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Sharav's eyes were burning with rage and tears pooled his eyes. He just barged into his house, not minding about the anxious voices yelling at him from behind.
"Sharav.....just stop....you can't go ask them, just like that", Viren yelled from behind.
"Yes...Sharav...calm down....and we don't have any proofs that they're telling the truth", Daksh too yelled from the back. Listening to this Sharav instantly stopped in his path. He whirled towards them, whilst gritting his teeth.
"No parents...I mean it....no parents will ever fabricate about their child....and about this..... they lost their daughter, not to any accidents....but to child trafficking. That girl was their firstborn Daksh. What will they gain by lying to us? Money? If they needed money, they would have accomplished that way before.", explaining this he began striding towards his parents, whilst the other two trailing behind him.
"MR & MRS. AHUJA!!! COME OUT THIS INSTANT!!!!", Sharav yelled.
Hearing his shout, his parents came out rushing. They were stunned to see Viren and Daksh here.
"Sharav you here?? Come let's sit and talk!! Viren and Daksh how are you??", Sheela inquired the moment she saw them.
"I'm not here to sit and chat with you Mrs.Ahuja. I'm here to get answers for my questions", declared Sharav whilst gritting his teeth. Sensing his tone, Viren and Daksh stood by his side to calm him down.
"Sharav is the way you talk to your parents?", Rakesh queried Sharav, in a calm yet cold tone.
"Parents?? My parents died way back Mr.Ahuja when I came to know how they behaved towards my sister. I'm acknowledging the surname because you helped me with my education, providing me with some necessary pieces of stuff and I'm being grateful for that. Don't expect me to do all the obligations of a son. 'cause you don't deserve it", Sharav spat the statements on his father's face.
Rakesh was simmering with rage. And Sheela was trying to calm the situation. The boys held Sharav curbing him from victimizing anyone or himself.
"Then why are you here?", Sheela questioned him.
"As I told you before to get the answers for my questions", Sharav answered back.
"Ask whatever you want and don't waste my time with your silly questions", Rakesh let out in an annoyed tone.
"Believe me Mr.Ahuja, it ain't any silly question", Sharav shot back.
"Calm down Sharav", Viren told him in a noiseless means.
"Did you associate yourself with child trafficking? Did you kidnap anyone's daughter and sell that girl to your dealers for a huge amount? ", Sharav shot the questions at the couple.
For a second they turned pale on hearing this, which was seen by the boys. Comprising themselves, they questioned the boys with confidence.
"Don't tell me you believe all those things!!??", Rakesh feigned innocence, whilst the boys narrowed their eyes at him.
"Give me one reason not to believe them!!", Sharav countered back.
"It was a plot to pull us down. To degrade our name. Then Vinesh and Pranita cleared everything when they came to know that we didn't have anything to do with it. You can ask Viren's dadaji too. He also knew about this", Rakesh responded back with confidence oozing from his tone.
"So you mean to tell that you didn't do anything sort of this?", Sharav interrogated again.
"Yes!!"
"Let's see, whatever you said is true or not!!! If it's not true, then know that's gonna be the last day you devour your time in this mansion.", announcing this Sharav left the house, followed by Viren and Daksh.
The minute the three of them were out of sight, Rakesh sighed out loudly. "How did the boys get to know this??", Sheela asked in a trance.
"I'm thinking the same about it. Maybe it's the unknown number person who's doing this!!", he said.
"Yeah. Maybe!!", Sheela sighed.
"Ahh!! This is becoming a big problem for me. It's creating ruckus in my life. All these years of hardships, all will go in vain", he yelled and massaged his forehead to calm his throbbing head pain.
"Jogesh get me some alcohol, right now", Rakesh yelled, so that his servant can bring him to need.
"Even I'm gonna have a shot", mumbling this Sheela made herself comfortable.
They saw Jogesh coming with Bacardi 151, and the ever-loyal servant kept it on the table, before them. Jogesh was even asked to serve them. The couple started having their first-round and started turning tipsy. Why not the rum gets you high easily. Jogesh started serving them, whilst the couple kept on blabbering, without reckoning that they were shoveling their own grave.
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Viren Khanna
Sharav was still pissed, thinking about the happenings of the day. Now I understood why the mysterious person, asked us to take care of Sharav.
We reached the address, that the unknown person gave us. It was a clumsy little place, with people working around. But in all this, there was one house, which was small, yet looking good with neat surroundings.
It was the place we were supposed to go to. There was a small lawn, three chairs in them, and a girl of about 18 was learning something. The moment she saw us, she greeted us with a smile and questioned us. When we told her, we were to meet Mr & Mrs. Chabra, the girl acknowledged them to be her parents.
She escorted us to the living room of the 1BHK home. It was neat and good. We made ourselves comfortable with in the chairs. An old couple around the 50s greeted us and we introduced ourselves. We didn't know how to strike a conversation.
Then Sharav narrated everything we were facing now, whilst they understood our problem. "Sharav you should know, something about Ahujas. They're not like what they portray themselves to be. They're the most vicious persons we've come across". Saying this the old man started narrating his story.
How his daughter was kidnapped, how they begged with Ahujas to leave their daughter. How they saw their daughter being treated. How she was forced to inhale drugs. They even told the Ahujas whip the girl when she refused to take drugs.
Oh my God!! How cruel they can be? It's no big deal when they were treating their own daughter like that.
Tears were streaming from their eyes, whilst our visions moistened. I couldn't help but feel sorry for them.
"Once we left the place where we resided. But they tracked us down and kidnapped our daughter again. This time they traded her. We couldn't do anything. They had beaten us up, whilst they took our daughter in front of me. She was my firstborn. She's the one who made me father. She was just five years old at that time. But now, I don't know where my daughter is? I don't know whether she's alive or dead?"
Saying this they cried again, whilst we sat there shocked. Meaning that girl is as old as Preeti now if she's alive. Did they trade that girl? How worse could it get? I saw Sharav sitting without any emotions. Wiping his tears away, he kneeled in front of the couple.
"I'm so sorry for whatever they did. I'm really sorry", Sharav kept on saying while tears were streaming down his eyes. The couple held him up and brushed his tears.
"Why are you begging for forgiveness, when it's someone else's doing", the lady mumbled. Only if they knew.
"No. I should ask because I'm their son", he responded making them stunned. Daksh and I didn't know what to do. But we were surprised by their next actions.
The couple engulfed Sharav in a hug. "You're not like your parents' son", that's what they confessed. He entangled himself from the hug and narrated about Sara to them. They also wept on hearing this.
"Your parents don't deserve children like you, son", they confessed and kissed his forehead. I asked them about the girl who was learning outside.
"Oh see's our daughter too. She was also a victim of child trafficking but we saved her at the nick of the time. We then moved here about ten years ago. Since then she's with us", they responded glimpsing proudly at the girl. I smiled and bobbed in response.
"Can you tell us your first daughter's name?", I heard Daksh asking them.
"Her name was Niyati Chabra", the man replied. After thanking them, we went towards our car. Sharav was so fierce that he chose to break something. It took ample effort to control him. He wanted me to drive to his parents' house. When I refused, he instantly called a cab.
'What the hell man?' , I thought.
"Okay, we'll leave together there. I can't abandon you like this", meaning this I sat on the driver seat and we drove there. And the acting of Ahujas. I started hating them, the minute I came to know about Sara.
'How could they do this'.
My thoughts were interrupted when I found a hand sneaking my arms. I turned around to see, Akruti giving me a beautiful smile. Seeing her smile, I smiled promptly.
So we made our outing today. We needed to divert ourselves from the event. I saw Sharav lying flat on his back on the ground staring at the sky. I feel terrible for him. I wish someone could pass into his life to fix his gloomy self.
Then I turned around to see Nila and Daksh, talking with each other. She laughing at whatever Daksh was mumbling. I was feeling pleased and unhappy at the same time. One was with his girl and another dwelling in his own thoughts.
I looked down to catch a glimpse of My Happy Pill, but she was already peeking at me. She rested her head on my shoulders whilst encircling her hands around my arms, and I kept my palm on her hands. "What are you looking at? ", she inquired me.
"You". The instant I answered, she started blushing.
'She blushes quickly', I chuckled at my thinking.
"Hey, I'm serious. I'm staring at you only", I poked fun at her again, she playfully whacks my arm. She was about to hit me again when I yanked her on my lap. Her eyes went wide and I smirked in return. She huffed in answer. She wriggled and sat between my legs, whilst resting her back on my front.
I engulfed her in a hug and kissed her cheek from the back and whispered,
"Thanks for entering my life, happy pill".
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