Chapter 178

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'Rohit? Rohit Sippy?'
A woman's voice came across the line.

Rohit sat up.
'Who is this?'

'I'm calling from a shop, in Dubai Mall..'

'Yes?'
Rohit's heart began to race.

'Actually, we found a handbag, and a wallet in it, which has your number as the emergency contact.'

'What? Where?'
Rohit stood up, disbelief running through him.

'Apparently the owner dropped it for some reason..'

'Is there money in the wallet?'

'No, there's no cash, but a couple of cards are still here. One of those was a driving car license, belonging to a Dr. Sonakshi Rastogi. That's where I found your number. You are her..'

'Husband!'

'Alright! So I just wanted to inform you, so to get this bag to the rightful owner.'

'Please, can you give me details of your shop, and maybe the timings of when this bag was discovered? And do you see a phone inside it, perhaps?'

'Yes! There is a phone here, which is switched off..'

Oh, God..no wonder..

Rohit explained how Sonakshi had been missing for more than twenty four hours now.

'Oh! That is awful. I'll try and courier her things to you..'

'Yes, please! I would be grateful. Thankyou!'

Afrer writing down details on a paper, and giving his, Rohit cut the call, and picking up Arihaan, ran down the stairs.

'Papa! Papa!'

Naren had been on his phone, in the lounge.

'Kya hua, Rohit? Aise hawaiyan kyun urri hui hain tumhari?'

Rohit put down Arihaan in his rocker, and quickly relayed what had happened.

'Oh, God! That means Sonakshi's bag was left in a shop...'

'Or uss ka phone bhi ussi mein tha. Jiska matlab hai ke woh mujhse contact nahin kar sakti thi. Magar ek baat samajh mein nahin aayi..agar Sona ka samaan reh gaya kisi shop mein, to wapas lene kyun nahin gayi?'

'Han, or kisi or tareeqay se phone kyun nahin kiya? Kisi landline se, hotel se..'

'Papa! Usse phone numbers kahan yaad rehte hain? Sab phone mein stored hain uss ke..'

'Tumhara bhi nahin?'

'Right now, I'm not so sure..warna woh mujhe kisi tarha to batati, ke uss ka bag ghayab hua hai. And the lady said ke wallet mein paise nahin thay, magar cards thay kuch.'

'Rohit! Kahin aisa to nahin, ke uss ka handbag chori hogaya ho? Warna aise kaise bag bhool aayi?'

A shiver ran down Rohit's spine.

'Woh..woh kisi museebat mein to nahin hogi, Papa?'

'Meri to samajh mein nahin araha..'

'Papa! Mein apna Dubai ka ticket karata hun..wahan ja ke..'

'Uss se kya hoga? Jaise ke tumhare jaane se, answers wahin wait kar rahe hongay..'

'But..'

'No, Rohit! Think sensibly! I'll speak to the Commissioner..maybe he can get some information..shop ki information do mujhe..'

Rohit handed him the paper, his heart beating wildly in his chest, as Naren made the call.

Sona..kahan ho? Or kisi museebat mein to nahin ho? Kaise pata lagaun..

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