeet Srivastav ke bestie hain yaar...itna to banta hi haina?...
Oh mister! Yeh gadi sirf tera nahin hain...mera bhi hain...yeh humara gadi hain...
Daya once wiped away his tears and drove away towards hospital in great speed...some lovely moments were flashing in front of eyes repeately...
Tu mere life ke ek laute rishta hain yaar...
Tu na kabhi mujhe chodke mat jana...
Bhai hain tu mera yaar!...
Suddenly he stopped the car with a jerk as he could see one of known lady was standing beside the road and waving her hands towards him,signalling him to stop...She was Parinita,Abhijeet's aunt...she was out of station since a month...
He could drive away swiftly without applying brakes...but his feet,in an automatic reflex,applied the brakes and he peeped out with...
Daya: arey aunty...aap yahan kyun khadi hain?...
Parinita: Daya beta...tu ne suna Abhijeet ke saath kya hua hain?...beta woh hospital mein admit hain...
Daya did not dare to break all the truth about his deeds in front of this old lady who loved him equally of Abhijeet...he was ashamed to do so...so he said in innocent tone while pretended to be shocked...
Daya: kya?...kab hua yeh sab?...main to aaj hi Pune se lauta hun...conference attend karne gaya tha wahan main...tab se hi phone laga raha hun par pata nahin phone switch off karke rakha tha...ghar gaya tha to ghar locked mila...kaunse hospital mein hain woh?...
Parinita: main wahin jaa rahi hun beta...tum mujhe wahan tak chod doge please?...meri gadi kharab ho gaya hain...driver gaya hain mechanic lane...par pata nahin kab aayega...tum mujhe chod doge please?...
Daya(with smile): haan haan kyun nahin?...aaiye na...
She was about to open the passenger side door when Daya stopped her hurriedly with...
Daya: nahin aunty aap peeche baithiye...yahan nahin...
Parinita looked towards him and got into the backseat with a sweet smile struck over lips...
Abhijeet was lying on his bed with an oxygen mask attached over his face...various drips were attached along with his hand...and various machines were surrounding his bed...
He was taking deep breathes inspite of the presence of the oxygen mask...he in semi conscious stage due to the medicine effects and weakness due to heavy blood loss...
He was going through the journey of his whole life of twenty nine years...some sweet moments...some salty moments...some relations of trust...some relations of friendship...some relations of hatred...and some relations of...of...of...unfaithfulness...
Yeh Daya hain...Daya Shetty...mere bhai...
Tumhare wajah se humare behen ne apne jaan de di thi...
Humne tumhare bewakoof banaya hain...
Aaj humara badla pura hua...BADLA...
He opened his eyes with a great jerk and with a loud scream as...
Abhijeet: DAYAAAA...tum bewaafa ho...main tumhe kabhi maaf nahin karunga...maine tumhe vishwas kiya aur tumne mujhe dhokha diya hain...tum bewaafa ho...
The doctor rushed towards his room as he was informed about Abhijeet's scream from a wardboy...he entered his room and found him trying to sit up...he immediately rushed to him and attached his oxygen mask again as Abhijeet had put it off...he heard that Abhijeet was still whispering...
Abhijeet: tum bewaafa ho Daya...tum bewaafa ho...main tumhe kabhi maaf nahin karunga...kabhi nahin...
The doctor wrapped him securely and made him lay back on his bed...then he checked his heartrate and found it extremely low...he shouted in tension...
Doctor: sister...operation theatre ready karo...patient ke halat bohot kharab hain aur condition detoriate kar raha hain...come on!...hurry up...
Daya and Parinita was coming to the hospital when Parinita said with a sigh...
Parinita: bechara Abhi!...zindagi mein kabhi use khushiyan nahin mila...tum use sirf hasta bolta dekhe ho na?...
Daya: haan aunty...main to use humesha se hi hasmukh dekha hun...kyun uske life mein koi pareshani hain kya?...
Parinita: pareshani nahin...guilt hain beta...woh ek hi guilt mein ghut ghutke jeeta aaya hain humesha se...
Daya: guilt?...kaisa guilt aunty?...
Parinita: actually Abhijeet ke best friend Anjali ne ek din achanak suicide kar li...iske kuch din baad Abhijeet ko pata chala ki Anjali ko usse pyar tha...par usne kabhi izhar hi nahin ki...Abhijeet ko yeh janke bohot bada sadma laga ki Anajali usse pyar karti thi...Pooja ne tab bohot saath diya uska...magar phir bhi Abhijeet ko psycological consultancy dena pada...do saal tak use psycologist ke under rehke treatment karwana pada...phir jake woh thoda stable hua...magar aaj tak woh is guilt se azaad nahin ho paya...
Daya's hands froze on the steering wheel hearing the bitter truth...Anjali had never proposed Abhijeet!...but then also Abhijeet mourned over her death?...a mixed feeling of guilt and shame conquered his heart and he felt too angry over himself...
Abhijeet,the most loving and caring person he had ever met in his life...he used to beleive him more than anything or anybody around him...Daya's eyes filled with tears as he remembered the lines spoken by Abhijeet when he had got injured while saving Daya from a bomb blast...
Daya was driving the car and Abhijeet was usually in the passenger seat...Daya's plan was ready to kill Abhijeet that day...he had fitted a small time bomb under the car...
His plan was that he himself would get down from the car pretending a fault in the car and would leave for the search of a mechanic...but the series of incidents did not follow the plan...
While driving,Daya got a call from the secratary of any business tycoon who wanted Daya to join in his company...while arguing with him,Daya did not notice the time and the time of the blast came too close...at that moment,Abhijeet got a call from someone who informed him about the presence of bomb in the car...Abhijeet,without wasting a second,pushed Daya out of the car and he himself too jumped out...next moment the bomb exploded resulting a major injury to him...
Daya and Abhijeet both were admitted in hospital...After getting discharge,one day Daya had asked the reason for which Abhijeet saved him...then Abhijeet had said...
Abhijeet: arey yaar Daya...zindagi mein agar doston ke madad nahin kiye to yeh zindagi hain kis kaam ki...we should be ready to die for our friends...
Some tears fell down from Daya's eyes as he turndd the car towards hospital...he whispered painfully...
Daya: maine dost hone ka sabse bada farz nibhaya hain yaar Abhijeet...sabse bada...tumhe us baat ke saza deke jo tumne kiya hi nahin yaar...ho sake to mujhe maaf kar dena yaar...par mujhe itna bada saza mat dena...mujhe chodke mat jaana...maine apne bhai ko chodke tere pass wapas aaya hun yaar...
He parked the car in the parking slot of the hospital and rushed into the hospital with Parinita...
Meanwhile in Operation Theatre,the doctors were pumping Abhijeet's heart with their full force to restart the beating of the heart...but they failed miserably...Abhijeet did not respond in the treatment...the main surgeous began to ruffle his hairs with an excited...
Main surgeoun: oh come on!...keep breathing...keep breathing...
Daya entered the hospital and asked in the reception...
Daya: excuse me...where is Mr. Abhijeet Srivastav admitted?...I mean in which ward?
The doctors stop pumping and the main surgeoun ordered...
Main surgeon: nurse shocker machine...quick...
The nurse brought the shocker machine and connected it with electricity...the main surgeon went towards Abhijeet with the machine in his hand...
Daya and Parinita was climbing upstairs rapidly towards 2nd floor...
The main surgeon applied electric shock first time...Abhijeet did not respond...
Daya and Parinita had reached the 1st first floor...
The main surgeon applied electric shock second time...Abhijeet still did not sespond...
Daya and Parinita was climbing upstairs rapidly...now with mose speed...
The main surgeon applied electric shock third time...Abhijeet did not respond even now also...
Daya and Parinita reached the 2nd floor...their steps were really long as both of they were scared that something bad was coming in their way...They finally reached at the door of the Opearation Theatre and saw the door was open and the main surgeon was leaving the Operation Theatre...They peeped inside and saw...and saw...
A nurse was covering Abhijeet's face with the white bedsheet...
Daya become spell bound seeing that...a thud sound from his side brought back his senses...he saw that Parinita was lying on the floor...unconscious...
He did not pick her up but slowly entered the Operation Theatre...the attendants objected very much but he did not listen...he just went to Abhijeet's body and touched him with a whisper...
Daya: tu to mujhse bhi bada bewaafa nikla yaar...
Then he bursted into tears...he had left his own brother to return to Abhijeet...but Abhijeet left him forever...he had lost his both brothers...perhaps it was the punishment for his unfaithfulness...
THE END
I HAD NOT REUPDATED THE 3RD CHAPTER...BUT HAD POSTED THE 4TH CHAPTER...BUT IT HAD SOME TECHNICAL ERROR SO IT HAD NOT SHOWN...AND IT WAS BEEN AUTOMATICALLY DELETED FROM DOCUMENT MANAGER...SO I HAD TO RE TYPE THE 4TH CHAPTER I.E. DOUBLE LABOUR...
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Adi lover: SPECIAL THANKS to you...I am grateful to you for your trust on me...I am too an Abhijeet lover like to you...
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