“Director Sahab, ab to bata dijiye kon hai woh jinhone meri jaan bachai??” PM of India asked the Director of SPG Joseph D’Souza (JD)… “Sir he is one of the best SPG commandos… Naam hai Anubhav Singh… Also ‘fondly’ known as ‘The wounded tiger’” JD replied smiling and stressing the word ‘fondly’… “Aisa lagta hai aapne hi unhe ye naam diya hai…” PM asked looking at his smile… “Ji nahi Sir… Uske saathiyon ne use yeh naam diya hai… Aur usne apne saathiyon ko kabhi galat sabit hone nahi diya hai…” JD replied proudly… “Milna chahta hu mai aapke is jaanbaaz commando se…” PM said… “Sure Sir… I will arrange for it…” saying so JD left after saluting the PM…
“Anu, tum achanak? Na koi khabar, na kuch…” Maa said surprised at her son’s sudden arrival… “Hum aapko surprise dena chahte the…” he said hugging her… “Yeh humari zindagi ka sab se acha surprise hai…” Maa replied… “Kya baat hai Maa, aaj aap akeli hai ghar pe… Avni kaha hai??” he asked… “Anvi aaj apne papa ke saath ghumne gayi hai baher… woh sab chodo aur ja kar haath muh dho lo… bhook lagi hogi na?? Hum kuch garma garam banate hai…” Maa said… “Ji…” he said and got up to go freshen up… “Aur kya kya khana hai bata do abhi se… Waise kitne din ke liye aaye ho??” Maa asked reluctantly… He held her shoulders and looked into her eyes, “Humesha ke liye…” he replied… “Kya?? Mazak kar rahe ho?? Naukri chod di kya??” Maa asked worried… “Ji nahi Maa… Hume Lucknow ka DCP niyukt kiya gaya hai… Ab hum aapke paas hi rahenge…” he replied to which Maa hugged him happily…
“Hume nahi karna hai vivah… Aap samajhti kyu nahi Maa…” he said irritated… “Kar lijiye na Mamu shaadi…” little Avni said… “Aap bhi in sab ke saath mil gayi?? Soch lijiye… Humne vivah kar liya toh Mami aayengi… Fir aap Mamu ke saath time spend nahi kar paoge…” he tried to manipulate Avni… “Koi baat nahi… aapka baby aayega na toh hum uske saath khel lenge…” Avni replied innocently… He looked at her surprised while everybody else laughed at her statement… “Kisne sikhaya aapko ye sab??” he asked her… “Woh nani keh rahi thi… Mami aayengi toh chotu baby aayega… hume bhi toh koi chahiye na khelne ke liye…” she replied… “Agar chotu baby chahiye toh apni muma aur papa se mangiye… humare vivah ke piche kyu padi hai aap??” he asked… “Hume Mami bhi toh chahiye… Aur hume soch liye hai kaisi Mami chahiye…” she said proudly… “Acha… Aur kaisi Mami chahiye aapko??” he asked taking a sip of water from the glass… “Woh aa gayi humari Mami…” she said pointing to the door on her left… He turned his head still drinking the water… Looking at the person walking in, he spilled the water and coughed loudly… “Avni ne toh humare muh ki baat cheen li… Hume bhi yahi humari bahu chahiye…” Maa said excitedly…
“Dekhiye hum aapse vivah nahi karna chahte… Aap mana kar dijiye…” he said… “Hum mana nahi kar sakte Sir… Ammi ko hum wada kar chuke hai… Aap mana kar dijiye na…” she replied… “Hum bhi mana nahi kar sakte…” he said helplessly… “Toh ab kya kare Sir??” she asked… “Koi aur rasta hai humare paas??” he asked looking at her… She shook her head… “Toh chaliye fir… Sabko bata dete hai ke hum vivah ke liye tayyar hai…” he said as both walked out of the room…
“Bhaiyya… Aap pakka yeh shaadi karna chahte hai na??” KS asked… “Aisa kyu puch rahi hai??” he asked… “Kyunki hum jaante hai aapke dil mei koi aur hai… Aur aap aaj bhi use bhule nahi hai…” she replied… “Sahi kaha aapne… Hum aaj bhi unhe nahi bhula paaye hai… Har ek cheez aaj bhi hume yaad hai…” he said… Unknown to them, the would-be-bride had heard their conversation…
“Hum SI Hussain ki Maa hai… Kuch dino pehle humara beta ghar nahi lauta… Jab hum ne puchtach ki toh kisine hume sahi jawab nahi diya… Jab humne report likhani chahi toh hume pagal bata kar yaha kaid kar ke rakh diya…” a woman narrated her story between her sobs… He listened to her with utmost patience… Her plight had pricked his heart, but he remained calm on the exterior… “Aap ghabraiye mat… SI Hussain ke saath jo hua… uska pata hum laga kar rahenge… Aur jisne bhi aapke saath ye kiya hai… use toh hum chodenge nahi…” he promised her with determination in his eyes…
“Yeh aap kya kar rahi hai??” he asked removing her arms from around his neck… “Aapne pati ko gale laga rahe hai…” she replied innocently… “Dekhiye… Hum aapko pehle hi bata chuke hai humse koi umeed nahi rakhe aap…” he said turning away… She wrapped his arms around his torso, “Lekin hum toh apna patni hone ka hakk jatayenge…” she said… He quickly separated from her hold, “Humare beech pehle hi sab tay hua tha… Na humara aap par koi adhikar hoga na aapka hum par… toh aapko achanak kya ho gaya hai??” he asked… “Raat gayi baat gayi… Hume koi lena dena nahi kya tay hua tha usse… Hume toh apna hakk chahiye…” she said with a naughty smile… “Agar hum na de toh??” he asked… “Koi baat nahi… Hum khud le lenge…” she said with a mischievous glint in her eyes…
‘PM ke convoy pe hamla… Car mei hue blast ke karan hui Bharat ke Pradhan Mantri ki mrutyu!!’ The News reported said while he kept looking at the television screen, worried…
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The Wounded Tiger
Fanfiction'If you kick me when I am down, you better pray I don't get up' He was born to protect the frail and punish the miscreants...
