I almost missed the chapter. The notification seems to have gotten lost between others.
Luckily had visited the forum and seen it 😆
Naughty DIG is part of the plan (can't think of any other man in uniform). looking forward to reading about Shruti's take on all this chaos. How ungrateful or grateful she is only the next chapter can tell. 😆
Originally posted by: Chir-Cute
I almost missed the chapter. The notification seems to have gotten lost between others.
Luckily had visited the forum and seen it 😆
Naughty DIG is part of the plan (can't think of any other man in uniform). looking forward to reading about Shruti's take on all this chaos. How ungrateful or grateful she is only the next chapter can tell. 😆
Quite possible. After the chatting thread was started, there were so many notifications that even I missed a few.
Yes, the DIG is a part of the plan. What plan? for that read on..
Posting the next chapter. Again, I repeat. This is a figment of imagination. No relevance to any police action or protocol.
Next day morning, a stormy meeting was underway at the police HQ, Nagpur.
It was attended by the Dhurandar Bhatawadekar (DB) Head, SIT constituted centrally, Sanjay Salaskar, DIG (Nagpur) and a few other top ranking officers of Nagpur region.
“Yeh sab kya hain, Sanjay? Apne kahan tha, yeh hamara best officer hain. Theek hain, mission khatam karke Sada ki pregnant biwi ko Nagpur le aaya. Humne usko security bhi provide ki. Aur phir yeh tumhara officer..kya naam bataya uska..”
“ACP Virat Chavan..”
“Haan, Wahi. Hume pata chala hain ki uske bhi Naxalites se contacts hain!”
“Kya…?” DIG sir was taken aback by this blatant accusation. DB sir continued ruthlessly. “Sirf wohi nahi, uski biwi bhi. Lagta hain poora khandaan involved hain!”
“Mujhe yakin nahi hota…”
“Pata hain mujhe. Aur usike liye humne usko aur uski wife ko surveillance main rakha. Unka phone tap kiya. Uski biwi ek intern hain medical college main aur Shruti ki acchi Saheli bhi..Saboot bhi mil jayenge! Aur uske baad…poora network uncover ho jayega..filhaal main Virat aur uski biwi keliye ek arrest warrant sign kar raha houn!”
The DIG put his head in his hands.
“Uske pehle aap meri baat sun lijiye. ACP Virat Chavan aur uski biwi dono kalse gayab hain. Unke ghar se mujhe phone aaya tha. Main zyaada kuchh nahi keh sakta kyounki Virat Chavan is waqt Chhutti par hain. Koi project ya mission nahi hain. Isiliye, wo kahan gaya, kyoun gaya, police dept ko use koi matlab nahi. Magar ab aapne bataya to..”
“Phir to shaq ki kafi gunjaish hain!…” DB Sir lapsed deep into thought. He reached out for his mobile. “Theek hain, main kuchh karta houn. Koi yakin ke saath to nahi keh sakta, magar ek search party to bhej sakte hain. Magar agar yeh dono Naxalites ke pass mile, aur haath main hathyar ho to…our men will not hesitate to shoot!”
The DIG closed his eyes in defeat. Not just for Virat, but also for Sai. Over the years, ever since she had walked in his office and justified the circumstances of her wedding, he had grown fond of her. The fact that his own daughter was of the same age had only helped things further.
He straightened up. “Mujhe apne officer aur uski patni pe poora bharosa hain. Agar wo dono gayab hain, to uske peechhe koi thos karan hoga. In fact, hamare pass ek suraag hain..”
He went back by a few hours. An underworld informer had quietly sent a message about a top Naxalite contact. The information had sent shockwaves coursing through his system. Prof Bhandari, Head of Economics at Nagpur University. Unbelievable. The tip was pretty cryptic. He was going to meet some Naxalites after 10 pm in an abandoned warehouse. See for yourself.
Acting according to the tip, suitably hooded and masked, he was waiting in the shadows.
The clock chimed ten times, but the portly figure of the professor was nowhere to be seen. Was it a false alarm? Or had the professor called it off? He was about to go back when a soft voice called out.
“Hum yahan hain!” A woman’s voice. In fact there were two of them. He could make out nothing more apart from that. The woman spoke to her companion.
“Poora check karo..kahi koi khatra to nahi?” The companion vanished in the dark.
The woman came forward. She was holding a baby in her arms. The DIG was thoroughly startled. What the hell…? The woman spoke softly.
“DIG sir, Ek binati hain aapse…Meri baat zara dhyan se suniye!”
She left after 10 minutes. Her companion was waiting in the shadows.
“Kaam hogaya?”
“Haan…”
“Prof Bhandari bahut madad karte haina!”
“Ji, bilkul…”
“Ab aage kya?”
“Mujhe ab apne hideout pe jana hain. Aap apni duty pe jayiye!”
The door banged and the DIG came back to present. Where was Virat? And where was Sai? He hoped they were together. He had this uncanny hunch that they would protect each other.
They were indeed together, hands and legs bound, seated in a haphazard manner in a tent. They had walked, or rather stumbled, for quite sometime. Rested for a while, attended to their toileting needs, forced down a few morsels and then continued. Finally at the end of the day the walk had ended and Sada had given orders to camp for the night. Deep in the jungle of GC, they had no idea where they were. Little could be seen through the gap in the tent flap. The ground was hard, covered with hay of some sort. There was a chill in the air and the prisoners had a blanket to keep them warm. Not that it helped anyway..their hands and legs were numb from sitting in a cramped position since quite some time.
“Virat Sir..” Sai edged her way to her husband. He looked upto her with a wan smile. What a sight he was. A bruise ran on his cheek where Sada had hit him in a no-nonsense manner to wake him up. This was the previous day. Sai had looked away, helplessly as Sada had roughed up an unarmed bound man.
It was dead of night. Nobody was around.
“Virat Sir..aap theek hain? Gaal par laga hain..Dard ho raha hain?”
“Haan…thoda laga hain. Shoulder bhi shayad…” He left it at that. “Magar chinta mat karo. Tum theek ho? Bahut baar giri…chalte chalte..”
She shook her head. “Koi baat nahi, Virat Sir. Isse zyada to main GC main giri thi. Magar maine socha bhi nahi tha Shruti aisa kuchh karegi..”
He smiled bitterly. “Jaise dikhta hain wo hota nahi hain Sai..Ab so jao. Kal ka suraj hamare liye kya lekar aaye, pata nahi..”
She whispered earnestly. Maybe it was her last chance to know. “Ab to bata dijiye na. Yeh Shruti…aur uske bachhe ka…aap se kya connection hain?”
“Someone is coming!”
The tent flap rustled with the cool draught. It was Shruti.
“Theek ho tum dono?” She fingered Virat’s cheek tenderly.“First aid ki zaroorat hain…” Another man came in with a first aid box. Shruti dipped a ball of cotton in the antiseptic solution.
“Thoda STING karega…” Virat looked at her sharply at the emphasized word. She was trying to tell him something. Or was it his imagination?
“Ouch…” He grimaced in pain. She cleaned away the trickle of blood. The man stood with the first aid tray as she dabbed the wound further before dressing it up with gauze.
“Itna blood spill to kisi bhi SURGICAL procedure main hota haina…Doesn’t it STRIKE as odd to you?”
Another emphasized word. She was conveying something to both of them. A slow smile crept on Virat’s face. Then he remembered the guard.
“Ho gaya, Vahini? Ab chale? Bhau bula rahe the..Kal ki movement plan karni thi..” Shruti straightened up, handing the tray to the man.
“Ab so jao tum dono. Kya pata, KAL HO NA HO…!” She left soon, leaving behind two widely baffled and awake prisoners. The other man left soon after checking their hands and feet.
“Virat Sir..Kya aap bhi wahi soch rahe hain jo main…?”
“Ssssh Sai..Deewaron ke bhi kaan hote hain!” If what he had assumed was true, something was round the corner. And Shruti was in danger. Sada wouldn’t have hesitated to kill her. He mouthed silently to her. Be Prepared. It may happen any moment.
And it happened. Pandemonium ensued as the night erupted with staccato gunfire. Suddenly there was smoke all around. People ran out of their tents, coughing and rubbing their eyes. Wide glaring lights switched on and a masked person, burst into their tent. Sada. He aimed a gun at Virat.
“Dhokhebaaz…tumne kya samajha, mujhe kuchh pata nahi chalega? Aur main tumhe aise hi chhod dunga?”
“Sada…Meri baat sun..” Virat tried to stand up and Sada pushed him away. Virat, with his hands tied, landed haphazardedly on the hay. Sada was beyond all reason. “Khamosh! Sab pata chal gaya mujhe. Meri biwi par kya jadu chalaya tune. Teri taraf hogayi wo? Apne aap ko kya samajate ho tum? Koi superhero? James Bond? Mujhse meri sabse keemati cheez chheen li tumne. Meri Shruti…mera pyar..kya kasme khayi thi humne. Saath jeene marne ki. Sab bhool gayi wo. Aur tumne use kya wade kiye? Kanoon se bachane ka? Ya kuchh aur? Kya tum dono ek saath….”Spitting on the ground in disgust, he left the bitter part unsaid, but the implication was clear. “Ek zhatake main, usne sab kuchh bhuladiya. Hamari ladai, hamara lakshya..”
Sada paused for breath, consumed by an unnamed emotion apart from rage. His prisoners were beyond comprehension.
“Ek pal ke liye bhi yeh mat sochna ki main tumhe chhod dunga. Tumne mujhse mera pyaar cheen liya. Main bhi ab wahi karunga..Tumhe wo dard dunga jo maine feel kiya. Bas ab good bye bol do apni dil ki dhadkan se..” He moved the gun a fraction.
Sai looked in the barrel of the automatic and closed her eyes.
A shot rang out.
“Sai!!!” Virat yelled with all his worth.
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Must say everything is just fantastic.. The planning, order of incidents and most importantly the well meant dialogues!!! 💯
Reading this story is nothing less than a thriller or suspence filled movie... Loved the update!!!
Is Sai really dead.... And when did Shruti joined hands with IPS!!?!?
So many questions!!! please please please update soon!!!! Thank u for tagging tho🤗
OMG.. i am worried for Sai.
This update was so good. Lots of intrigue and nail biting. Please update sooner. 👍🏼
Hope Sai will be ok....Virat kinda deserves to be punished for everything that he did against the law. But not at the cost of harm to Sai :( she didn't do anything. She didn't know Shruti was a Naxalite and the only help she did was to allow her to see her child. Its not ok that Sai is in trouble too. 😢 Virat needs to apologize....
Ayyo. Is sai ok. Waiting eagerly for next update
Aiyaiyooo...Looks like you are a south Indian.
Read on..next episode main sab pata chal jayega.
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