Naina drove back to her home with incredible speed which she was quite unaware of. Her knuckles turned white on the steering wheel. Her jaw muscles were quite visible as she kept on thinking about what Kabir had asked her. Her horn  became her anger's management tool for sometime. She kept on pressing it just like a person punches punching bag in anger and frustration.

She entered her room. Her eyes red with rage. Her hands sweaty ,her forehead creased with multiple lines

Uski himmat itni kaise bad gyi. Mujhe lga tha ki shayad vo mere Rajveer sir ho sakte hain... par mere Rajveer sir kabhi mera dil itna nahi dukhayenge. Vo nhi h mere Rajveer sir... vo bs ek nihayafi badtameez insan h...jiski muje shakal b nhi dekhni!

She looked at heaven's side, asking for forgiveness for comparing her God Rajveer with Kabir sharma. Her eyes continuously leaking the salty water which HE would have never liked to see in her eyes. A cool breeze turned the curtains and somehow pushed the photoframe resting on the study.

She looked at the source of voice and ran to make the photoframe stand properly. Caressing it lovingly, she apologised again.

Bhaiyya.. Rajveer sir... ab mujhse ye sab bardaash nhi hota.. main ab air nhi jee paungi aap dono ke bagair.. meri himmat tut rahi hai .. maa baba ki taklif ka kaaran bani hui hu.. na unhe sukoon de pa rahi hu.. na khud sukun me hu..

Wiping her tears,  her eyes travelled towards the idol of Lord Ganesha kept in the small temple created by her mother. She smiled painfully looking at HIM. She held the photoframe tightly, hugging it.

Taking a deep breathe in , she walked towards the lord Ganesha.

Mujhe pta hai... khaas dushmani hai apki mujse.. nibhaiye apni dushmani ...shauk se nibhaiye.. par Kisi ko itna bhi dard mat dijiye.. ki aankhon se aansu ke bajaiye khoon behne lage... aur kisi ko itna bhi mat daraiye ki dar lgna hi band ho jaye.

She slept while crying bitterly on her fate. Only the nights could make her feel at peace. And for that time only, she forgets all the pain,love, longing...

Kabir was still awake. He couldnt sleep. Her red eyes still shouting  in front of him. Her face still coming in front of him. Her eyes accusing him of giving immense pain. He could read something..something different.. something which he is unable to decipher.. but one thing he noticed was her persona,her body language changes  in his proximity.  But why? He also felt that her eyes  are asking him a lot of questions. Her eyes are showing and hiding something which he is unable to decode. As if her eyes are crying to be read and he feels suffocated for not being able to read them.

May I come in sir?
Naina asked Col. Khurana, while standing outside his cabin.

Yes plz captain.
She got an instant reply .

Sir, i hv appointed two police officers for Kabir Sharma's security. They will be in civil dress just to be on the safer side.
She informed her senior.

Good. Any progress?
He asked Naina.

No sir. We are working.
She replied hesitantly which didnt go unnoticed by her senior.

You want to say something capt?
He asked her, looking at her unusual demeanor.

Sir I... I...
She stuttered as she felt bad to out forward her words in front of him.

Hmm? Bolo ..
He prompted her further.

Sir I cannot do this.
She said in a single go.

What do you mean capt. Naina Singh Ahluwalia ?
He asked her a bit angrily and a bit disappointed.

Keeping her head hung low, she said,
Sir main.. is case par kaam nhi kar paungi.. please sir.. please ap mujhe koi bhi aur kam dedijiye.. chahe toh koi field work.. ya mera tranfer ap kisi border par krdijiye.. par please sir.. main is case pr kaam nhi kar paungi.

Officer looked at her perplexed, trying to read her but she has guarded herself quite well,  making everybody incapable of reading her.

Sighing, the officer incharge replied,
See Capt. as soldiers we dont have any right to back off from a mission. Its against our values. I would further say dont do that. It certainly leaves a bad mark in your record and once you do it,you would always think of backing off from unwanted n dangerous situations. You are a strong woman. Think about it Naina!

Thank you Mr. Sharma . Apki wajah se yaha ke bachhe ek acha jeevan jee pa rahe hai.. par aaj already koi kafi kuch dekar gya h. Toh aaj k liye aap kuch b khane ka order mat kijiye ya fr agr aapne kardia h toh aap usey kisi or anath ashram me bhijwa dijiye..
The caretaker of the place told Kabir.

Alright... pr khilone aur kitabe toh aap baat dengi naa?
He asked her to which she nodded in postive.

Kabir bhaiyaaa..???.. mujje lga ki aap aaoge hi nhi.
A small boy,aged 8 years, sitting on a wheelchair called Kabir.

Arey bhyi promise kia tha ... toh aunga hi... bs thoda late ho gya...

Aap aise hi krte ho... jao main apse baat nhi karunga.

Arey yar Anurag.. bs ek interview me fas gya tha... ek chota sa.. mota sa bacha tha... tere jaisa... usne kya pitayi ki kuch gungo ki... yee lattt... ye ghusaa... bs usse bat krte krte pta hi nhi chla ki kb itni der ho gyi.. sry yaar..
Kabir explained Anurag.

Pitayi ki?
Anurag asked with  curiosity filled voice.
Mujhe bhi strong banna hai..  kitna badaa tha vo baccha..vo didi ne b kya zor se mara tha.  didi ki tarah m b pitayi karunga gundo ki... kya pitayi ki thi unhone ....
Dhishum..dhishumm..
Anurag showed him some moves .

Tarini ne pitayi ki? Kiski??? Kabb,??
Kabir asked amazed.

Arey nhiiii... ek didi thi.. naam pta nhi..pr aaj jab.. Tarini didi mujhe bakery shop le ja rahi thi, tab kuch gundo ne didi ke sath badtamizi ki..

Tarini thik h na anurag??
Kabir got tensed listening to his words.

Arey ha bhaiya.. vo dusri didi ne kya pitayi ki sabki... 6 ladke the.. pta hai... ek dum  mote mote... chota bheem ke jaise... aur didi ne jo pitayi ki unki... bechare... ab tk ro rahe honge..
With this Anurag giggled.

Hmmmm. Toh ab main tumhara super hero nhi raha? Ab vo jagah kisi or ne leli?
He said showing fake sad face.

Arey nhi na bhaiya. . Ab mere pas bas ek super hero nhi.. blki do hain... ek aap  hai.... aur ek super heroine....
He said giggling.

Badmashh... chl main chalta hoon...

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