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"Seven years?" Baffled with the piece of information, he handed me with.
"Yes, seven years. It was seven years back, jab Sana apni ma ke sath Punjab mein rehti thi. Jaise ki ap sayad jante ho ki Sana aur Shehnaaz twins hai par Shehnaaz Sana se badi hai. Toh due to some complication, Sana weak thi compared to Shehnaaz. Toh yeh reason tha ki humne Sana ko yaha apne grandparents ke sath chod diya, kyuki mere parents usse buhot connected the. Aur unko ek source of happiness bhi mil gaya tha Sana ke roop mein," Mr Gill was sharing a glimpse of Sana's past.
"That was the moment jab Sana ke life mein Kullu aaya, aur hum se apni Sana chen li." His eyes were moist as recalling the past was giving him undefine pain.
I waited for him to continue but that pause was the end, he didn't completed after it. "Mai apse yeh baat kehna nahi chahta tha but Shehnaaz ki ma ne force kiya hai mujhe." He paused once again, hesitating to speak further. "Hum sayad apko selfish lage, par hum pe ek upkar kijiye." He folded his hand, and I was not able to witness it.
"Yeh, kya kar rahe ho uncle? Please don't do this," requesting him.
"Humko hamari Sana wapas la do... please..." His eyes pleading for his daughter. I was amazed to see the love a father had for a daugther.
"I will... uncle... I will," those words were not for him but for myself. I wanted to cure her, I wanted to be her cure.
Kal mujhse mohabbat ho na ho
Kal mujhko ijazat ho na ho
Toote dil ke tukde lekar
Tere darr pe hi reh jaaunga
Mmm…
"But I will need a help, mujhe uske past ki sab detail chahiye hogi."
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I followed Mr Gill upstairs, Raghav glanced at us and before Sara could turn he distracted her in some conversation. They were present in the hall, practising on some bollywood tunes. We entered in Mr Gill's room, there Mrs Gill was present. Lot's of diary were spread on the bedsheet, with some pictures of Sana.
Mrs Gill glanced at us with hope, for which Mr Gill gave her a node. "I will need to leave or anyone would doubt at us," excused himself.
"Thanks for helping us out." Whispered Mrs Gill not even peeping at me.
"That was the least I could do for Sana," turning myself at one of the pic of Sana. She had worn sunglasses while eating ice-cream. "This are the only memories left, which we can cherish." Losing herself in those memories.
"What had happened with her?" I inquired, Mrs Gill shrugged her shoulder.
"We don't know, we were least aware uske life mein kya chal raha tha. Woh thi hi asi, uski smile se andar ka dukh chupa dene wali. Mai uski ma ho kar samjh nahi payi ki woh andar hi andar se tooth rahi thi... uske paas hum sab hoke bhi koi nahi tha." She was weeping, I stepped towards her.
"Its fine," rubbing her shoulder.
"Bas yeh diary hai jise kuch samjh aata hai... par phir bhi..." she left it incomplete and wiped her tears. "Apko sayad yeh diary se kuch samjh aa jaye," she spoked pointing at the diary which was in center. I glanced at it, "ap read karo mai aati hu." She left as it was getting difficult for her to control the tears.
As the door was shut behind her, I made my step towards the bed. I took the diary in my hand, and opened the first page.
DIARY...
Kitna ajeeb hota hai na? Jab sab apse pyaar kare par phir bhi ap special someone ki attention wish kare. Woh toh ek baar bhi meri taraf nahi dekta aur puri girls ki tholi uske aas-paas padi rehti hai.
Woh buhot special hai, chahe woh meko notice kare ya na kare par mai hamesha uski attention lene ki try karungi. Meko all the best bolo dairy....
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What the hell! Not even once a name was mentioned! After all, who was the guy? Whom Sana was so crazy about? Those questions were triggering me up. In desperation, I turned the next page.
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Aaj uska birthday tha, yeh mujhe uske friend se malum hua. Woh kafi mysterious tha, but wahi quality usko sab se alag banati thi. Sabse popular banda tha woh hamre 'Youth high school' mein.
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Youth high school? How could it be possible? I used to study in the same school, did I miss her presence over there? Where did I even notice anyone? For me it was a route to escape from the grief of my dad. I needed an escape and a offer from Delhi University was the route. With each word my curiosity to know the past was increasing.
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Mai aana nahi chahti thi, aaj tak kabhi dadi aur dadu se kabhi dur nahi rahi. Par Papaji ne force kiya aur phir aana hi pada tha, maine toh soch bhi liya tha ki koi excuse dekar bhag jana hai maine tab yeh handsome aaya meri life mein. Mujhe aaj bhi yaad hai jab I had all decided with my escape plan and he spoiled it all.
Maine apna target bhi set kar diya tha, Mr Gautam pata nahi kya samjta tha apne ap ko? Dusre ke upar authority jamaye rehta tha. Apne ap ko senior bolta tha but apni insecurity ke karan juniors ko tang karta tha. Maine socha kyu na isko bali ka bakra banaya jaye? With that thought in mind, I came up with a plan.
Sach mein yaar, kya plan tha! I am proud of you Sana!
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"Kitni naugthy thi yaar yeh," having a conversation with myself and chuckling at my thoughts.
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Toh I intentionally bang into him, aur pura kana uske clothes par. He was fuming in anger and I knew that was going to trigger him up.
"Yeh ladki dekh kar nahi chal sakti kya?" Scowling at me.
"Arree... galati nahi hoti, kya insan se?" Faking anger, mai acting mein buhot achi hu.
"Insan hoti toh mafi magti na ki attitude dikhati."
"Tum samjhte ho kya apne apko? Attitude sirf tum dikha sakte ho? Senior sirf tum akele nahi ho jo attitude dikhaye phirte ho..."
"Just hold your tongue, and don't speak a word against me... or..." giving me a warning.
"Or what?" He had no idea what I was up to.
"Or?" He was on the verge to slap me, and I shut my eyes as a reflex action but not coming anything in return. I slowly opened my eyes and found, a tough guy standing in front of me.
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How was it possible? That tough guy was no one else than me. It's me!
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