Hi Friends! Sorry for being late.My laptop is in service centre.So it's difficult to post new update.Hope you all understand reasons for delay.

Thank you for all love and support.Lots of love.

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The car rushed inside Maheshwari Residence, leaving a violent gust of wind behind.The guard stepped back in horror as the wind rose in sudden fury adding a fresh horror to the pleasant morning. Sameer and Naina found the outer door open and there was no trace of Nisha. Naina rushed inside and scanned the stair hall .She staggered, while Sameer set his arms around her ,to support her.

"NISHA!'' Naina yelled at top of her voice and finally to their delighted amazement they found the sun of their universe. Nisha climbed down the stairs with as much haste as she could, the sound of her flip flops stomping against the marble steps; echoing off the walls of the stair hall.

"Mummaa...Papaa'' Nisha squealed in utter joy,leaping onto them.Sameer lifted Nisha in his arms ,blood rushing to his arms and some of his worry and stress fell away.Nisha planted a kiss on his cheeks , flinging her arms around him.The sensation of having his child safe and smiling reminded him of his resolves of becoming a shield for his family. He has to find the impersonator's identity soon.

"Ramdhari! Guard ko bulao.Dono shift ka''. Sameer commanded ,putting Nisha back on ground.Nisha rushed off to Naina.Naina was feebly talking to Namrata's mother. Nisha rushed off to Naina and kissed her. "Mumma!Aap dar gayi thi kya?'' Nisha asked wiping Naina's forehead. Naina didn't reply instead clutched Nisha hard.Nisha could understand well now that her mother was tensed,for reasons unknown to her.She quietly sunk her head onto Naina's chest and listened to the erratic beatings of her mother's heart.She watched her father ,all in fury ,summoning two guards ,and angrily asking Ramdhari Bhaiya to call Namrata Didi. Why the cool morning has turned so storm like in few minutes.Was it something related to her?Her father angry,in temper,her mother nervous and worried?

"Sahab sach bol rahein hein uske pass identity card tha.Kisko apni naukri pyari nahin hai.'' The guard ,nervously,voiced.

"Kiske pass fake ID card bhi hoga to jaane doge? Mera Gharhai ki janwaron ka chidiyaghar? Koi bhi ata jaata rahega? '' Sameer barked enough loud that Nisha even shivered in fear.She has seen her father get angry but such temper,such fury?She looked at Naina.Naina was lost in her thoughts ,while the grip around Nisha was strong like iron.

"Sir!Aap ghabra kyun rahe hein?Kuch hua to nahin hai''.Another guard ,tried pacifying Sameer. Little did he know,he has touched the wrong wire at wrong time.

"Agar mere bache ko ek kharoch bhi aata to... tum dono ko main nahin chodta.Jaan le leta. Dafa ho jao mere nazar se.'' Sameer shouted.''Maaf kar dijiyega Sahib. ''The guards threw the words before rushing to resume positions.

"Bhaiya!Aap aa gaye? Kal raat..''Namrata's voice remained stuck in her throat as she tried gauging the scene.Ramdhari cowering in fear.Sameer scowling near the entrance door,Naina sitting,looking pale with Nisha clutched tight in her lap,her mother sitting quiet,worry etched clearly on her face.

"Bhaiya!Kya hua hai?''Namrata asked in a weak tone.She knew the matter was serious and definitely she would have to be victim of her esteemed Dean and loving Bhaiya's wrath today.

"Kya hua hai?Jab wo vaccine worker aya tha kahan thi tu?'' Sameer yelled at Namrata.Namrata immediately inspected Nisha from far. A scratch on Nisha ,and her Bhaiya would not care for anything in world.

Nisha is fine.Thank God.

"Wo main baat kar rahi thi phone pe.'' Namrata confessed and Sameer knew who she was talking to. "Bas phone pe sirf baatein hi kar aur TV pewo Johar ke movies. Thoda news bhi dekh leti.Ab Polio vaccination ka programme tha?'' Sameer inquired and Namrata wanted to smack herself badly.She didn't know about this .

"Wo..pata nahin Bhaiya.Dekha nahin.'' She answered meekly.

"Nahin tha programme.Phir bhi koi polio vaccine worker banke ghar ke andar aa chuka hai.'' Sameer said,as he plopped on the nearby chair.Ramdhari brought him a glass of water asking sorry for he was the one who opened the door.He too felt horrified to imagine if something had happened to the his choti memsahib ;Nisha.

"Sorry bhaiya..Maine dhyan nahin diya hai.'' Namrata trailed only to be interrupted "Haan!Dhyan kyun degi?Tere dhyan to bhatak rahi hai ''

"Sameer! Use kyun daant rahe ho? Namrata!Sameer ki taraf semein tumhe maafi mangti hun.'' Naina apologised and Namrata nodded that it was okay.She leaned to Naina's ears and whispered: "Yeh to tandav ka trailer hai.Film abhi baaki hai Bhabhi.''

"Sameer!Tum room mein jao aur apna report correction karo.Main aati hun.'' Naina nearly commanded.''Haan Papa ..aap gussa mat ho. Mein thik hoon.''Nisha's words relaxed him .He needed to clear his mind. In his possessive and protective temper, he has been extremely rude to Namrata.He regretted that it was not the first time.Every time he would shout at her,scold her he would immediately make a resolve not to hurt her again.But every time she ends up becoming the pawn of his fury. He also remembered how he had yelled at Naina ,a month before.He needed to manage his anger.Its better he channelizes his energy into some productive work.

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"Bhai!Bhasad ho gayi yahan.Wo budhiya tej nikli.Par wahan ekmast patakha bhi rehti hai.Ekdum totta hai. ''The boy informed on phone while the man on other side hummed.

"Tu saale wohi dekh..Mera patakha yahan phus ho gayihai.Iska matlab yeh Naina Agarwal aur wo Sameer Maheshwari apna ras leela karne gayab the...Mera shaq sahinikla. Chance miss ho gaya. Shit! ''The man howled in utter despair of his failure.

"Bhai!Aap kaho to wo choti patakha aur wo badi bomb dono ko kidnap kar lun.Apna apna maze le lenge.'' The boy lured only to hear 'Shut Up'from other side.

"Saala chep hai ek dum tu.Wo bomb aur patakha SameerMaheshwari ka apne hain.Naina Agarwal neus Maheshwari se shaadi karke lamba chalang laga di hai.Aur yeh Sudip ko sirf property ke paper chahiye.Koi bomb ya patakha nahin.Aur tu bhi yaad karle soch samajhkar kadam badhana. Wo Maheshwari ka bahut contacts hai...tujhe dhund lega to tera jaan lekar hi usko chain padega.Kidnapping ka idea chod aur next train se hi apne gaon wapas chala jaa.Wahin apna patakha dhund lena.'' Sudip hung off,banging the phone.He has to carefully plan his moves now.

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"Nisha se baat ho gayi?Koun aaya tha?" Sameer asked as he took a final look at the feedback form.A disturbed mind and reviews don' t really go well.He mentally noted.

"Na Sudip Na Vikram..Koi teesra tha.'' Naina informed.Sameer's relief was suddenly brought to a swift end.Panic gripped him as he gazed into the exhausted eyes of Naina.He decided to not let fear master the situation.He must master the situation instantly.

"Tum pareshan mat ho. Nisha ko kuch nahin hoga.Main hoon na.'' Sameer assured her taking her hands in his. "Ajeeb si feeling aa rahi hai..Khair chodo.'' She confessed.

"Tum Namrata se maafi maang lena.Bechari ko kitna suna diya.'' He heard her say as she closed her eyes and leaned her head on his chest.

"Tumhein bada pyaar aa raha hai uspe?'' He touched her cheek,with back of his hand.She tried replying,trying hard to ignore the smell of strong, spicy cologne.

"Nanad hai meri..pyar to aayega na.Uski kya galti? Aur tum yeh gussa ko control karna seekho.Itne saal hogaye aur yeh aadat ab tak nahin badla.Gusse mein wo ghatiya si bet lagai thi na? Aur us din mere pe gussa hoke chale bhi aaye,Nisha pe bhi gussa aur aaj Namrata pe.'' Naina lifted her head and tried studying the man she was holding to. Her man.

'Sorry.Please maaf kardo.'' He said into her ear and she hummed.

"Sameer!Mujhe pata hai ki pressure bahut jyada hai.Par aise gussa hone se matters solve nahin honge.Iss baar Almora aaoge to main tumhe ekachi jagah leke chalungi.Wahan kuch der rukoge to stress aur thakan chutki mein gayab ho jaayega.Aur sorry mujhe nahin Namrata ko bolna.'' She parted away from him and started shuffling the shopping bags.

"Thank God. Mujhe laga phir yeh galti ke liye mujhe chod dogi.''He said leaning against the table,wondering what was she searching so minutely.

"Iss baar nahin chodungi.Shirt ka sleeves down karo.'' While he was lost in his thoughts she nudged him."Kyun rolled sleeves ache nahin lag rahein hein?'' He asked,winking at her.She blushed over his tease."Jyada socho mat.Haath aage karo.'' She said, trying to keep straight face yet melting as his gaze lasted on her ; for longer than necessary.She peeled off the cellophane paper from a box.The lid flipped open.

"Kaisa laga?'' She asked with expectant voice securing the cuffs with a set of cufflinks. Her second gift to him in all the years they have come to know each other. After the handmade birthday card on his last birthday before the ugly bet incident surfaced years ago..she was gifting him a pair of cufflinks. She had noticed he didn't have any cufflinks.Most of times his sleeves were rolled up and during formal meets he put on blazers or just pulled down the sleeves securing them with cuff buttons. The time she spotted the cufflinks in the store, she knew she was buying them for the sophisticated look of her Dean Maheshwari.

"Its PERFECT.I loved it.Kab li?Kahan se li?'' He asked as he traced his fingers on the intricate designs of cufflinks.He quickly kissed them,making her remember the way he had quickly kissed her birthday card. The same glint in his eyes,the same happiness illuminating his face.

"Kal wo shopping complex se.Tumhari gift pending thi''

"To phir return gift nahin logi?'' The husky voice of his ringed in her ears . She wondered if her pounding pulse was going to drown out his words.His breath was warm ,tingling her to turn into his arms,which she finally did. "I love you..''The voice now turned to a whisper. When she looked into his eyes,she lost her breath.Then his mouth covered hers and his arms slipped around her waist.He leaned over her more and kissed her thoroughly.

Her insides were jelly,her desire; a hot flame that licked through her veins.She slid her hands along his upper arms,feeling his solid muscles.As she wrapped her arms around his neck ,she felt the lights of room seem dim.Thoughts spun away as they were lost in kisses.Passion blazed and need escalated ,and she knew she had to stop him.Yet she badly wanted more of his kisses,more of him...

She put her hands against his muscled chest,''Sameer'', She whispered ,tearing her lips from his,''I love.. you ".He looked down at her,and the desire that blazed in his dark gaze made her heart thud.He released his hold and she felt completely off balance.

"Tum Thik ho?Tabiyat thik hai tumhari?''He begun,concerned.

"Haan..woh''.She interrupted him. 'Chakkar''

"NAINA..NAINA..'' His shouts frantic while she involuntarily clutched his shirt before falling into abyss of darkness.

"Hosh mein aao Naina...Aankhein kholo.. Nisha Namrata Ramdhari...''His shouts died down as he concentrated on rocking Naina's head back and forth,trying to bring her to senses. Sameer looked around as he saw Nisha,Namrata,Namrata's mother ,Ramdhari all gathered around him.Very Serious,almost sour expressions on their faces.They all looked unhappy people.

The sun still shone through the open window but all he could see was his Naina , thrust hard into an universe of darkness. He felt himself feeling extremely anxious and disordered. A moment before she was all lively, admonishing him for being rude,gifting him, making him feel loved, and in a minute she was torn away from him by an unseen force.

"Sameer...Jaldi se use bed pe leta de aur doctor ko phone kar.'' He heard Namrata's mother say.It was then he realized he had to work now.Thoughtful ponderings would not bring her back into senses.Life is full of shocks,surprises and battles and he has to waddle through it..There is no escaping.

"Sameer! Naina ki kisi bhi tarah ki surgery hui thi?Koi accident ya phir trauma?'' The doctor asked after a careful and minute examination.

"Haan 4 mahine pehle accident hua tha.Brain surgery she had.Koi problem?''Sameer mumbled quietly,slightly afraid to see the stern expression on doctor's face.

"My fears were valid then.She has not recovered completely. ''The doctor declared,shifting in his chair and going for another round of checkup.

"But doctor to bole the sab normal hai.'' Sameer informed trying to remember the short conversation he had with the doctor in Almora.

"Physically she has but not emotionally. Her body is stressed. Tum bahar chalo kuch baat karni hai tumse.'' The doctor asked him while Sameer followed him immediately. He didn't want to leave from her side even for a second but he also knew he has responsibilities of her health now.

"Koi complications? Naina thik to hai na?'' He asked hesitated,fearing the disappointment in doctor's silence.

"She is fine and would recover soon.Fikr mat karo.Tumse ek sawal puchna tha.Thoda personal hai.'' The doctor slightly assured as he started with his questions.

"Shaadi ko kitne din huye?''

"1 month and some days.'' Sameer replied , quickly counting the days with fingertips.

The doctor asked , hesitating for a moment. "Have you both..I mean are you guys sexually active?''

"We have not consummated yet.'' Sameer's voice was firm as he threw a narrowed look at the doctor out of confusion and curiosity.

"Fine.She is now like a porcelain crockery''. The doctor took a deep breath and continued " I don't know the reasons but wo internally bahut weak hai. Take care of her and handle with care.'' Sameer looked at the floor in a very pensive mood as his thoughts centred around Naina.He remembered feeling her weight very light the previous night he had lifted her. He had not pondered over this in the conflagrating emotions of heat and passion. He felt several emotions coursing through him.The strongest of emotions was helplessness.

However he shifted his emotions and thoughts, refocusing on the doctor when he started to speak "Thank you doctor yeh advice ke liye.I will take care.Koi medicines ?Aur kuch suggestions?''

"Haan kuch vitamin supplements prescribe kar raha hoon.Dhyan rakhna ki she is not over stressed,much tensed and khana waqt pe khati hai.''The doctor's answer came quickly.

"Okay doctor.Naina ke hosh aane ke baad hum aapse milne clinic mein aa jayenge .I think aapko use bhi kuch kehna hai.''

"Bas thoda specific details chahiye thi surgery and all ke baare mein.Koi jaldi nahin.Let her rest enough.''The doctor's voice as low and evenly as was Sameer's.

"Good luck and Happy married Life. ''The doctor wished as he started out of the room.

"Thank you Joseph Uncle.Aap ko Prakash drop kardega hospital mein.''Sameer said and the doctor turned back ,smiling and assuring again that all will be fine.

"Papa !Mumma ko kya hua hai?''Nisha sat on Sameer's lap ;again repeating the question hoping her father's monotonous reply to change."Kuch nahin beta wo thak gayi hai isliye so gayi.''

Since half an hour or more,Sameer was juggling with anew responsibility of handling Nishaalong with his own emotions.The helpless cries of Nisha was making it all a complex mess for him.

"Mummma!Mumma! Please utho jao.Papa dekho...Mumma baat nahin kar rahi .'' Nisha cried laying her hand on the still arm of Naina. Her eyes ;now red with plentiful tears.

"Nisha! Mera bacha..aise rote nahin..Mumma bilkul thik hai.Injection lagi hai isliye so gayi hai.'' Sameer tried pacifying Nisha,swallowing hard and looking at Naina,who was lying unconscious;absolutely oblivious of the cries and fears.He wiped Nisha's tears and made her drink the water.

"Aap jagao na Mumma ko.Aap to Mumma ki best friend ho ..aappe gussa bhi nahin karegi..Papa!Please..Mujhe Mumma se baat karni hai.'' Nisha started again as she completed few sips.The previous memories of her mother on the hospital bed was already making her nauseous. No!She didn't want her mother again in that stinky environment again.

"Nisha! Mumma ko thoda rest karne dete hein.Phir wo khud jag jaayegi. ''Sameer continued seeing a glint of happiness in Nisha's eyes. ''Nisha aur Papa dono se baat karegi. Nisha quickly hugged him.''Sameer lovingly stroked her soft hair ,taking quick breaths. ''Mere Nisha to intelligent hai isliye wo apni Papa ki baat samajh gayihogi...Hai na?'' He asked ,and Nisha glanced sideways at Naina.She felt her fear subside as her father''s words made sense to her.

"Thik hai. Papa!Mumma jaldi baat karegi na?'' Sameer heard Nisha's muffled doubt.He clutched her wordlessly and several moments later ; saw her going away with Namrata.

Is it the law of life to come together only to go apart?

"Sameer!'' He heard Namrata's mother calling him;he was pulled out from his philosophical reverie.''Tum ek kaam karo.''

"Haan boliye.'' He was ready for the next suggestion in line.

"Naina ko bahut sweating ho rahi hai.Tum uss ki kapde badal lo..nightie to saath laayi hogi ,wohi pehna do.Andar ke kapde bhi nikal do.Room mein to sirf tum rahoge, usse better feel hoga.AC chala dena.Samajh gaye ?'' Sameer nodded and then it hit him how would he change her clothes?

"Mausi..matlab mein kaise..'' Sameer stammered and mothers can always read the minds.

"Tum pati ho uski..Haq hai.'' Namrata's mother went away,passing a reassuring smile and closing the door.Sameer got up,grabbed the cold water bottle and latched the door tight.

It now occurred to him that he has an important task at hand.It felt all strange. Though they had explored each other to an extent the previous night only but still he felt a bit lack of confidence.However over a month of their togetherness she has given him enough confidence to do anything and everything to her..she has subtly made him aware that he has every right over her.He would do it for her.He decided and walked to the bed .He stroked her hair.Memory after memory assailed him.He closed his eyes ,recalling each of memories associated with her.She flinched ,unconsciously and he saw sweat beads accumulating, trickling down her throat to insides of chest.

He quickly switched on the AC and wiped her sweat.Her dress seemed extremely uncomfortable to him even. He got up and opened the suitcase.Churidars,Kurtis,tops,sarees ..he frowned not seeing night wears. Didn't she bring them to Delhi? He had seen her in few night robes.Then the realization hit him.Did she expect him to bring her to her sasural ? A home filled with a loving mother in law,strict father in law ,caring brother in law, prankster sister in law...Perhaps he could never give her that feeling.

"I am sorry Naina.'' He whispered to himself before getting the idea to search for the shopping bags.May be she would have brought something for herself.He searched thoroughly and finally had a triumphant smile.He pulled out the cotton maxi.

Now a real challenge lay before him..how would he change?

He has to..Its necessary.

Determined to complete the task at hand successfully,like his other projects he moved to the bed.But soon realised projects and the current situation are not the same. Involuntarily, he leaned and planted a quick peck on her forehead.

He pulled her up from the bed and supported her frame onto his body .His hands worked on unzipping the zip of her dress. His fingers brushed against the bare skin of her back. He felt her slightly shiver though she was unconscious.He was amazed that her unconscious form was not immune to sensations of his touch.His situation was nothing better.The feel of her soft body against him and his accidental brushes of fingertips on her bare skin were making things difficult for him.He controlled all his urges and tried focusing on his work like a true gentleman.

After what seemed an eternity,the zip was open finally.He could not know if the zip line was long or was he taking it slow to unzip it.Taking off the dress from her body was another tough job.He stopped a bit and felt the room was illuminated too much.He placed her back on the bed carefully. Quickly drawing the curtains ,he switched off the lights.He threw a glance at the door, confirming that it was latched right and tight.

He slanted her slender frame onto his frame,to ease removing the dress. He carefully pulled out her hands from the tight sleeves.He could hear her steady heartbeats contrasting against the racing heartbeats of his.Now the only thing was left.To pull out the dress completely off her.He took a moment to ponder whether to wrap a towel around her or put the maxi over her before removing the discomforting fabric. He knew he had no courage to look at her only with her lingerie on.He might end up losing all his sanity and end up doing something crazy and improper completing forgetting that she is unconscious and weak inside.

Tightening all his desires and wandering emotions,he decided to make her wear the maxi. It seemed quite an easy task.Putting it over her head ,he slowly put her hands inside the short sleeves. He gently lifted her off him to pull down the maxi to full length. He made her lie back on the pillow .He got off the bed and in a swift pull the dress was lying crumpled on floor. He was content that his work was done to perfection.

Wait!Had n't Namrata's mother also asked to remove her undergarments. This seemed more of a daunting challenge than the former. He frowned.His work was not upto mark.She still had her chudidar pants on her and he knew the tight undergarments suffocating her assets.He climbed back to the bed and again pulled her back to him.

Lifting the maxi he reached for her bra hooks. In few seconds,he felt the hooks giving him a tough competition. Sameer Maheshwari was still amateur at so many things.This was perhaps one of them. He grinned at his own thoughts. Finally he won the competition with the hooks with lots of trial and error. Not to forget the brushes of his fingertips over her bare back time and again.He again pondered how to pull off the bra.But soon it dawned upon him that he has to again remove the maxi.He decided to leave the bra ;unhooked.She would feel less suffocated,he mentally assured himself. He looked at the chudidar pants. He knew it had similar mechanism like pyjama pants.He had to pull out the drawstrings only.Well it looked easy but would it be that easy when he would practically do it.

He lifted the maxi and reached for her drawstrings. The situation was freezing his thoughts.He could not think of anything but her.He whimpered at the thought that why she was unconscious?Damn.If she would have been conscious now and in best of her health he would have made love to her ..right then.He smacked himself for again wandering to his fantasies.

Carefully he tugged at the strings and dipped her fingers inside to loosen the pants at her waist.He was studying the hooks to unhook at her ankle ,he felt her legs jerk and move.He looked up at her.A whoosh of air exhaled from his lungs and relief washed over him .She was finally coming to senses.He quickly moved to her side and supported her head. Naina slightly opened her eyes.She tried making sense of the place.She was in their room.She caught a glimpse of drawn curtains of window,took in a deep breath and reached for Sameer's hand. He pulled her up to him as he rested himself against the head board of bed.She shifted and felt as though her chudidar pant was merely hanging from her hips.She was back to her complete senses now.She quickly looked at her.The kurti gone replaced with the newly brought maxi.Her fingers instinctively moved back,feeling the bra loose. It was unhooked.He searched her face for any sign of discomfort as he saw her scanning herself.

"Sameer'' She just whispered.Before he could frame any coherent words to say her, she was hugging him tightly.The need of compelling situation has brought them a step close in terms of physical proximity.Whatever has transpired in the minutes after she was knocked into world of absolute nothingness; was truly enticing. Her husband,her Sameer has truly touched her most intimately.She seemed to feel complete as his wife.

He was sure that she was extremely comfortable with his work and her hug is the testimony of her happiness that he did it for her.The sensation was gratifying. He had been in a more closer physical proximity with Varsha but the sensation he was feeling now was no where close to what people call climaxes.

His hands roamed over the fabric of her back.In a heating spur of moment, his hands dipped inside her maxi.She gasped as a tingle ran down her spine.His hands roamed around her bareback.He let his fingers linger on her soft skin and embraced her for a long moment.After several minutes in the wall clock, he parted from her reluctantly.

Chinning her up,he looked into her eyes as he said "Naina!Baaki ke kapde badal do.Sirf main hun.'' She nodded and he laid back on the head board supporting her. "Aankhein band karlo.'' She whispered as she saw him eyeing her with vulture like eyes.He smiled and planted a peck on her lips.''Tum change karlo,main kuch khane ko leke aata hun.'' He quickly climbed down the steps and helped himself with a glass of cold water but it did little to put off the fire ignited within.

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Sameer tried focusing on composing the notes of the new song.The sun was gradually setting off the limitless horizon of sky.He loved evenings.The evenings.for him, were beautiful sweet spots between the harsh occurences of the day and the dead darkness of night.So much had occurred in the day.He looked at the empty bed.Naina was comparatively better. Her illness could not confine her to the four cornered bed.As soon as she had felt better she was up and was busy with Nisha. His poor child..she was terrified of losing her mother again.

"Sameer Baba!Dewan kuch kehna chahta hai'' Ramdhari's meek yet clear voice brought him back to the tangible world.

"Hmm''

"Sahab!Jo insaan choti memsahib se milne aaya tha uska naam mujhe yaad hai.'' Dewan, the security guard whispered ,taking care the secret was between him and his master.

Sameer sighed ,''Koi fayda nahin.Fake identity hoga.''As if very sure about his Sir's reaction ,the guard quickly added "Nahin sahib.Maine pata lagaya insaan aur address dono sahihai.''

"WHAT?'' Sameer asked,utterly shocked.

"Ji sahab!Uska naam Paresh Dewan hai.Wo Safdarjung ki hospital se tha''The guard continued "Maine pata laga liya hai ki Paresh Dewan hospital mein hi hai.''

"Very good.Prakash ko bolo gadi nikale.Hum abhi uss kamine ko milne jaa rahein hein.''Sameer ordered as he dismissed both Ramdhari and guard.He opened his drawer and saw the licensed .38 pistol lying in the safe.A Russian Roulette would not hurt much.His eyes followed the rimmed,centre fire cartridge and images of smiling Nisha and Naina popped up.Naina's words about controlling his anger reverberated against his ear drums.He forced himself to shut the drawer and opened the wardrobe to change.

"Sameer! Yeh kapde badal ke kahan jaa rahe ho?'' Naina asked,surprised.He himself had informed her that for the day he had cancelled the meetings and any other work related stuffs.

Then what was this urgency?

"Agar mujhe lautne mein der hua to tum medicine khakar so jaana.Take care.'' Sameer said,quickly planting a kiss on her forehead.

"Arey par jaa kahan rahe ho? Main bhi chalti hun saath mein.''Naina's voice now determined to know the matter.

"Nahin.'' Sameer uttered.He knew the next question would be a hoarse 'Why' from her.He added; "Clear 2 reasons- Pehla tumhein rest ki zaroorat hai.Aur dusra tum Nisha ke pass rehna important hai.Phir kuch gadbad hoga to tum sambhal sakti ho.''

"Par tum jaa kahan rahe ho?''

"Safdarjung Hospital ''Sameer said before vanishing behind the door.''Hawa ka jhonka'' Naina chuckled and immediately dialled a familiar number.

"Hello Swati! Sorry tujhe disturb kiya.Munna ghar pe hai?''

"Naina!Tu thik to hai na?Munna ghar pe hain.'' Swati's concerned voice flowed through the phone as she sensed a sense of apprehensiveness in Naina's voice. She had just got the news from Munna that Naina had fainted.

Before Swati could probe further about her well being,Naina spoke immediately "Wo Sameer Safdarjung Hospital gaya hai.Tu please Munna ko wahan bhej de.''

"Sameer hospital gaya hai to Munna wahan jaake kya karega?"Swati asked ,completely confused.It would have been less surprising for her if it would have been about meeting Sameer in institution..but hospital?

"Wo sab tujhe baad mein bataungi..tu please Munna ko bhejde'' Naina requested.Putting a halt to her confusing thoughts,Swati quickly assured "Acha thik hai..Main Munna ko bhejti hun.Tu khayal rakh apni.''

Munna paced outside the Safdarjung hospital. Searching for glimpse of Sameer ,wondering why he was there,and why Sameer was going to be there.The waiting room was bathed in a soft glow.He took a deep breath,smelling the alcohol behind the cleanliness of the room.He waited,checking the ticking time on his watch.His head jerked towards the door when he saw Sameer entering followed by the guard Dewan.

Munna rushed off immediately and surprised Sameer looked at him. "Tu yahan kya kar rahahai?''

Munna cross questioned "Oye !Aisa kya ho gaya ki aise emergency se hospital aa gaya?Batana chahiye tha na?Bhabhi wahan pareshan ho rahi hai.''

"Wo sab tujhe baad mein bataunga.Ab chal ek khas aadmi se milna hai.''Sameer's words came out low and Munna knew it was a secret affair of night.He decided to probe his questions later and follow Sameer first.

Sameer quickly walked across to the reception counter. ''Paresh Dewan?'' Sameer demanded and the lady immediately bent down to check the records register.

"Sir! Upar se left room no.115.'' Her voice low yet sounding certain.She rolled her eyes as 3 young men rush to stairs without even saying her a thank you.She chuckled at the lack of etiquettes of educated people in race against time.

Sameer took quick strides and halted a bit as they reached the first floor.''Dewan!Ek hospital ke ward mein bharti hua admi mere ghar pe jasoosi kyun karega?'' He asked as his eyes travelled to the wards in the floor.

Dewan promptly replied "Sahab!Yeh Delhi sahar hai.Kuch bhi ho sakta hai.Yahan gunde mawali ko chod pagal bhi kam nahin hai.Mil lenge to shayad kuch pata chal jaayega.''

"Yaar Sameer!Teri yeh naya rishtedar koun tapak gaya?Wo bhi admitted? " Munna joked a bit as they looked for the room numbers.

"Rishtedaar bana nahin hai ab banega.''Sameer said with a firm determination to drill the creepy guy;in ways best known to him.

The more they walked through the corridor the rush trimmed.It didn't feel like a corridor of hospital rather a corridor to some haunted bungalow.The strong smell of disinfectant hit their nasal cavities,making them slightly dizzy.

Sameer's voice echoed inside the empty room of Room 115."Paresh Dewan tum ho? ''A man opened his eyes,feeling a bit weak in his legs.He pulled down the blanket from his body and quickly asked "Ji haan.Aap koun?''

"Mujhe nahin jaante?Mere ghar nakli polio vaccine worker banke aaye the..bhul gaye?'' Sameer took quick steps towards him.His fingers wasted no time in pulling the blanket off the person's body,tossing it to floor.

"Sahib!Ye wo Paresh Dewan nahin hai.''Dewan ,the guard immediately leaned onto Sameer's ears and whispered.

Puzzlement mixed with disbelief came out in Sameer's words."WHAT?Par tum to bole ki ..Kya Dewan?Main Tumhe CBI ki police wala lagta hun?Yahan se wahan bhagta rahunga? '' He stared at the patient on bed as the patient stared back at him.Sameer picked up the puddled blanket from floor and covered the patient on bed.

The patient slowly asked "Sahab!Aap log NGO se ho kya?Aap ke pass mere certificate,documents hein? Badi taklif mein hun.Koi naukri bhi nahin kar sakta ceritificate ke bagair.''

"Ye pagal aadmi! ..Sahab certificate dete hein rakhte nahin.''The guard frustratedly answered ,racking his brain where he went wrong in collecting the right information.

Munna stood leaning against the wall, watching the different emotions playing across Sameer's face.He had never seen Sameer so disturbed ,except in matters which involved Nanaji's health.He knew there was more to this hospital visit and he was yet to been lightened by his best friend about the complete matter.Whatever little he could gauge, he knew the matter was in deep waters."Sameer!Mujhe mamla bilkul gadbad lag rahi hai.Lagta hai ghee ke liye ungli tedhi nahi pura dibba katna padega.''

"Hmm.Sahi hai yaar. Paresh!Tumhare koi ristedaar yahan dikhai nahin de rahe hein?Kahan hein sab?Aur NGO kya hai?'' Sameer asked ;checking the details scribbled on the clipboard ,that hung from the dowel of hospital bed.Paresh smiled with a wry face and stared up at ceiling.''Sahab!Accident ke baad koi puchta bhi nahin.Yahan par NGO walon ki kripa se pada hun.''

"Par certificates kise diye tha kya?'' Sameer asked ,going upto check if anyone was at the door or coming towards the room.He has to be extremely vigilant about every one related to Naina and Nisha from now.

Paresh's smile vanished as he turned over the pillow andstared at Sameer."Nahin sahab!Wohi NGO walon ke pass mere certificates hein.Kitni baar maang chukka hun lauta hi nahin rahe hein.''He paused and hesitated to reveal more of the matter.

"Arey yaar yeh NGO wale to bade kamine nikle.Waise aisa dhartiphad kaam karne wala NGO ka naam kya hai?''Munna asked , frustrated completely with the gruelling acts of cruelty against innocent people.The news papers were filling with such cases and sadly,the numbers are multiplying in manifolds.

Paresh refocused at the ceiling before muttering "TWO EAGLES NGO.''

"Hahha..Matlab ek eagle nahin do do eagle saamil hein aise ghatiya kaam mein?''Munna face palmed.His own humour could not even give him relief.Sameer quickly got alerted as he listened to the two clear words.''TWO EAGLES ..kahin suna suna sa lagta hai..Naina se..Nisha..Two Eagles ..Sharad..SUDIP!''

Instead of swinging back and forth between individual points of truth, each piece we learn should build upon another to bring us closer to the full truth.

(To be continued)

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