The Changed Equation (Short Stories)

2.2

Hearing the sound, everyone's heads turned in that direction, where Abir's limp body is lying on the floor...

The three new entries, shared a look of concern seeing him here and one pairs of eyes got wet but blinking her eyes she looked at other side...

Soon Abir's unconscious body is removed from there and celebrations started...

In other room after half an hour, Abir came back to his senses... The scene he witness some time ago is confusing him and due to this confusion his head is aching badly...

One of his colleague entered in...
"Thank God, you are awake... chalo jaldi se utho... Breaking news har channel ko bhejni hai... Jaldi se get back to work..."

"Konsi breaking news..."

"Arrey yaar vahi... Nishant Mishra is dead..."

"What..." One more shock...

"Tumhe kuchh nahi pata..."

"Nahi..."

"It's ok... I will do it myself, you take rest..."
The other person left the room...

"But mujhe sab pata karna hai..."
Following him he too exit the room, walking towards his department he saw that the TRIO has left from there, Abir looked for Chandan, he can help him to know everything because he is chatur chuha knowns everything about everyone, locating him Abir ran towards him...

"Chandan..."

"Yes Abir sir..."

"Chandan tum mujhe bata sakte ho ki jo log abhi aaye the voh kon hai..."

Chandan start laughing...
"Kya sir, usme se ek toh aapke pitaji hi the..."

"I know Chandan par voh yahaan kaise... I mean mere papa toh Delhi mein kaam karte hai... Toh fir yahan..."

"Sir aap bhi toh puri duniya ke liye Government office mein job karte ho par asliyat toh kuchh aur hai na..."

"Aur baaki do log..."

"Vishwambhar sir and Mishti ma'am... Vishwambhar sir toh peechhle 3 saalon se secret mission par the aur puri duniya ke liye gayab ho gye the... Indian army ne unhe dead bhi declare kar diya tha sab plan ka hissa tha... Ab ek achha bahana dekar unhe fir Jinda kar denge don't worry..."

"Aur Mishti..." Abir asked him...

"Sir it's Mishti ma'am for you aapse senior hain voh peechhe 2.5 saal se iss organization ka hissa hai..."

"What the hell voh mujhse bus 8 mahino se hi door thi toh 2.5 saal kahan se..."

"Matlab Mishti ma'am sach mein kamaal hain apne boyfriend ko bhi khabar nahi hone di... I should follow her foot steps..."

"What... How do you know about us"

"Sir sab mujhe chatur chuha aise hi nahi kehte and Mishti ma'am killed Nishant Mishra..."

"What... lekin voh toh usse pyaar karti thi na..."

"Sir aapko sach mein kuchh samajh nahi aa raha ya aap sab kuchh jaan kar anjaan ban rahe hai...
Anyways  mujhe aur bhi kaam hai... Good Evening"

Abir scratched his head because he is unable to digest this khichdi...

"Abir Yadav sir bula rahe hai..." One person summoning him left to his place...
Abir taking a deep breath went to meet him...

Pushing the knob of the door, he turned in and got shock seeing the trio standing with Yadav sir...
"Young man come in... Mehul ji aapka beta toh bahut hi talented... Hume isko bhi andar lena hi pada..."