22.MY GIRL

“Here we have reached” Vidish sighed.

The train had reached their destination .It was the home town of Ronak and Vidish. Rest two had to travel by few more hours to theirs...Vidish and Ronak came along with them to the Bus stand to saw them off….

“I think now your chotu is again coming back to you” Vir said with a belief...

“Hmm, yeah! We have talked quite a while after. It was really great,” Said Ronak...

“So what’s next?” Vidish interfered...

“Hmm ..........Next?   Next going home, what else.....   huh? …anyways HAPPY DIWALI guys” Vir greeted them…

Both of them greeted him back and to Aanya, who was sitting inside the bus…Finally bus started honking, after hugs and greets, Ronak and Vidish took leave from there and Bus was on the way to the home town of the rest. Weather was chilling but not bothersome, it had made the journey soothing from the weather side.

“ So madam ,your highly awaited and pleasurable ride of train has been over, I hope you would have enjoyed that".Vir continued.
"But unfortunately from here, we have to loose some pleasure and have to manage with this bus……for you it’s not been populated to provide clear passage of air so that your 'saans' can come and go easily… I mean to make you’re breathing easier...And I will take care of that for the rest of the journey too… ” Vir with a half smile welcomed her in the bus ride to home.

“I am really sorry about the morning incident….I wanted to say you sorry earlier in the train but you were busy with Ronak and Vidish into some conversation .I was waiting for you in the berth also  but …unfortunately I couldn't make it up anyways I am seriously sorry about that". Aanya continued
"But now it’s getting high. I have travelled a lot in bus, I love train journey though.” She was embarrassingly trying to clear her side...

 “And I really couldn’t breathe there after the ride... So can you please stop teasing me about that…Height scare me…and it’s true, I hate being at height….”

Vir didn’t want to make the situation more serious and the deal of apology transactions…

“So what do you like? Besides traveling in train and that big size diesel auto and???? ”

“He he he…well I love movies, I love singing, bathroom singer kind of…I love Chinese food especially noodles”

“That’s nice, even great,” Situation were taking light .some different mood was going to started…Bus took a stoppage for 10 minutes

“Could you please wait for few minutes, we will continue our discussion, do you need something? Water, chips Or else?” Vir asked her...

She was still feeling hard to make the sitting cozy as well as herself...so she gave her a negated look but on the next move she said “chips and one thumbs up” , her demand was so low in volume that not even the guy sitting one seat next to her couldn’t heard her..

After a while Vir came up with a water bottle, thumbs up and red lays...

She was astonished to saw that “have you heard me?”

“What thing, I should have heard?” asked Vir.

“Nothing, I was just wondering, how do you know that I like red and thumbs up if you haven’t heard me?” She skeptically said that.

“I don’t, these are the things, which I like, you didn’t say anything,so I bring these.” Vir’s words brought a smile on her fine-looking tiresome face.

“So are you feeling comfortable or need anything else again?” Vir gave her the beverage and chips…

“No, I am perfectly fine; seats are cozy enough to hold 5 hrs at least.”

“OK back to our old discussion, where were we??  Yeah! We were talking about your likes”

“So you like Chinese, lays ……with tomato flavor, Beverages, singing n movies…”

“Yeah! I love Salman too. I love abroad........I want to go abroad especially U.S”

“Hmm ambitious!”

“I want to earn lots of money…lots means thousand time lots of money. I want to enjoy my life most but without money it’s impossible”

“Well in that case you have a better option, marry a boy who works in US. It will nail down two of your important ambition...First is your US visit and second he will earn in dollars that is a lot more than we will earn here...so in a single shot you will get both of these”.

“Well it all depends on my family, if they will choose him, then it will be okay for me”

“Why so? Why don’t you choose by yourself?”

“Well I wish to, I want the man to whom I will be married is the same man to whom I love but if my family won’t like him then I won’t”

“Above all these lovingly things, my family comes first, I love my family the most”

Vir was getting into so many things ,it was just like he was going through the terms and condition before installing any software in his life where every conditions was about the care and health of software. It’s really tough to understand a girl. To make her own family she gets married but before that she wants to have love relationship with her would be husband then she wants her beloved to be loved by everyone in her family and then if all the tests ended up in positive then only she will literally marry that guy to make her own family .but still she quotes “I love my family the most” /which family she is talking about now…present or old…????

“Hmm you love so many things……great huh?”

Meanwhile bus was on his good speed. They had completed half of their journey .For every stoppage, passengers were taking exchange. Different places different people, some wanted peace some gave peace. In buses, if any guy wants to go outside for pee or for something else….if he is with someone than there going to be no problem because the other one could take care of his seat from new passenger come over there but if you are alone then you have to put something there, it may be bag or anything. People generally place their handkerchief or towel or any kind of cloth piece. That is the only deal to keep your ownership on...Well this bus was almost empty. In 70 seater bus there were only 30 guys sitting there. To made clear passage Vir put different kind of elements in the nearby seats that engaged those seats, so no new passenger could sit on them, they didn’t have even any problem with that because they have many more vacant seats to sit, which prevented those cloth occupied seats from being inquired….

“What about you?” She asked Vir.

“Well I like so many things rather than love”

“And what are those..?”

“Ummm to live life in different ways, sometimes it comes with sports, sometime it comes with movies, sometimes chips and many times with friends, with family…”

She was watching outside sitting next to window, it was seemed like she was not taking interest that brought a sigh of relief on Vir’s face because he didn’t want to talk about love and life much…with her..

“So you don’t love anything?” Vir was wrong…

 “Hmmmm...what to say ?  look...........Love needs commitment, commitment brings expectation, and both of these things are not in my dictionary, I don’t believe in these.”

“Hmmmm….”

“I think, up to somewhat I can picture you”

“Like what?”

“Like your talks do not synchronize with your thoughts” Vir’s casualness was cross fading by her seriousness .

“Even I haven’t seen you serious...though sometimes I have seen you but those were other thing like in the hospital in a normal way but whenever you walk on the personal matters or life or relation kind of thing, every time I have caught you in a humorous mood”

Vir shrugged " that’s amazing, how’s that possible? My friends always used to say that .I never smile, I always put my serious mode switch on…and you have observed total opposite”.

“Well I don’t know, may be I am wrong, but my friend also used to say that I can never be wrong in judging or characterizing people. But If I am right by any bit here, then for you I have an advice…..your girl never like that...”

“arre yaar, you are making me nervous…well I have tried my best to change but because of that changing mode, I have done with my life a vicious circle with a very short radius so every kind of phase of seriousness or non-seriousness come very uniformly and frequently…that’s why you have seen both modes but not in the appropriate time..”

“And for that case I can admit my fault, my timings are always wrong...”

“Hmm…” she was smiling now in his play of seriousness and damn non-seriousness...

“And what about your girl? You really done with your girl too…?”

“Ha ha...Don’t worry for that…my girl will always be mine once she gets to know that and before her me too….”

“OK let’s have a check, what would you say, if I was your girl”

“Oho!  You want to play, well I like games, but first you have to promise me .once I am done, you have to rate it, whether I win or lose”

“Done” She seemed very casual…

“OK then,let’s start the game, give me your hand  ...”

“With your hand on me and pouring my eyes on you, let’s start the collaboration between me and you……..”

“When with you I’m invincible, protected by your smell, when I think of not being the one who kisses you, I think of a living hell. For as long as I can remember, I’ve always been afraid, but once I’ve held you in my sleep, the dreams go on for days. I’ve looked at our reflection baby; I can’t believe what I see. A girl so truly beautiful is sitting there with me. I’ve gazed into your eyes, as you looked into mine; its purity in its finest form, I’ve lost my grasp of time. After all this time,every time we talk,my heart still skips beats.I only have a small regret... that what’s locked up in my mind. I want to capture every moment we spend together and that going to be the most amazing photographs where I document our lives. If any day, by any bad luck, you get a chance to forget me. I will wait for you … Eternity is forever, but I will wait forever more, because I’m no longer just waiting, for that thing worth waiting for.I don't promise you the moon or the stars,I just promise I'll stay under them with you forever and ever. ”

Vir kept his head down while he was delivering the last lines……for a few seconds.
"It made my moment a life when I expressed my love to you,I could see my soul in you,I could see

A drop of tear in your eyes....a flash of happiness on your face.....you gave a contented look. That was unforgettable ...... before that precious drop fall you recaptured yourself within you…before got observe, you  balanced yourself".
Vir ended up his part.situation was little bit serious,She was quiet,Vir had nothing to say .For a moment of time,ambience was all quiet,Bus was all aquiring its smoothing mode.It was looking like the trio Bus,Vir and Aanya were flowing with the time,everyonee wanted to let the time pass.With the uttermost try she couoldn't prevent herself to let a  drop of tear from being poured down,she was continuously staring out of the window.Vir could feel the situation

 “Well that reaction I would expect if you were my girl……I mean if I would say this to my girl instead of what I have said to you now” moment was getting little bit heavy.She gave him a broadened eye but suddenly  her eyes became wet…because of something got into her eyes… 

 Vir caught her but pretended negative, for a while both of them let the silence prevailed.

To change the moment Vir developed some engagement with the bus conductor…they were about to reached the destination. That was the last stop.bus was almost empty by then. Not more than 10 passengers were there. Everyone was in sleepy mode.

“Your stop is next; get ready………is there anyone coming for you?”

“Yeah! Papa is in the bus stand”

“Ok!”

“I am almost tired, just waiting for home to reach”

“Yeah! Me too”

With a cranky sound, bus came to a halt. Her father was there, desperately waiting for his daughter.

“Bye Vir”

“Bye”

In the next stop Vir climbed down, no one was there to welcomed him...He took his luggage and started walking .after 45 minutes…

“lo bhai aa gaya apna sher..” Vir’s father was sitting in the dining hall with his friend…..he shouted from the house while Vir was entering...Mom appeared in a sudden…

“You are really hopeless, not even a single call you could do……if informed earlier, at least Baba could be there in the bus stand to receive you.”

“I am starving, really need something to eat other than your objurgating”………

2 hrs later phone rang

“Pick up the phone Mom!”

“Not for me, it’s obviously yours”

Vir picked the phone…

“Saale bataya tak nahin, aa raha hain...Tomorrow morning sharp 10.in my place, don’t be late what you are famous for………” it was Fatso on the other side…….

On the next day

“So beta, hw’s your independence days going?” Fatso inquired...

“It’s really good yaar, I am living the best of my days…out of parental control...No parental guidance…do whatever you want…I love this life….” Vir was overjoying…….

“Ha beta...What else did you want from life…saala khulla sand….” Sanjay cynically took the entry.

They were on the roof of Fatso’s house….

“Abe tu who sab chor…I have a job for you …Ronak had given me a slam book that is of Aanya’s. He told me to return it to her but I forget…so we are going to her house in the evening.”  Vir was paving the way for his next plan to meet her…

“Oye! I am not going anywhere...if you want to go. Then you may but I am not...”Sanjay irritatingly refused Vir’s proposal…

“Bhai sun to sahi...I forget her house, that’s why I want you to come with me…it gonna be just five minutes work. Ronak called me so many times to returned that book .I told him that I have already returned her, now I actually want to prove my words right before it goes wrong. Ronak will call her in the evening…”

“Tu saala juth bolna kab chorega…” Sanjay’s irritation was taking transition towards annoyingness...

“Well jab log such ko seriously accept karne lag jaayenge tab…ok guys I got to go …Mom is waiting for me …..” Vir continued...

“Sanjay bahiya …I will be there on 7 in the evening”

In the evening

At 1830 hrs,In Sanjay’s House

“Ok man! Have you brought the book?” asked Sanjay

“Yeah!”

“Let me see?”

“No man! It’s personal”

“Have you seen it?”

“Yes”

“But it is personal na?”

“Yeah! But I got that after reading it”

“Saaleya...tu na sudharne waala”

“Let’s go man .we are already late”

1900hrs, In Aanya’s house

“Hmmm Mr. Dog is so consistent yaar, It is still barking, the same way we left it last time…….. Mr. Descent Dog” Vir continued

“Well with all decency, I will wait for five minutes for any kind of initiation come up from the human part of this house else this Dog’s part will get over for the final”

“Who is outside Tuffy?” an human sound part came up eventually...

“Abe yeh to HUM AAPKE HAIN KAUN waala tuffy hain...but yeh idhar kya kar raha hain….?” Vir whispered to Sanity

“Bhai please shut your mouth for five at the least” Sanjay exasperatingly requested …

“Namaste Aunty Ji?” Sanjay greeted the first woman came out from the house...

“Namaste Sanjay beta………….Chotu ….your friend is here” a loud pitch of Mom called her daughter….

“Ok Boss! Now it’s your turn, and please make that quick” Sanjay handed over the next few minutes of Vir to her….

“Hi Sanjay!  Hi” next hi was for Vir

2100 hrs

“You dumbass  ...Your 5 minutes work cost me 2 hrs boring discussion...” Sanjay was too infuriated.

“Sorry bro! I would really end that up in seconds if her didi didn’t come up….I haven’t met her before…that’s why it took time…but I must say Didi is too good yaar…I really liked her..” Vir explained…

“Abe Saale...What was the need of so long conversation…..more over……..tu ……….” Before Sanjay yelled him anymore Vir stopped him...

“Ok bro! Time up! Will meet you tomorrow….any plan for morrow?”

“I feel sorry for you sometime….the rate you forget things….that will cost you someday….” Sanjay continued

“Tomorrow is Diwali and we used to go for shopping to buy some crackers and sweets every year still you………..”

“Oh yeah yeah! I remember that ….forgive me yaar….my bad! Tomorrow at sharp 10...I will be at your home, bye I gotta go”

2300hrs

“Hi Vir!” Ronak rang him.

“Hello buddy…how are you….what’s up? Why so early in the night?” asked Vir.

“Yaar, I have a slam book… ….Aanya’s name was written over there on the front page…. but now I have lost it”

“Hmm” Vir said

“So will you please do one thing?”

“Can you check your luggage, there might have chances that I have put that on your bag while packing”

“Ok I will check…”

“Ok dude if you find that .please give it to her…”

“Are yaar…is it necessary to give her?...You can give her when we come back…..I am too busy these days”

“Nahi yaar...She was asking for it,She called me in the morning…and I lied her that I have sent that with you by this evening,but I forgot to tell you”

“Ok ok! I will try but can’t promise you…”

“Ok boss…give it a try at least...I am sure you will definitely do that……bye and thanks bro…”

 “Good night”

“Good night” last word was delivered indifferently from Vir but with a smile on his face……..cunning smile……..

To Be Continued......................

21.Movie

‘‘Hey guys, what’s up?'' Ravi popped up.

‘‘Nothing yaar, getting bored'' Faizal was playing with pen, making circles on the office notepad to kept himself little busy.

‘‘Hmm, well I have a plan for this weekend'' Ravi was a great planner but never be able to executed by self. He always needed some insane characters to round up...

‘‘No way! You jerk! Last time your stupid plans had dragged us in deep hell ''

Drawing Circles took a halt...

 '' Abe, tu saala hamesha hi darta hain (why you keep your freaking mode switch on always?)...this time it's cool and safe....’’ Ravi illustrated a cool stud look.

‘‘And what's that?'' Faizal was absolutely indifferent towards him but the boring environment compelled him to let Ravi keep on with his insane craps.....

'' Hmm that will be discussed later; first tell me where the other one is?''

Ravi wanted to discuss his plan among ….all three of them, Ravi, Faizal and 'the other one'.

 ‘‘Huh! Where the devil will go? Mr. is getting busy in making circles outside same like me but only with a single difference, I am bothering my hand and he is bothering his lungs with char in making some...''. Said Faizal with full of distress.

 ‘‘Ok, wait I call him'' Ravi took out his cell phone.

After few minutes

'' So guys, plan is: we are going for movie this weekend'' said Ravi.

 ‘‘Well that's cool and seems sane too....'' said Faizal.

 Ravi directed his eyes towards ' the other one’, he was busy in surfing net....seemed reluctant.

‘‘So what do you say?''

''I have booked for matinee show and for evening we will see to it when reached, we will have to reach there by 1400 hrs '' the other one said...

‘‘Ok done''

 Saturday morning... 6 A.M

‘‘Get ready, we will be there in 10 '' Ravi called Faizal

'' Abe, why so early and where to?'' Faizal was yawning heavily, half sleepy and half awake...

 '' You sleeping couch, get up quick'' Ravi hanged up the phone...

 After half an hour

Two bikes, two riders and one pillion were on the national highway 6.

'' will anyone please tell me where are we heading?'' after 140 kms when their course switched to Nh5,they took a halt near a DHABA for breakfast  it was Faizal, who was almost fuzzed up with no clue about the situation he was  going through....

Ravi took a sip of tea....’’ Do always polish your mind! Don't you remember our weekend plan...?''

 ‘‘Yes I do remember that...we have planned for movie'' Faizal skeptically answered...

 ''That's what we are doing, executing the plan, that’s it!'' said Ravi, meanwhile he had ordered some breakfast...the other one had lit up the cigarette and was inspecting both the bikes for next miles to cover up...

 '' Abe saale, why are you pickling my mind?, what is the relation between movie and this damn biking in this chilling weather (it was the time of November end)? Damn you guys! You guys are really setting up for a difficult time!''

Faizal got frustrated...

Ravi remained casual, he could easily understand the status of Faizal “Hmm, you know one thing or one bad thing about yourself...you never listen to things completely''

 '' What the heck you are talking about, what damn thing I didn't listen completely about?...we have discussed about movie this weekend, only movie that's it.....I was even there when you guys had taken out the printout of tickets that was of Matinee show...now you tell me what crap I had missed about?''

 '' Hmm, about the place where we are going to, the place we gonna watch the movie''

 ‘‘And where is it?''

 ''Well it was too far when we started but now it comes closure by 140 kms, and the place is too much fond of us, we have to just round up our wheel and that place will automatically raises her fondness by coming closer to us, so better we go for it without wasting so much of time in clearing you up...’’ the other one directed towards Ravi and Faizal while he was clearing up the payments to Dhabawala....

“By the way be thankful for the difficult times because during those times you grow the most.”

At 1400 hrs

They were on their destination.

It was a mall, Ravi went inside, and other two were standing outside. After a while, Ravi came up...he signaled his thumbs up towards other one without waiting for any reply...

 Ok guys, our job is done here for now, let’s chk out for some stay.

Faizal was awestricken. he was not in a state to asked anything.

 After an hour they were accompanied with a mesmerizing ambience, dim brown light, that was more than enough to reflect every art and craft being made on the wall which were creating some appealing effect.Ghazals were playing there .everything was a bit low than normal but that lowering thing was spreading the fragrance of inebriety that was far more than bit low....three small tiny transparent glass with some transparent liquid poured into them, a neat and attractive white suited man came there with a lighter in hand...ignited the light on the glass, the upper layer of liquid was burning with a blue flame, depicted the high calorific value and complete burn...made the scenario more excited...all three of them closed their palm and took a position of upside down .place some salt there and citric...within no second they gulped down the whole burning thing and licked the mixture of salt and citric....

 After 4 round they gained back their energy

 '' haan ji Faizal sahab, story is like that...'' before put a start on the story Ravi arrange 3 more on the table ,Faizal watched him with a curious look

‘‘With great anticipation I can say that it will be needed at the end of story''

'' So we have planned for a movie this weekend .That was my plan...by god! You really don't believe it but it was purely come out of my dump shitt brain and within our city too...but because of our daredevil and impatient Mr... Freak  ...''Ravi hauled up his one hand by another and positioned it on the shoulder of other one who was busy in talking with the white suited man...

Ravi continued

‘‘Our friend couldn't find the ticket there and he booked to the nearest available multiplex that was unfortunately 350 kms away from our base station..and now we have rescheduled it to night show. That's it Man!'' 

Faizal was sitting there trying to figure out what should he do at that moment of weirdest time....’’ Are you guys mad or something, just for a movie you guys have come to 350 kms...just for a movie I can't believe this,,,it's total absurd, ridiculous..''

‘‘Oye bhai, I need another one...'' Faizal ended up one more and called the white suited man...

Ravi interrupted ''other two are also preserved for you my dear ''.

 '' Ok guys, let’s go, show is about to start...''

'' Abe itni haalat kharaab karke to mera show ban-ne waala hain...Udhar kya khaak dekhega?''

 One was dwelling in the unconscious world rest were smilingly taking him out the shop...

After three hour...'' what a movie yaar....great! Mind blowing! You dumbasses! For this crap, you have brought me here…saalon mera khud ka sir fodne ka man kar raha hain'' Faizal was all awake after movie, the movie was horrible which left nothing to explain from the rest. They wanna back to hotel as soon as possible, Road was deserted, not even a stray dog was there to entertain them in the midnight...

 Faizal seated with Ravi. And the other one followed them...after a few minutes they were being stopped by few men. They were seemed Rowdy.

“what you guys are doing here in the midnight? ” one of the men asked, they were not at all looked like regular guys, they all were drunk, with colorful shirts, and loaded neck with chains…

 “Nothing sir, we are just returning from theatre, night show” Ravi said

“Where are you from? You guys don’t seem like local? ” they had already seen their bike registration numbers which were of different state.

“Yeah, we came from other state, but we are working here” Faizal tried to manipulate them.

 “That means you guys have lots of weight on your back pocket’ one of the goons took out a sharp and shining knife which was flashing the reflection of the light on their face...Those goons had placed their bike light on their face, so that none of trio could see the face of those rowdies..

 That action horrified Ravi and Faizal and the other one was indifferent to it, he never showed up. There might had sometimes he had strain on his face muscle or some kind of lazy don he was…

 Well in any case very simply all the three took out their wallet and brought out all the money and gave to them. But that didn’t satisfy them; they snatched wallets from them and sneaked in.

“Sir, leave some, we are running out of petrol, we have to fill up the tank...At least 50 or 100” said Ravi

One of the goons emerged out to show off his standard...Don’t worry! we are not taking any of your plastic money because for ATM card, you never tell us PIN number and everyone knows about the reverse PIN funda (In ATM, if anyone force you to take out the money from your account, just enter reverse PIN number it will automatically locked your transaction and inform to nearest police station) and your credit cards are of no use as you will blocked these once we leave. Moreover we are not after 10, 20, 50 rupees or coins…so we won’t” well these words really impressed Ravi and Faizal, but the other one’s face took a transition from despair to relief……..

When they washed out everything they threw the wallets and left...

 Ravi took all the three wallets and gave to respected owner. Ravi was satisfied with the left content in his wallet .He never use  paper money, he always dependent on Plastic cards, so he was safe, Faizal lose 2000 bucks but was happy because everyone was safe and sound there.

Third one lose 6000 and that made him frowned...They reached hotel, He parked his bike at one side of the road, took out a cigarette.

“Look! Whatever happened, it happened. You should be happy instead that we are safe just at the cost of few 1000 bucks” Faizal tried to console him

“You guys go to room; I am coming after a while.” He told Ravi and Faizal...

They left him outside the hotel. He was roaming impatiently here and there, there was something that was ending him mad, and he couldn’t resist himself although he was striving hard. He was on his 5^th cigarette one after another without using lighter .last one ignited the next one…

After a while he threw the cigarette and crushed it under the shoe...started the bike and flew away...

“I have never seen so disturbed, he is looking now...there was something bigger than those 6k bucks he was worrying about. We should have to check that out” Faizal was worrying about him. He got some intuition...

“Well, let’s go down then, moreover his impatience always welcome some bigger mess…..” Ravi said. On a sudden, they heard the knocking sound of the started bike. They rushed outside saw him on the bike, they quickly got on their bike and followed him without bring any notice to him…….

 He first reached 24 hr fuel station outside the city,” make it full” said to vendor.

“Could you please give me this chain” he showed the vendor a rusted chain lying at the corner. He offered him 500 for that. That was a handsome deal for the vendor boy.

With chain he left the station and reached the same point where they were being robbed. He took a deep look all around and ahead for one direction…

“What he is about to?” Ravi questioned...

“He was after those guys who robbed us. Something gonna bad happen tonight”

After about 10 kms he got them, they were sitting at the tea stall...

He got there, without giving any hint. He rolled the chain on his right palm and launched hitting…they were 4 guys. He hit the heavy one first straight on his face; it took a nano second for the blood to sprout out from his face. Before any other could understand anything he hit other one straight at his prestigious and important part…two down two left...well up till then rest of them were ready for him. Third one pour all of his hot tea on his face…the anger in his face was more hot than the tea .he was burning with anger. Frowning red eyes...fourth one hit him from the behind on his head…heavy drops of blood rolling down but not even a twitch he did there …he snatched the tea pot from the third one and broke it on the head of fourth one, he took few more from the counter and smashed on his head, with continuous hammering fourth one got unconscious. Third one was shaking. He was the same guy who demonstrated him the knife...he was short too...he grabbed his legs by hand and hanged him upside down; gravity made the knife fell down .He was start kicking now first kick threw the knife to the unreachable point and then he made him sand bag..He kicked with around 4 to 6 times that made the third one bleed from the mouth .He was vomiting, blood was coming out from his mouth…the first two guys tried to run but he clogged them .he opened up the chain and started to revolve it...With every inward coming stroke. The chain was about to rip of skin from their body but before the deep impact of chain killed them; he was stopped up by Ravi and Faizal.

 “What you are doing man? Are you mad or something...you gonna killed them, what happen to you?”

 Faizal pushed him away from them. He said nothing…just got to the tea stall...the stall owner was quivering heavily .He was just about to run but couldn’t .He had the only thing that was his stall. His home, his shop everything was the stall.

Faizal asked” kya hua hain yaar, kuch to bol?”

He said nothing, just fetched to the tap. Curved down and kept his head below it and open the tap. For about 30 seconds or more only red water poured down...he was bleeding greatly…but that water made her mind cool. No one said anything for a while. After bath he came to victims. They were gaining conscience bit by bit. He came near to them; he was exhaling heavily “take out all the money”

“I have done already” Ravi showed him the money...

“I need only my money” he said

“Oh! Sorry it is difficult for me to separate your money” Ravi was damn serious he didn’t want to let his anger being poured on him by any chance…

Faizal took some cold water pouch from the fridge in the tea stall and tried to heal his head injury but he didn’t let Faizal to do that, he was busy in searching something in the pile of notes...but he was unable to find it. Every passing second raises his anger on to the goons, when he finally failed he threw all the money and again took the chain and started beating them,

Ravi and Faizal tried to stop him” what are you doing man, what do you want? Tell us”

“I want every piece of money they had taken from us” they were just looking like a plump for him which was being battered.

He continued but Ravi pulled him back” I have taken out every note they have even in their undergarments. And these are all what they have, so for God sake, stop being monster and tell us what’s the matter is?”

“Nothing” he said and took the knife that was fallen from the third one’s pocket

It was the children knife which had a spring that pushed the steel part inside the holder whenever it got pressed against something. It took no time to make him realize that they were not any kind of rowdies, a simple being tried to loot them just for fun...

“Give them some ice” he told Faizal. He got back to his bike and brought the first aid kit. Ravi took it and nursed them. They were beaten heavily but didn’t need any kind of heavy medication.

“Bhai chai bana de, mast waali aur karak ….aur inke liye thoda sa haldi waala doodh” Faizal gave some instruction to stall owner.

He lit another cigarette and took a sit. He was still impatient.

“What’s the matter? If you ever feel me as your friend, please tell me, your silence is killing us’’

Meanwhile Ravi also reached there. The other four plump puddings also took their seats. They were feeling somewhat OK…

“ I have a ten rupee note in my wallet with some inscription on it other than the normal note, it was being with me for last 5 yrs,it was more precious than anything, more precious than those 6k or else” he said.

“All THE BEST…………KEEP REMEMBERING ……_ _ _ _…………..LIFETIME ………ROY.

Former three on one side rest on other side. Many more things are written there but there is some blood stain that made them illegible...are you talking about that note…?” asked Ravi...

“Yeah, I have lost that” He sighed

“Wait a second, how do you know that? I haven’t showed that to anyone!” Ravi’s word shuddered him.

“ Because I have that note, I have taken out that from your wallet while buying something from the grocery store because swipe machine was not working there and I have only card. But luckily that note was discarded by the shop owner as it was  looking like a blooded piece of paper rather than a currency, after that I kept that on my back pocket ”he started looking for that..

“Yeah! Gottcha..Here it is!”

Within a second all despair turned cherish able. He took a sigh of relief. He was smiling like a five year child got his toy after a long cry. Like a racer won a gold medal for the first time in Olympic in his last race of life. Like a cancer patient got his life back. That expression shocked both of them…..

“We have to leave now, we are getting late. We have to leave tomorrow ……sorry it’s today now”

“Ok let’s go”

“Sorry guys for all your inconvenience, feeling regret by heart, we can’t heal your pain but to compensate, we leave all our money for hospital expenses…GET WELL SOON guys. And you guys were true we are neither from this town nor we are working here, so it will be better that in future we will never meet again….but for souvenir I am taking your knife...” Ravi gave them farewell...

In the hotel at 4 A.M

“So Mr. Roy, Mr don’t care attitude, today you have given us real surprise and that was really really scary... I don’t know what to say? But whatever it was…one thing is clear…you are INSANE...” said Faizal

One more thing I would like to add “whoever she was or is or he is or was most probably it must be she, so whoever the she is, either she is not anymore or she is the most unfortunate one in this whole world so better she leave this world because if a boy can take a risk of his life and made some plump puddings of four strong guys single handedly in unknown town just to save her few written letters then what the damn someone can want from anything?  ”

Ravi continued

“But I must say, you have a high and intense rebellion streak”

“Rebellion is the only thing that keeps you alive.” Roy answered…..

To Be Continued……………….