DOSTI PYAR HAI

34

“I’m sorry aunty Meri wajh se dad ne apko” he was speaking with hiccups as he was still sobbing

“Shant hojao bacha, wo gusse main the isliye bol diya apko bhi pata hai wo apse bahut pyar karte hai, aap raat ko unse baat karna tab tak unka guusa bhi utar jayga, aur wo apki baat bhi sunnege”

“Wo bahut gussa hai aur baat bhi nai karenge”

“Bacha unko baat pata to chali hai par Puri baat nai chali pata uske liye unka reaction aisa tha aap jab unko Puri baat bataoge dekhna wo apke sath ek min ke liye bhi gussa nai Kar paynge”

“Sach main aisa hoga na, I love Dad so much, main unhe aise disappoint nai karna chahta tha”

“Bache wo Sachi main apse gussa nai Kar paynge jyada time dekh Lena, acha abi Chalo face wash kark aao dekho Kya shakal ho gayi hai mere handsome se Bache ki”

He smiled weakly.

She after making him comfortable left for her room and first thing she did was the wound she got while falling down as it was damn paining to her.

When she fell down she made her hands above so that she can be less harmed but in this her right hand got twisted and started paining.

It was late night, but Sidharth didn’t came back. She was wide awake and waiting for him. It was 4am and she heard the screeching sound of car. He entered in room all drunk. Not even able to stand properly.
She went near him to help, but

“Tum apni help Karo main khudki help Kar sakta hun”

“Sidharth aap bed pe chalke baithiye fir Jo karna hai kijiye pahle chaliye”

“Kitni baar bolun tumhe”

Next moment he passed out on her shoulder. It was way too much difficult for her to even carry him for two steps as the weight he was carrying. But with lots of difficulty she did which resulted in her hand which was twisted but she didn’t cared.

Two days passed Sidharth didn’t spoke to any one. Akhil tried to speak only to hear don’t speak to me. She was just observing as she was sure he is hurt and will be fine. In this one more day passed. The patience she was carrying were getting lost specially seeing Akhil who was crying when ever he was trying to speak.

It was night both were in room

“Sidharth muj apse baat karni hai”

“Sidharth main apse bol rahi hun”

“Sidharth for God sake hear me once, you are doing wrong with Akhil”

“You are no one to tell me what I have to do, you very well know this marriage is nothing but a deal”

“I vary well know this fact, apko muj ye yaad dilane ki jarurat nai hai, aur rahi baat bachon ki to main unke liye kabi bura nai sochungi ye apko ache se pata hai”

“Oohhoo woww, Akhil ki drugs wali baat main tumne Kya acha kiya bataogi, aur itni badi baat mujse chhupane ka bhi?”

“Sidharth main apko pura nai bata paungi kunki ye haq Akhil ka hai apko batane ka aur uss di wo apko batane aa raha tha”

“Itna sab hone ke baad wo batane aa raha tha”

“Sidharth apko andaza bhi hai wo already dara hua tha that you will stop speaking to him, you will be damn angry, still he gathered some courage and was about to tell you but what you did? Who beats their own young kids like you did? I know Akhil was at fault but what about you? The way you behaved was appropriate? Being father you have all rights to know but that doesn’t provide you right to beat your son. Agar haq ki baat karte ho na aap to uska side bhi sunno to pata chale uske Mann main kya Kya chal raha tha inn salon main. Muj pata hai main bhi fault pe hun muj apse nai chupana chahiye tha but uss waqt mere liye Akhil pahle tha”

“Akhil ka Nam leke khud ko cover up mat karo”

“Main cover up nai Kar rahi, Haan thi Meri bhi galti muj apko Bata dena chahiye tha par mere liye pahle Akhil ko ye vishwas dilana jaruri tha ki Jo uske sath hostle Jane de pahle hua hai wo firse nai hoga”

“Tumhare kahne ka Kya Matlab hai”

“Apko kabi ye khayal dimag main nai Aya ki Jo ladka apne baap se itna pyar karta hai ki wo usse ek din bhi dur nai rahna chahta usne achanak aise kaise bol Diya wo hostle jana chahta hai. Wo chhodiye ye tak nai aya ki itna chota ladka khudse kaise bol Raha hoga usse hostle Jana hai. Dimag thanda ho Jaye apka to ispe sochna. Aur haan ek baar apne bete ki puri baat sunn lijiye pata chal jayga, aur tension mat lijiye aghe se apke bachon pe koi haq nai rakhungi”

Saying so she left the room and went in Akhil’s room who again slept while crying. She slowly whipped his tears and kissed his forehead. She fall asleep there in half laying position.

It was Sunday evening and Sidharth was sitting in his study. When door knocked. And Akhil peeped in side the study. Sidharth saw him but turned his face to do work. Akhil went near him and sat on knees. He took his hands to kiss them but Sidharth withdrawn them.

“Papa”