Mohra

Part- 16

Happy Independence Day 🌼

(But, we are still fighting for basic freedoms, but yes, we are free to fight for our rights and for others. So, let's celebrate it,  kyunki bure log hai desh nhi,  aur na woh log the Jo Azad aur Surkshit Bharat hamesha se dekhte the aur hamare liye lad kar shaheed ho gaye bas kuch log unki shaheedi ka galat istemal kar rahe hai)

Be a good human and citizen✨

Continued...

"Yeh toh injection ka nishan hai.." Haseena mumbled, looking around the floor near the bed and in the dustbin. "Koi cotton aur packet toh hai nahi... matlab koi doctor nhi aaya tha. Phir hume... yeh nishan..(she observed, her brow furrowing in confusion), yeh  toh blood sample nikalne jaisa nishan hai, lagane jaisa nhi...." She trailed off, deep in thought, trying to recall what had happened just moments before, wondering when someone could have taken her blood.

"Hum room mein aaye uske baad..." Haseena mumbled, straining to remember. Suddenly, realization struck her. "Anubhav...!" she gasped in shock.

"Hume Anubhav dikhe the...aur woh hamara vaham nhi tha, yani sach mein Anubhav zinda hai...yani Dhruv hi Anubhav hai...par...(She let out a breath, her thoughts racing) DNA report....ek second Haseena, sab shuru se shuru karo...(She closed her eyes, trying to piece everything together from the start),

"Toh sabse pehle hume Satya..urff Vikrant mile jinhone woh hard disk hume di, uske baad Anubhav ka call, jinka kehna tha hamari jaan khatre mein hai kyunki unhe Maloom pad chuka tha ki hard disk hamare paas hai phir Meera ka goli chalana hum par, uske baad mission Behrupiya phir woh sab... sab sahi phir Anubhav bach kaise Gaye aur agar Anubhav zinda hai toh kya sach mein Dhruv aur Anubhav dono ek hi hai par DNA.... matlab woh bhi badal di gyi thi...!" Her eyes widened as the pieces started to fall into place, though the connections were becoming even more bewildering.

"Hello, haan suniye hamari baat.....

Meanwhile,

Vishwas somehow managed to bring Anubhav back home and carefully laid him on the bed as Anubhav fell unconscious after the call.

While Anubhav's mind remained active in his subconscious state, memories of the day he had called Haseena to warn her of the danger began flashing before him. A familiar mark on a hand stood out in his recollection.

"Ise marne se hamari problem sahi nhi hogi, balki iska zinda rehna hi sahi hai, hum istemal kar sakte hai iska..!" A male voice echoed in his mind.

"Par yeh hamare kisi kaam ka nhi hai, hume jo chahiye woh us Haseena Malik ke paas hai..!"  Anubhav heard a female voice, the same one that had orchestrated his kidnapping, mistaking him for Dhruv.

"Bas isliye tum dono aaj bhi itne bewakoof ho..!" A deep, commanding voice resonated in the room. Though Anubhav's eyes were closed and his mind submerged in a subconscious state, he could clearly discern that this man held authority over the others.

"Matlab boss?" The first man inquired.

"Matlab Mohra chahe kitna bhi kamzor kyu na ho, sahi se istemaal kiya jaye iska toh pure khel ko palat sakta hai.. Anubhav bhi hamare liye woh Mohra hai, abhi bhale hi hamare liye kisi kaam ka nhi hai par jaroorat padi toh Raja ko marega bhi aur khel jeetega bhi..!" The boss explained. As the words echoed in his mind, Anubhav suddenly heard someone calling his name, causing the flashbacks to blur and intertwine.

"Anu, tum thik ho na?" Anubhav heard the same familiar voice from his past and looked up to see the person speaking. Vishwas was standing there, smiling at him.