Part 3

But Abhijeet couldn’t concentrate at all. The reason was his friend, Viren, who too lived in Pune and had also died 3 months back in a road mishap. Abhijeet and Viren were very good friends since college, both with highly sharp minds and strong determination. When they both graduated, everyone was sure that they both would join Police but unlike Abhijeet, Viren joined as a manager in a bank. This didn’t make much difference, they were still best friends and spent lot of time together but as Abhijeet’s skills fetched him more duties and responsibilities, he soon found less time for his friends. One day, Viren announced that he was transferred to Bhopal.
The news fell upon the 2 friends as thundering. What if not like before, but they were still together and could always spend time talking to each other while they were room-mates. But that wasn’t possible now. The friendship became distant and later extinct. Abhijeet received promotion and became very busy and soon forgot about the pain of departing from a dear friend but never forgot his friend.

7 years later, one day when Abhijeet was preparing to sleep after a whole day’s hard work, the door bell rang. He answered it to find Viren standing there. Abhijeet tried to contact Viren manier times but had always got a cold response. So now he wasn’t very excited but surely happy to see his old friend. Viren hugged his friend and said “Andar nahi bulayega kya? Itna gussa hai?”

Abhijeet smiled and let Viren in.

Viren – “Main jaanta hoon tu naraaz hai par main ky karta?”

None of them spoke for a while and then Viren continued – “Tu toh jaanta hai na yaar main bhi tere saath CID join karna chahta tha par phir ek din daddy ka phone aaya. Unki tabiyat bigadne lagi thi toh unhone mujhse kaha ki who chahte hain ki main uka business sambhaloin aur iske liye mujhe experienced hona zaroori hai. Is karan maine bank mein job ki. Bank mein khoob success mili par humesha tujhse jealoused tha kyunki chahe tere paas khoob paise na the par tu who kar raha tha jo tu karna chahta tha aur khush tha…
Bhopal mein kayi ameer aur ambitious log mile. Unke saath dosti kar lee par kabhi tere jaisa dost na mila. Main mehnat se kamata aur wohh sab enjoy karte; phir bhi maine kabhi kuch nahi kaha. Par 3 saal pehle unhone meri saari savings dhoke se apne naam kar leeaur bhaag gaye…
Us din dost teri yaad bahut aayi. Tab bhi himmat nahi hari. 3 saal jee – jaan laga kar mehnat kari. Pichle mahine suna ki jin chaaroin ne mujhe dhoke se loota tha, who chaaro mare gaye. Police ko pata chala ki unhone kayi logoin ko aise thaga tha aur shayad isiliye kisi ne unhein maar diya…
Abhijeet, sach kehta hoon dost, us din mann mein bade ajeeb khayal aaye. Lag raha tha ki un logoin ke saath reh kar kahin main bhi un sa na ho jaun.”

After saying all this, Viren started crying. Abhijeet hugged his friend and said “Paagal hai kya tu? Yeh tera hi toh ghar hai. Tu aaj bhi mera wahi sabse acha dost hai. Aaram se ruk yahan”

Viren smiled for a while but then got tensed again…Abhijeet noticed this
Abhijeet – “Arre..kya hua?”
Viren – “ Yaar main chah kar bhi yahan ruk nahi sakta?”
Abhijeet – “par kyu?”
Viren – “Pitaji ne agle mahine meri shaadi taya kar di hai.”

Abhijeet got really happy and congratulated him.

Abhijeet – “arre yeh toh khushkabari hai…itna dukhi kyu hai ismein?”
Viren – “Ismein khush hone ki kya baat hai? Jaise teri office mein duty lagti hai…waise hi ab meri laga karegi..par ghar mein!”
Abhijeet laughed loudly
Abhijeet – “Kaisi baat karta hai yaar? Chal bata bhabhi ka naam kya hai?”
Viren – “Tu jaanta toh hai. Daddy ki favourite bahu – Shruti”

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