Sightless

Sightless 14

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Abhijeet came quite late at that night, it was 11 PM. Daya was waiting for him in the lounge, when he heard the door's unlocking sound he sat straight knowing his brother is home and he must have been tired.

Daya: Abhi tum a gaye... aj itna late ho gaye... (listen time on his new smart watch) 11 bj gaye hain...

Abhijeet tiredly sat beside him: haan aj ka case kafi lamba chala lekin mujrim akhir pakra he gaya...

Daya: acha chalo tum fresh ho jao phir khana khaty hain... maine bhi kuch nhi khaya hai...

Abhijeet: haan mai abhi aata hun phir aa k kuch bnata hun...

Daya: koi zarurat nhi hai... itni chot lagi hai hath mai kesy bnao gy khana... mai order kr raha hun khana tum bs fresh ho kr ao...

Abhijeet got surprised: tumhy kesy pata... (correcting) mtlb tumhy kyun lagta hai k mjhe chot lagi hai... kuch nhi hua hai mjhe...

Daya irritatingly: aankhon sy andha hua hun aqal sy nahi... mai kuch daikh nhi skta iska mtlb yeh nhi hai k tum mjh sy sb kuch chuppa skty ho... mjhe kuch dikhy ya na dikhy tumhara dard or takleef dikhta hai smjhe...

Abhijeet just looked at him: Sorry... (Daya turned his face towards him) (Abhijeet downed his head) aainda nhi hoga...

Daya: tumhary liye wahi acha hai... jao ab ja k fresh ho jao...

Abhijeet left.

Daya called Abhijeet's favorite restaurant and placed the order. He went inside kitchen and opened the cabinet door. He took out the first aid box and came to the dinning table. He had learned how to live with his disability, now he can move freely inside his house while he is also capable of doing couple of things. Later Abhijeet also got fresh and came for dinner. Daya softly took his hand and started doing Abhijeet's dressing. Abhijeet helped him with it. After dressing both were talking about the case when doorbell rang. Abhijeet opened the door and received the parcel. He set up the table and started to eat. Eating with an injured hand was difficult for him and Daya knew it.

Daya took a bite and forwarded it towards him, Abhijeet directed his hand towards his own mouth and took the bite gladly: aj mai khila deta hun tumhy...

Abhijeet: wah kiya khushnaseebi hai humari... humy Daya k hath sy khana khany ka mauka mil raha hai...

Daya angrily: ab kha rhy ho ya nahi...

Abhijeet: kha raha hun bhai... mai esy kesy yeh mauka hath sy jany dun...

Both had dinner and then a good night's sleep.

Morning

Abhijeet and Daya had the breakfast after which Abhijeet left. Daya came into his room and dialed Rahul's number through his smartphone.

Daya: call Rahul...

Dialer (English accent) : calling Rahul...

Call was attended after two rings.

Rahul: Hello

Daya: hi Rahul... kesy ho...?

Rahul: Daya mai theek tum sunao kesy ho?

Daya: jesa tha wesa he hun...

Rahul: acha choro... yeh btao itni subah subah call kyun ki hai...

Daya: mjhe tumsy or Dr. Farhan sy milna hai...

Rahul: kyun kiya hua koi problem hai kiya...?

Daya: issy bari problem kiya hogi k mai andha ho gaya hun?