PART IV
The start of the journey……………filled with …………..thorns…………but canbuds bloom?
KN was fuming in anger, fisting himself and just beating the goons black and blue…
How can you leave her… ????
What if she goes to the police…Well!! I can handle but it will create problem with the HQ and media will trigger it and it will be apiece to munch for the opposite party.
Go search everywhere he shouted!
Chakor…I will not leave you little urchin. bring her tome!!! The audacity to ask in front of the media my age and about education…
There was a call from his party Head Quarters asking him if he watched the breaking News as a news strip was being played
The media house from which Kaushal had come was playing the strip below as to mention that Journalist and Cameraman Kaushal has gone missing. It was mentioned that he had been to Amarpura the famous politician Kamal Narayan’s constituency but went missing after the kite flying ceremony.
The HQ was asking where has he gone and that KN should find out as the media will blow the matter.
He kept his hands on his head and sat down…. Raam Sigh call the Inspector he shouted…
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The young boy on the other hand was angry… He could not understand but he felt weird.
How can she run away and why did she run away…. … he broke the things.
Raam Singh said she is mine. She should come back as papa promised to make her study!
He was going like mad around the bungalow when he found himself in the old shed…
He got vague remembrance of the baby and the smile, the way she sucked his finger……………and today the way she held his hands with that firmness…but did not hurt him, her hands were tender. Her eyes spark…. But how can she hold my hands…
Thumping he pushed around the hay as he could not control himself as he felt he is alone, not that she had interacted with him but now she is not in Amarpura too, unknown anger was building up.
He tripped and fell on the haystock. His hand landed on something small and hard. It was a small cassette… what’s this… suddenly KN called Raam Singh…. And few guys were running. He put that in his pocket and went towards the bungalow…
He stopped Raam Singh and asked… why did she run away???
KN came and said … You See Suraj…. , she asked to study but see she does not want to study so she ran away. She spoke in front of the media, so now the media will taunt me for not fulfilling the promise. But it is not my mistake na. Suraj looked at KN.
He could not understand anything but was angry and with a confused look went to his room. In a fit of fury changed his dress and just flung his trouser, which went high up on tothe attic.
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Dhrona and Keshav were just shocked on hearing the little girl.
Whaatt???
Yes I saw them killing that baiyya who was recording…the little girl was telling it very low..
That’s why Kaushal was not responding??? Keshav asked to himself.. his face was whitening…
They both looked at each other.
Whats your name asked Dhrona…. She is Chakor bhaiiya….. Let’stake her home.
The media persons were trying to locate that winner who was standing far away, who has not registered her name nor any no.
They were trying to come running when Dhrona quickly told Keshav to take Chakor away so as to avoid trouble. Keshav wait with her, I will be back he said and came after few minutes with his car.
Keshav covered Chakorwith his jacket and cap and took her to the side avoiding the media…
After few minutes Dhrona joined them and took her to his house…. Not realising that destiny was going to make him play the pivotal role like the Dhronacharya, the Coach Mentor of Arjun and Eklavya.
They set to go when they saw on TV in one of the shops playing that Breaking News!
They went by his car when Keshav told the happening at Amarpura and Chakor narrated what she saw and showed her stamp… and said hum Banduva hai, sirf hum nahi sab log hamara gaav mey Maalik ka hai. Chota Malik hamaraliye SabKuch aur woh gundagiri kartha hai..
Bhai can we go to the Police asked Keshav when Dhrona wentinto thinking mode….NO Keshav from the news channel and what you say and what Chakor says looks like KN is a very powerful person. And we don’t have any solid proof and the police wont give the childs testimony any weightage and her life is already in danger.. Lets think and act wise he said.
Haan Masterji Maalik is like god, he is everything to us….but he killed that Kaushal bhaiya…
Dhrona gathered information about Chakor and asked her how she knows marathoning.
Marrrathoning??? Woh kya hai… I run but don’t know this marathoning….
But Maasterji why cant we go to police, why will they not listen to me, I saw Maalik killing.
He looked at her through the rear view mirror and asked are you not scared? She said hum darthey nahi. Aur sach boleth hai… Baapu ki tharah
He smiled, good but power and money overrule baapu’s teaching sometimes… And for your voiceto be heard you must have name and fame.
Name and Fame but how…………………… she thought to hers….Can I not go to Amarpura the innocent child in her asked.
He said lets wait for some days as your life is in danger.
Hmmm she closed her eyes and slept as the car drove towards an unknown future…
Maalik killed….. my village people are suffering….. Name and fame…. So many thoughts was pounding the little head…
Hum Maalik ko chodengey nahi…… aur woh chota malik Suraj she smirked in her sleep.. gunda …
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The journey………….
Dhrona’s house
It was a small individual house at the outskirts of Jaipur witha big open ground. The young man in his late 30s lived with his wife Anjali. The couple loved each other as they were not blessed with a child which was indeed pondering them. But as the gentleman he is, he told her that they will be the child for each other. He had his own small coaching centre for marathoning and was called by the schools for training. A man of principles, driven by ethics. Keshav is a bachelor staying as a tenant in the upper room of Dhrona’s house. He wasvery attached to Anjali like his own sibling. Keshav was working in an event management and would do petty jobs as part time to pay for his living and studies.
Where are we going she asked? To your house said Dhrona …..he looked at her. They brought her home……
They reached the house when Anjali was doing her Pooja. An ardent Durga devotee….. She did the aarti when Chakor set her right foot in…
Anjali……. Coming the beautiful serene lady in her early 30s came with her arti plate. She saw Chakor and unknown tears… Whose child is this she asked??? Throwing her arms at her…
From today ours he said… Questioning look from her with a tint of tears too.
He quickly briefed about Chakor and all the more Anjali was tightening her grip around her. Jai mata di please is bachhi ko rakshakarna….
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The Party HQ was pounding KN to find about Kaushal…. The media was also asking where Kaushal is
Two days later……
The Headlines
The journalist Kaushal’s body was found in the forest area of Jhalana. The police had done the postmortem and have said that he had tripped and fallen into the forest and had died . His body had decomposed beyond recognition and was being brought to Jaipur for final rites.
No No No shouted Chakor… he was killed… I saw she cried….
It was not rocket science to understand that the evil KN has used his power and money to silence the statutory and the judiciary easily and gone scot free.
The evil laughed… Raam Singh see nobody can do anything tome…We need power. I will train Suraj to follow my foot step where is he Suraj.
Suraj came to KN haan papa!!! You need to study well and ensure you get marks above that Rahul who is the son of the opposite party…and also from now on start going around to collect the interest from our borrowers. He grew rough and rude but followed his own norms….. Suraj’s norm…. He built his own castle a bubble around him and with no one true to him as friend he was in his shell but only to please his father who did not care him as a son but wanted him as a pawn for his greed for money and power.
He grew rugged… He was always with his hayabusa and used to spend his loneliness at the shed.
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Six years rolled by…………………
The young girl grew into a beautiful 14 year adolescent girl…
She timed and raced in all the marathonings under the able guidance of the Dhrona under the number 501 (I get goosembumps when I mention 501).. She participated in the junior level races.
She would read out all the news about her village and Anjali ensured that she never missed her mai and stood by her during her private studies as her Guru Dhrona wanted her to Focus and Set her Goal to go back at the right time to Amarpura to meet the EVIL in his Den.
She was walking down the street after her marathoning practice when she saw few boys hitting one boy… She ran and stood looking into the eyes and said ruko why are you hitting… the three boys said move we want his chocolates….. the boy was crying when she quickly took the stones from the ground and hit them with the catapault………………….
The car came by…. Get in came the voice…. Why do you always get into trouble… do you remember you have your 10th exam at the high school. Yes Masterji…. I remember everything she said. I want to study,study computer designing and go back to my village to introduce new designs and improve the livelihood of my village people… Amarpura…. How will it be she said to herself….
The young handsome lad in his 18 was riding the hayabusa.
He looked from far away the boys beating and the girl hitting them while the crowd was watching….
He could not see her proper but said while all the whole crowd is watching why is she going to help… Is she Lokmathaa he said to himself… paagal ladki….
He brushed aside and rode to the high school where he had to write the pre board exam for the 12th.
On the way Rahul was therewith his friends who tried to stop Suraj as due to their father’s political enmity they had internal group feud. Suraj just pushed him with the bike and rode to the high school.
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That’s the guy….pointed his fingers to him…… just hurt him hard and kill him…………… the mob went inside the compound.
Suraj don’t copy said the invigilator….
He held the gun at his chest and said I you don’t allow me to copy and If I don’t pass this exam none pass…
She saw him from behind………………
Go go go maardho .
She covered her face with her dupatta
She pulled him aside towards the room…..
Applied the black colour on him…
Hey who are you…? He grabbed her …. It was dark… what the hell are you ….
She closed his mouth…Chup…..ekdum chup…… Gundagiri karthey hai thu??
He could not battle his eyelid as she pinned him to the wall ………………………… he was shocked………………
Come its ok shouted his friend…… she ran away………………..
Who is she??? How dare she held my hand and blackened my face….
But the hands was tender but firm…. An unknown feeling………..
Gundaa…. Why does he fight……….
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