Sachvi House:

The air crackled with laughter and the tantalizing aroma of samosas as the team gathered around the table. Purvi, their ever-reliable teammate, had arrived with a mountain of snacks, a welcome sight after their recent adventure.

Freddy (reaching for another one) : Purvi, Ye samosas nahi sukoon hain!They're the best.

He grabbed another one as others smiled at him, Pankaj stare at him with twinkling in his eyes as, chimed in.

Pankaj: Ah, agar Shreya yaha hoti to aur acha hota.Mujhe uske haath ke bane vada pav ki yaad aarahi hain. Kitne din hogaye wo khaye bina.

A gentle smile graced Sachin's lips as he chuckled with others grabbing their cup of tea in their hands nodding.

Sachin: Haa lekin iss waqt uska aaram karna zaruri hain warna wo yaha zaruri aati ready to join(raise his eyes picking samosa)in the fun with her delicious vada pav.

Tarika:(unable to contain her amusement, laughed)Aur Daya uske peeche peeche yaha aajata uska khayal rakhne.

As Tarika spoke, a faint blush crept up everyone's cheeks recollecting Daya odd behavior in the last week. Tarika caught Abhi's gaze fixed on her, his eyes flickering with a playful twinkle. He threw his head back, a deep, booming laugh escaping his lips.

Abhi (his voice laced with a hint of teasing): Hum wapas apne saath Daya ko hi leke aaye hain na?

Tarika : (giggling)Oh,Aise lagta hain ki wo Daya nahi Raghu hain jo apne mein mast rehta tha.

Tarika exclaimed pushing her chair back with laughter echoing through the room as others smiled at her comment.

Purvi : (Admiring)Kuch bhi ho, Daya sir ka confession was to die for, waha kya confess kiya.

Everyone turned to her as she dreamingly smiling, Sachin clear his throat as others looks at him.

Nikhil:(interrupting)Tarika, please (worried voice)Daya sir humare Daya Sir hain aur koi nahi.

Rajat: Haa Raghu wala chapter close karte hain warna pata nahi Daya sir ko aur kya kya jhelna padta.

Sachin : Par waha pyaar bohut mila hume.

Abhi :(rolling his eyes)Aur maar bhi(sachin looked at him)Bhul gaaye sachin Daya ne kis tarha se gussa kiya tha tumhe.

Tarika:(crossing her arms)Wo sab tumhare wajha se.

Rajat:(chukling)Lekin Abhijeet sir ne kis tarha se phasaya tha Sachin ko.

The team burst into another fit of laughter, their worry over Raghu momentarily forgotten. The warmth of their bond filled the room as they recounted the farewells, with Gyaan and Bala's desperate attempts to hold Daya back. For a moment, it seemed as if the echoes of their adventure lingered in the air, making their shared memories even more vivid.

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The morning sunlight, filtering through the dusty windowpanes, painted the small apartment in a warm, lazy glow. Abhijeet, bleary-eyed and still half-asleep, stumbled out of the bathroom, his head buzzing with the day's anticipation. Abhi called out Daya.

Abhi(thick and sleepy voice): Daya! Chai, please.

But only silence answered him. He emerged from the bathroom, pulling on his shirt, his gaze scanning the room.

Abhi : Daya? (he called again, this time louder, concern creeping into his voice)Kaha ho tum?

The apartment, usually bustling with Daya's animated chatter, felt strangely empty. An uneasy feeling settled in Abhijeet's gut as he looked around. The apartment, usually a mess of scattered books and half-eaten snacks, was oddly tidy. Where was Daya? He rushed to the bedroom, his heart pounding like a drum. The bed was neatly made, the sheets pulled back, as if no one had slept there.

Panic started to claw at the edges of his mind. He grabbed his phone, his fingers trembling as he dialed Daya's number. It rang, a shrill, insistent tone cutting through the quiet of the apartment. It went to voicemail.

Abhi : (whispered)Daya?

Abhi voice choked with dread. The phone slipped from his grasp, falling to the floor with a thud. A cold sweat broke out on Abhijeet's forehead. The thought of Daya being in trouble, alone, sent a jolt of fear through him. He rushed to the front door, fumbling with the lock, his mind racing with a million terrible possibilities and then he saw him.

Daya stood on the porch, holding a bunch of grocery bags, a baffled expression on his face.

Abhi :(glaring at him)Kaha chala gaya tha?

Abhijeet burst out, his words tinged with a mixture of relief and accusation.

Daya, taken aback by his friend's dramatic entry, blinked in confusion.

Daya:(confused)Kaha jaunga main? Ghar pe khane ko kuch nahi to kuch saman laane gaya tha.

Daya shrugged, his face unreadable. Abhijeet breath catching in his throat, lunged forward to take the bags from Daya's hands. He scanned the contents with a nervous eye, a sense of relief washing over him. It was just groceries.

Daya:(his eyebrows furrowed in concern)Boss, tum theek ho?

He noticed the way Abhijeet's hands were still trembling, the way he was breathing hard, and a wave of concern washed over him.

Abhi :(controlling his emotions mummbering) Aaj tak to saman laya nahi phir aaj ye alag cheeze kyu kar raha hain?

Abhijeet mumbled, his voice barely a whisper. Daya couldn't help but chuckle at his friend's nervous energy.

Daya: Abh Shreya ghar aayegi to uske banane ke liye saman ghar pe hona chaiye na? Sirf Maggie aur chai se kaam nahi chalega.

Daya winked at Abhi, his face glowing with a mischievous smile. Abhijeet turned, his gaze fixated on Daya's face. Something in the way Daya carried himself, the new confidence in his step, the glint in his eyes, was different. He saw the soft lover for Shreya - a side of Daya that was so new, so wonderfully unexpected.

A smirk played on Abhijeet's lips, but his heart felt heavy. The conversation he had overheard between Shreya and Daya echoed in his head.

Abhi : (mummering) Shreya ne abh tak haa nahi kaha.

Daya, sensing Abhijeet's unease, glared at him, his face a mix of irritation and annoyance.

Daya:(staring at him)Tum mere dost ho ya nahi?

Abhijeet sensed the irritation in Daya voice as he chuckled, his eyes twinkling with mischief.

Abhi : Main Shreya ka bhai hu aur wahi rahunga.

Abhi retorted, leaning back against the wall. Daya, shaking his head in exasperation, turned to the kitchen. He set about making tea, his mind preoccupied with Shreya's words. He could still hear her voice, soft and hesitant, "I don't know about this"

Abhijeet watched him, a wave of bittersweet emotions swirling within him. He knew that Daya loved her, but he also knew that Shreya had her own boundaries set now. He could only hope that Daya's love, pure and unwavering, would be enough to win her heart.

Abhi : (twilint his tounge, whispering to himself)Tum dono ke ruthne maane mein main budha hojaunga.

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The air hung thick with anticipation, the usual banter and chatter replaced by a hushed silence. The fluorescent lights cast an almost theatrical glow on the gathered team, their eyes fixed on the two figures standing center stage: Daya and Shreya.

The living room seemed to shrink around them with emphasizing the tension between the two.

Daya, usually the picture of calm confidence, was a nervous wreck. He fidgeted with his tie, his eyes flitting between Shreya's impassive face and the watchful eyes of the team.

Daya: Shreya,(his voice cracking slightly)Wo... wo... main...

Shreya, her arms crossed over her chest, met his gaze with a stoic expression.

Shreya: Batiye sir, aapko kya kehna tha?

Daya, noticing the distance in her tone, tried to find a foothold in her gaze. But the Shreya he saw before him was different, more guarded, more distant. He stole a quick glance at the team, hoping to find support, but they were cleverly concealing themselves, subtly moving around to avoid his gaze. Only Abhijeet remained, his eagle eyes glued to their exchange.

Daya:(stammered)Mujhe tumse kuch kehna tha.

Shreya:Aur kuch baki hain kehne ke liye?

Shreya retorted, her voice sharp and clipped with Daya, emboldened by her defiance, took a step closer, reaching for her hand.

Daya:Haa... (He paused, his voice softening) Bohut kuch baki hain aur iss baar main kuch ankaha nahi rakhna chatein.

Shreya recoiled instinctively, taking a step back. The team gasped, their whispers echoing in the silent room. Daya was caught off guard, his hand left dangling in mid-air.

Shreya:(cold voice & her gaze distant)Aapke chaein ne se abh kuch nahi hoga sir.

She tapped her eyes, a gesture that spoke volumes more than words.

Daya:(his brow furrowed with confusion)Shreya, tum aise ajeeb tarike se kyu baat jar rahi ho?

Shreya:Main to waisi hi kar rahi jaise aap karte hain.

Shreya responded, her tone dripping with sarcasm. She mirrored his own past behavior, highlighting the hypocrisy in his current approach. From the back of the room.

Abhijeet:(exclaimed)"Waha!

Abhi's voice bursting through the silence, tinged with amusement. The team erupted in a chorus of barely contained laughter.

Daya turned to Abhijeet, then back to Shreya, a sudden realization dawning on his face. He ran a hand through his hair, the weight of the situation pressing down on him.

Daya:(nodding)Sahi hain(his voice subdued)Maine tumhara dil dhukaya mauka to tumhe bhi milna chaiye. But this time, I am not going to play games. I need to be honest, I need to tell you how I feel.

Shreya:(shaking her head)Sorry sir, par dil dhukhane ka department aapka hain.

Her voice was filled with a bitterness that cut through the room as Daya immediately retorted, a determined glint in his eyes.

Day: Aur dil jodne ka bhi.

Shreya was silent, her piercing gaze meeting his. The room held its breath, anticipating her next words. Daya, undeterred, took another step towards her, the distance between them shrinking with each stride.

Daya: (wihspered)Shreya,(his eyes filled with sincerity)"Tumhara har ilzam, tumhara har gussa, har narazgi, har baat ke liye tayar hu main lekin iss baat ke liye nahi ki abh humara rishta aage nahi bad sakta."

Shreya:(murmured)Sir..

Daya:"I love you, Shreya," Daya confessed, his heart pounding in his chest.

The weight of his confession hung heavy in the air, a tangible force that seemed to stop time itself. Shreya was frozen, stunned into silence. The team, their mouths agape, were speechless. Even Abhijeet, who usually had a witty quip or sarcastic remark ready, was struck speechless.

From the whispers of the room, a low murmur of approval arose, as if a collective sigh of relief filled the room. The tension finally dissolved, replaced by a warmth that spread through the room, a feeling of hope and acceptance. It felt like the beginning of a new chapter, a chapter filled with love, acceptance, and maybe even a little bit of chaos. After all, that's what made the team, and their lives, so utterly captivating.

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The bustling CID office was abuzz with chatter, the usual playful banter echoing through the hallways. But Daya was anything but carefree as Daya, the ever-so-serious officer, surprises everyone with his romantic routine. Every day, he walks into the office with a single, crimson rose, handing it to a Shreya.The team can't help but chuckle and giggle at the sight.

Abhijeet:(tapping Daya on the back, a mischievous twinkle in his eyes)Daya, kya baat hain?Shreya ko itne saare roses de diye jaa raha hain uske ghar garden banane ka irada hain kya?

Freddy: (chuckling)yeh love story ab to full-fledged drama ban gaya hain.

Pankaj: Haa, sir

Salunkhe: Kabhi dekha hain aise love bird officer ko?

Daya catches their teasing glances but throws them a tight smile, trying to hide his nervousness.

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A hushed, tense atmosphere hangs over the abandoned warehouse. The air is thick with the smell of dust, dampness, and the faint scent of fear. Daya and Abhijeet, on a mission to rescue Shreya, stand at the warehouse door, their faces grim. The city is under threat from a ruthless drug kingpin, and Shreya, who had been investigating the cartel, has been held captive.

Abhi :(whispered)Daya, (his voice heavy with concern)Shreya safe rehne wali hai, tension mat le.

Daya:Par woh... woh.. (his voice choked with anxiety)Agar uske saath kuchh hua, toh main apne aapko maaf nahi kar payunga!

Abhijeet :(patting his shoulder reassuringly)Hum dono milke Shreya ko nikalenge.

A shadow flickers across the warehouse doorway, revealing two burly goons guarding the entrance.

Goon : Boss (whispers)CID officer aaye hain.

Boss: Aayenge toh dekhlenge.

Goon(sardonic laugh):Wo cid wale hain unke liye iss city ko bachana zyaada important hain, CID officer ki jaan se bhi zyada.

The tense silence is shattered by the sound of shattering wood. Daya, with his signature determination, breaks through the door, his eyes searching frantically for Shreya. A hail of bullets whizzes past him, and he fires back, pushing the goons back. He finds Shreya, her eyes wide with fear and relief, and pulls her close, shielding her from the gunfire. As he carries her out of the warehouse, his gaze locks with hers. Their eyes meet in a silent, unspoken understanding.

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The city breathes a sigh of relief, the danger averted. Back at the CID office, Daya lies in his room, talking to Shreya on the phone. His face is flushed, his heart thumping with happiness.

Daya: Shreya(he murmurs, voice soft as silk)I am so, so, so happy!

Shreya:Main bhi, sir(her voice a sweet melody in his ears)

Daya:(whispers, his voice catching with excitement.)Toh, woh bolo jo tumne mujhse breaue mein kaha tha)

Shreya: (teases)Kya kaha tha? As her voice laced with playful mischief.

Daya:(sits up, his face a picture of nervousness and excitement)Shreya, 'Main senior hoon tumhara, aur abh... (blushing) boyfriend bhi!'

Shreya laughs softly, her face buried under the pillow, and Daya's laughter fills the room, echoing the joy of their newfound love.

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Days later, the team is huddled together, strategizing for an upcoming case. Daya walks in, his demeanour a mix of relief and giddy happiness.

Abhi :(eyebrows raised in amusement)Kaha tha tu?

Daya:(smiles sleepishly)Wo... Bas, aise hi.. kaam mein tha.(glancing around) Wo sab chhodo... kya discussion chal raha hai?

Abhi : (grins)CID pe documentary banne wali hain (pointing towards ACP's cabin)Dekh waha koi documentary maker hain.

Daya looks up, his eyes widening in surprise. He sees a woman talking to ACP, her face a mix of professionalism and excitement. He takes a deep breath, his heart pounding with unexpected excitement.

With a smile, he strides towards the woman as she walk out of the room along with Acp and stopped infront Daya.

As Daya's eyes met the woman's, his heart skipped a beat. He felt a familiar tug, a strange sense of déjà vu. He couldn't shake the feeling that he knew her, that their paths had crossed before. He walked towards the woman, his eyes locked on hers, and with a deep breath, he wrapped his arms around her in a warm embrace.

The world seemed to fade away, the hum of the cameras, the chatter of the crew, everything ceased to exist as Daya held her close. Shocked gasps filled the air as everyone in the CID office stared on in disbelief.

As Daya and Priya share a smile, it becomes clear that this story is far from over. It's just the beginning of a new chapter in their lives, filled with adventure, and the thrill.

Shreya was shocked witnessing them as Abhi felt at a new girl entering Daya's life.

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Abhijeet's Flat

The living room is decorated with balloons and streamers, but the atmosphere is tense. Abhijeet sits on the couch, fiddling with his phone. Daya walks in, a plate of pastries in his hand.

Daya:(Smiling brightly, placing the plate on the coffee table) Abhijeet, kya kar rahe ho? Aaj to khush hone chahiye na? Tumhari sagai hone wali hain.

Abhijeet:(Looking up, a frown on his face) Mujhe kuch nahi pata Daya. Humne decide kiya tha hum dono saath mein shaadi karenge to abh ye alag-alag sagai ka kya matlab hain?

Daya:(Patting Abhijeet's shoulder) Boss, shaadi saath hi karenge,bas sagai alag alag ho rahi hain. Shreya ki family inn sab manti hain mummy ka dil rakhna hogana.

Abhijeet:(Scoffs) Mujhe ye sab kuch theek nahi lag raha hai Daya.

Daya:(smiles) Kya theek nahi Boss? Sab to bilkul sahi jaa raha hain. Tum khamakha tension le rahe ho. (Pushes Abhijeet playfully) Waise bhi, main hu na? Main sambhal lunga tumhe. Tum bas dhulhe wale nakhre batao, baki main dekhlunga.

Abhijeet felt wired but nodded seeing Daya happy twinkling eyes.

Abhijeet: Theek hain, abh tu itna keh raha hain to theek hain.

Daya gives Abhijeet a reassuring smile before heading towards the bedroom.

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Engagement Day:

Shreya sits by the vanity, getting ready for the engagement ceremony in her room. She's adorned in a beautiful ghagra, and her eyes sparkle with a mixture of excitement and nervousness.

A gentle knock on the door makes her heart jump.

Shreya:(Turning towards the door with a smile) Aaiye!

Daya enters, looking dashing in his sherwani. He takes in the sight of Shreya and can't help but feel a rush of emotion.

Daya:(Taking a step closer, his voice almost a whisper) Itni khoobsurat lag rahi ho ki dil karta hain tumhe sabke samne se churake leke jaao.

Shreya: (Blushing, her eyes falling to her lap) Kisne roka hain aapko?

Daya: (chuckling) Roka to kisi ne nahi lekin kya sach mein main tumhare kareeb ajao?

Shreya smiles, lowering her head, as Daya takes her hand gently. He places soft kisses on her hand, then her shoulder, then her neck. Her eyes flutter closed as she feels his rough lips against her soft skin. Daya cups her face with his hand, his eyes locked on hers. He leans in, his lips brushing against hers.

Daya:(whispering into her ear as he moves closer) Aaj toh tumhari khushi ke liye kuch bhi karunga main.

The scene fades as Shreya's face erupts with a radiant smile.

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That concludes our teaser and promo! I hope you enjoyed it!

I'm looking for your feedback on the direction of this story. I feel like Daya will have to put in a lot of effort to win over Shreya's heart and love, especially after all she's been through. While Dareya will ultimately be together, I think a little bit of 'ruthna' (disagreement) and 'manana' (reconciliation) would make their journey even more compelling. What do you think?

Your comments and opinions are invaluable, also let me know which cover page you think is apt for the story! Let me know if you're on board with this new track, or if you have other ideas for how the story should unfold.

A huge thank you to each and every one of you, my silent readers, and those who leave amazing comments. Your support means the world to me. It fills me with so much gratitude!

I'm thrilled to be back writing about Dareya after a 5-6 year hiatus. This has always been my favorite story to tell, and I hope you've enjoyed it so far. I love you all!

Thank you from the bottom of my heart! Don't forget to check out the teaser video,cover page and leave your comments and views.

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