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Daya had only slept for a while before waking up again. It was still nighttime and he was awake again. Abhijeet had fallen asleep because of the tiredness. He helplessly laid in his bed thinking how much of trouble he was now to his brother. He tried his best not to wake up Abhijeet and trouble him anymore, he kind of succeeded in it. Morning came felt like an eternity to Daya. He was frustrated, infuriated and angry on himself. Abhijeet woke up on his usual time. He was also looking upset because of the night. But he put on a mask of freshness on his face to show he was not bothered at all.
Abhijeet: chalo Daya mai nashta ready kr rha hun tum bhi a jao neechy...
Daya just nodded with his closed eyes. Abhijeet left.
Daya: Abhi mai janta hun tum humesha mera acha he chahty ho lekin meri ab bs ho gayi hai yaar... mai yeh sb or bardasht nhi kr skta... ab tum chahy jo marzi chaho mai wahi karun ga jo mai chahun ga... or mai mazeed takleef bardashat nhi kr skta...
He with difficulty completed his morning chores but it proved to be a quite heavy task. At the end he descended down the stairs on pure instinct as his vision was minimum.
At dining table both were eating breakfast but it was clearly seen that Daya was struggling with it. He was unable to figure out where the things were put. Abhijeet offered his help but Daya denied with "nhi theek hai I can manage"...
Abhijeet while drinking tea: Daya jaldi karo hummy hospital bhi jana hai...
Daya, who was already frustrated got angry and threw everything in his range: samajh nhi aata tumhy aik dafa mai... nhi karana mjhe koi treatment... na he mjhe kisi hospital jana hai...
Abhijeet also got angry and stood up: yeh kiya hr waqt ka tamasha lagaya hua hai tumny haan? Mai samjh akta hun tum takleef mai ho... Mai kuch keh nhi raha is ka matlab hr giz yeh nhi hai k tum aapy sy he bahar ho jao...
Daya shouting while standing: mai aapy sy bahar ho raha hun, mai... tum janty he kiya ho meri takleef k bary mai jo tum yeh sb bol rhy ho..? Tumhy kiya maloom hai k mai kis takleef sy dochar hun... tumhy maloom hai k kesa lagta hai jb banda kai dino sy soya na ho? Tumhy maloom hai k kesa lagta hai jb kuch khaya na ja raha ho halanky bhook sy bura hal ho? Kesa mehsoos hota hai jb sar dard sy phatny wala ho lekin usky liye koi dawai bhi nhi kha skty? Kiya janty ho tum meri takleef k bary mai? Maloom hai ki jb kuch dikh na raha ho to kesa mehsoos hota hai...? Kesa mehsoos hota hai jb aap rona chahty ho or aansu khushk ho chuky hon..? Kesa mehsoos hota hai jb apni he cheezon ko na dekh sako? Kesa lagta hai jb aap apny he ghar mai baghair sahary k chal na skty ho? Kesa lagta hai jis nokri mai apki jaan ho ussy aap chorny pr majboor ho jao? Kesa lagta hai... jb aap apny bhai pr... bojh... bojh... bn jao? (his voice chocked in his throat whilst Abhijeet just closed eyes in pain) maloom hai kesa lagta hai? Kesy keh skty ho tum k tum meri takleef samajh skty ho? Koi meri takleef nhi samjh skta... koi nhi... or na he koi mjhe is takleef sy azad kr skta...
Abhijeet's anger cooled down he sat Daya on dining chair, he kneel in front of him on floor: haan tum theek keh rhy ho mai tumhari takleef nhi samajh skta... lekin tu bhi meri takleef nhi samajh skta na...
Daya looked at him with red, sightless and tearless eyes, Abhijeet continued: tu bhi meri takleef nhi samjh skta... kesa mehsoos hota hai jb aap apny zindagi k sab sy ahem rishty ko takleef mai dekho or aap itny bebas ho k usky liye kuch na kr sako... yeh bebasi jo hoti hai na Daya yeh bari buri cheez hai... insan kuch krny k kabil nhi hota jb wo bebas hota hai... mai is waqt is qadar bebas hun k samjh nhi aata k kiya karun... agar mere bas mai hota na to yeh sari takleef mai apny sar ly leta ( Daya nodded in no) lekin kiya karun mai bebas hun... lekin mai itna bebas bhi nhi hun k tera ilaj na kara sakun... mai nhi chahta k aik zara si bhi umeed jo mjhe is bebasi sy nikal skti ho ussy mai apny hathon sy gawa dun... (grabbed his hands) or tu janta hai mai chahy tujhe teri takleef sy azad na kr sakun lekin sirf tu he hai jo mjhe meri bebasi sy azad kr skta hai... tere theek hony ki umeed dy kr... (Daya pressed his hands tightly) mai yeh umeed nhi khona chahta yaar... mai nhi dekh skta na tjhe takleef mai... mjhe takleef hoti hai yaar... tu chahta hai mujhe takleef ho? (Daya nodded in no) phir chaly ga na mere sath hospital?
Daya nodded in yes. Abhijeet: thank you so much... thank you so much...
Daya with his dull vision removed Abhijeet's tears with a smile: mjhe maloom hai tum ro rhy ho... or mjhe tum roty huye bilkul achy nhi lagty...
Abhijeet chuckled: acha tum yahin betho dus minute mai aaya...
Abhijeet cleaned the mess and came with Daya's breakfast. He fed him with his own hands this time. Daya also accepted it. They went for last session of Daya's treatment. This time also Daya sent Abhijeet to work saying he can come after taking a half day off. This time also he experienced various side effects which he tried to bore but still they were beyond his patience. Still he didn't say anything to anyone showing everything was fine but he was in high fever at the end. When Abhijeet came Rahul was trying to get his fever down using cold compresses as he couldn't give him any medicines without Dr. Farhan's consultation and Dr. was gone for a surgery.
Abhijeet: kiya hua Rahul? Achanak bukhar kesy ho gaya...
Rahul: hain to side effects he lekin mjhe esa lagta hai issy stress bhi tha warna halka bukhar hona normal hai lekin Daya ko bht zayada bukhar hai or iss ny bataya bhi nhi...
Abhijeet recalled mornings happenings and reached the conclusion that Daya might have thought to just bear it for Abhijeet's sake. He also told Rahul about it. After one hour Dr. Farhan came he prescribed him some mild medication and told them that's all they can do for now. They have to wait and see how things go now. Abhijeet brought Daya home as his fever a bit low now. Abhijeet continuously put cold strips on his forehead to bring his fever down.
Daya woke up in evening a little better than before. Abhijeet helped in having some of the soup he made earlier.
Days passed just like that, now Abhijeet was regularly going to Bureau while Daya avoided even going out and meet anyone this included his team members also. He was a total shut in now. His condition only worsened over time.
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Sightless
Fanfiction"It Is Not Miserable To Be Blind; It Is Miserable To Be Incapable Of Enduring Blindness." *DUO STORY* Fanfiction based upon the Indian crime show "CID"
