Chapter 1:

The fluorescent lights of the Mumbai Police headquarters buzzed, casting harsh shadows across the cluttered desks. Daya, his brow furrowed in confusion, clenched the walkman in his hand stared out the window, his thoughts a jumbled mess. As the air hung thick with the scent of old paper and stale coffee, a familiar aroma that transported Daya back to 2012. 

He felt a strange tug at his heart, a shiver down his spine. His mind was a whirlpool of confusion, a jumbled mess of memories and a present that felt strangely unreal. He was back, back to the day Shreya had joined the team, a day he'd practically buried in the depths of his mind.

The familiar scent of old paper and stale coffee filled his senses, grounding him in this reality, a reality that felt so real for it to be a dream.

Daya:(thinking )2012... main toh 2020 mein Mandir mein tha, phir yaha kya chal raha hain? 

He muttered to himself, his brow furrowed in deep thought. His fingers instinctively reached for the walkman clutched in his hand, the familiar tune of Shreya's favourite song playing softly at the temple but now he dosent remember it, a jarring reminder of his predicament.

Daya:(thought to himself) kaunsa gaana tha?

Daya was lost in his inner turmoil, pacing around the office specially near Shreyas desk like a caged tiger. The team watched him with a mix of concern and bewilderment. Abhi, his face creased in confusion, finally spoke up, his voice laced with a hint of suspicion.

Abhi :(gazing daya) 'Aaj isse hua kya hain? Daya, aise kyun ghoom raha hain?

Daya, oblivious to the questioning stares, was busy hovering around Shreya, his eyes flitting from her face to the files she was meticulously sorting through. Shreya, still flushed from the day's work, was wrapping things up, picking up a file from Sachin.

Sachin: Shreya ye file...

Sachin words trailing off as Daya snatched the file from his hand surprising everyone left is gasp while Daya, his voice high-pitched and a tad frantic, interrupted him. 

Daya:Main kar deta hu na... wo...( He glanced at Abhi, a forced smile plastered on his face)Hum ek family hain na, hume sab ko kaam saath saath karna chaiye, right?

He tried to appear casual, patting the file in his hand, but his eyes were fixed on Abhi who was now walking towards him, a file in his hand. Daya's hand tightened around the file, his fingers gripping it white-knuckled. He had to stop this from happening. He had to change the course of events. Abhi, his grin a touch too wide, looked at Shreya. 

Abhi : Thanks alot Shreya, tum paper work smartly handle karti ho, warna ye file aaj complete hone se rahi. (his eyes met Daya's, a knowing twinkle in them)Sachin iss file ko review kar raha tha. 

Daya bit his lip, his entire body tense. Shreya, oblivious to the undercurrents of tension, gave a hesitant smile to Abhi, her gaze flitting from him to Daya and then to Sachin. The three of them exchanged a look, a silent communication that spoke volumes.

Shreya: Thankyou Sir...so now I am leaving for the day.Shreya announced, her voice calm and collected, as she moved towards her desk to collect her things. She was about to walk out when Daya suddenly snapped out of his daze.

Daya: I'll...

He stopped himself, his words catching in his throat as his eyes locked onto Shreya's.The tension in the room was palpable, the air thick with unspoken words, the weight of the past hanging heavy over him. Daya knew he had to act fast, he had to do something, anything to change the course of events. But what?

Daya suddenly jolted out of his daze. His voice, rough and urgent, sliced through the air approaching her.

Daya: (his eyes fixed on Shreya)I'll... I'll drop you home,Main chodeta hu tumhe,(daya gaze fell on his with confusion as he smiles scared) Main ussi taraf jaa raha hu

He blurted out glancing at shreya shocking everyone around confused and shocked. Abhi glanced around and then at Daya with annoyed expression while Daya put the his walkman in his pocket and looked at confused shreya.

Shreya:(hesitating and confused)Iski zarurath nahi hain sir, i can manage.

Daya: No..(jerks his head)I mean main aata hu tumhare saath.

Silence descended, heavier than the weight of the case files in Abhijeet's hand. Shreya, more than a little startled, looked at him with a mix of surprise and confusion. The rest of the team followed suit, eyebrows raised in disbelief.

Abhi: (stiffly)Daya. (Abhijeet voice was sharp as he glanced at Daya keenly)What are you doing? Tumhara kaam pending pada hain aur tum.... 

Abhijeet try to cover his own bewilderment as glaring at Daya but he wasn't paying attention and his only focus was to get close to shreya and figure out what is happening and how he should save her.

Daya: (thinking looking at confused shreya) Mujhe shreya se pyaar hua dheere dheere usse mujhse pyaar hua dheere dheere phir main waqt mein itne peeche kyu aaya? Kyu?

Daya, ignored him, his gaze still on Shreya. Abhi shook him by his shoulder as Daya jerked his head.

Daya: Boss, mujhe kuch baat karni hain Shreya se please.

Shreya, sensing something was off, just shook her head, but didn't decline but hesitated with thoughts lingering around her, first he hugged her, cried for her and now.Abhi stood in between Dareya as Daya stared at him.

Abhi : Phele mujhse baat kar..

Daya:(annoyed)Boss..

Abhi : Daya maine kaha bas..(he turned to team and Shreya)Shreya tum please jao and tum sab bhi aaj ke liye bas hain aage ka kaam kal karlena.

They all nodded with Shreya leaving glancing confused looks at Daya while he was staring at her with his heart beating fast for her. The team, still baffled by Daya's sudden change in behavior, turned to leave.

As soon as the door closed behind them after they left, Abhijeet spun around, his face etched with concern and surprised. 

Abhijeet: Ho kya gaaya hain tujhe? Haa? (his voice grave)Kaise behave kar rahe ho yaar?Ek senior hoke, work harassments ka naam suna hain? New joinee hain aur tum usske gale lag rahe ho aate hi.. ye kya baat hui?

Daya jerked his head with sighing, Abhi saw the desperation in Daya's eyes, realized this wasn't just some weird mood swing. Abhi held Daya by shoulder with concern and worry.

Abhi : Daya hua kya hain? Tu badla badla kyu lag raha hain?

Daya: Kyu ki main wo Daya nahi hu jisse iss waqt yaha rehna chaiye.

Abhi:(confused)Kya?

Daya:(took a sigh)Main 2012 ka Daya nahi hu.

Abhi:(smiled)Haa Main bhi 2012 ka nahi hu..(daya confusingly looked at him)kya hua? 2012 chalra hain to 2012 wale hi honge na hum and(jerks his head)kya 2012 koi sci-fic movie chal rahi hain kya yaar?Aisi ajeeb baatein kyu kar raha hain? 

Daya:(jolt his head)Abhijeet mera matlabh tha..(jerks his head)Chodo tumhe samjh nahi aayega,,

Abhi:(holding his hand)Aaj tak aise kabhi hua ki tune kuch samjhaya ho aur mujhe samjh mein na aaya ho?

Daya:Boss, Main 2020 se 2012 mein aaya hu. Main future se hu, maine time travel kiya hain.

Abhi was shocked as daya disclose the secret with Daya looking at him for his reaction. Abhi stood at his place with pause as Daya slowly touches him while he was about lose his balance and Daya held his hand.

Daya: Boss... tum theek ho?

Daya pulls a chair making him seat on chair and gets him a glass of water and offer it to him. Abhi suddenly start laughing loud as Daya stare at him.

Abhi : hahhahaha time travel hahha tune time travel kiya hain kyu? Bhai 2020 mein kuch nahi milta jo bhaishab 2012 mein shopping karne aagaye aur hahhaa aaye kaise  bus se, plane se ya train se?Haha..

Abhi was laughing with Daya sighed again understanding no one believed him, he pinched Abhijeet which made him scream in pain. Abhi glanced at Daya annoyed while pulling back his hand, his laughter shifted with scream of pain.

Daya: kaha tha tumhe yakeen nahi hoga, meri baatein tumhe lag nahi raha?

Abhi : (glanced at him for a while then smiles holding his head, sipping the water)time travel???(glopped the water under his throat) Past mein future se? (Abhi looks at Daya while he nodes)koi time travelling(still goofy mood)ka case aaya hain jo mujhe nahi pata?

Daya:(holding his head)Boss.. Isliye nahi bata raha tha, tum mera yakeen aise nahi karoge na?

Abhi : Daya hum CID officers hain tu hi soch, jo tu kehraha hain uspe kaise yakeen karu? Tu ajeeb baat kar raha hain yaar.

Daya hold his head and sit infornt of Abhi, He looks at Daya tensed face ad keep the glass of water aside taking a sigh.

Abhi : Acha ye bata kyu aaya?

Daya looked at him then was occupied with thinking, Abhijeet stared at him, his expression unreadable. He could only see the frantic worry in Daya's eyes, the desperation in his voice.

Daya: Kyu.. shayad shreya ko bachane..

Abhi :(confused)New joinee shreya?(Daya nodes)uska tumse kya lena dena and usko bachana matalbh??

Daya:(sighing)Abhijeet meri baat dhayan se suno, main 2020 mein tha, Mujhe pata hain cheee kaise hone wlai hain aur kya hoga aage...(he stammering)CID bohut sare ajeeb cases se guzar ne wala hain. Abhijeet shreya mere liye...

Abhi : (interrupting)Daya..mujhe lagata hain aaj teri tabiyat theek nahi hain.. tu aram karle hum kal baat karte hain. Kal bhi agar tu yahi mazak karega to tab hum sochenge kya karna hain.

A wave of disbelief washed over Abhijeet leaving daya restless and disappointed. Abhi chuckled, a humorless sound with mummering Daya words and placing a hand on Daya's shoulder while Daya pulled away, his frustration building. 

Daya:(stood up at his place)Maine kaha na tumse main sach keh raha hu. Main future se hu aur Main shreya se pyaar karta hu.

He blurted the last part out, the unexpected confession tumbling from his lips. Abhijeet, now genuinely shocked, just stared at Daya.

Abhi: Kya??

Daya: (nodding)Haa maine ek baar bohut der kardi thi iss baar nahi karna chata isliye mujhe shreya se bata karna zaruri hain.Please samjho.

Abhi was shocked with daya blabbering as he try to leave the place but Abhi hold his hand stopping him.

Abhi : Kaha jaa raha hain?

Daya: Shreya ke pass...

Abhi : Kya kahoge usse yahi ki tum 2020 se usse bachane aaye ho? Huh? kaun yakeen karega tumhara? Yaha mujhe yakeen nahi hora hain to ussne to aaj hi join kiya hain hume. Waha jaake pyaar, time travel sab khaoge to usse lagega uska breue ke senior officer pagal hogaya hain.

Daya : To kya karu haath pe haath rakhke bhetha rahu?

Abhi : Daya bakwas band karo aur ye socho ki tum jo kehrahe ho wo sach bhi ho to yakeen kaise karu, Hum cid officers hain hum evidence pe kaam karte hain. Hain tumhare pass aisa koi evdience jisse mujhe iss baat pe yakeen ho?

Daya: (nodding)Abhijeet, tumhe yakeen karna hoga, mere dost nahi bhai ho tum..(Abhi leaves his hand thinking while Daya recollects few cases from 2012)Boss, July 13, 2012 ko ek case mein Tarika khatere mein hogi... Phir CId ke officer ki jaan pe ban aayegi,..Vineet new joinee, Rajat aur Shimata bhabhi..matlabh Freddy ki wife(jolt his eyes as Abhi was stunned to hear him)Yaha tak ki tum..(daya looks at him and become silent recollecting the case of Abhijeet ka intekam)

Abhi : Main kya???Aur kya keh rahe ho? Ye sare cases..

Daya:Abhijeet main yaha aaya hu to main isse rok sakta hu, ye sab badlunga main bas mera yakeen karo. I am sure(pull out the walkman )Ye walkman se mera time travel related hain.

Abhi : Isse?

Daya: Haa ispe main gaana sun raha tha tabhi main yaha aaya.. aur..

Abhi : Kaunsa gaana aur Daya (hold his head)mera sher chakra raha hain please yaar kal bata karte hain.. Jo tum kehrahe ho wo practically possible nahi hain.

Abhijeet snapped, his patience wearing thin as daya looked at him with holding his hand.

Daya: Boss, ye shreya ka hain tumne suna tha usne kaha tha uske pass bhi ek aise hi walkman hain. 

Abhi :Same company ke walkman hazaoro hote hain. 

Daya, his voice trembling with frustration, pressed on as he still denied to belie on Daya words.

Abhi : Daya jab tak tu mujhe yakeen nahi dilata tab tak main teri baat nahi sunne wala.

Daya: Par Abhijeet, Ye sach hain please yakeen karo..(Daya brush his finger through his hair)kaise yakeen dilau tumhe abh?

Abhi :(sighed, his voice weary)Agar tune sach mein waqt mein peeche aaya hain to mujhe sahi se bata ki kyu aaya hain? Matlabh agar shreya ko bachana tha jaise tune bataya to tujhe uss waqt jaana chaiye jab shreya khatre mein thi. iss waqt itne saal phele kyu aaya?

Daya: Iska jawab to main bhi dhund raha hu boss.

His voice trailed off, leaving a heavy silence as Abhi looked at daya confused face. The questions hung in the air, unanswered, echoing Daya's own confusion. How had he come back? Why had he come back?

Suddenly, the phone rang, pulling them from their thoughts. It was Tarika. Abhijeet smiled at her name as he looked at daya patting his shoulder.

Abhi : Tu ghar jaa, aaram kar hum kal baat karte hain. 

Abhijeet voice edged with concern, trying to avoid their intense discussion. He took the call, turning away from Daya.

Daya:(try talking)Abhijeet, I....

Daya voice fading as Abhijeet didn't  turn back to look, his focus on the call.

Daya stared at him, a feeling of helplessness settling over him. He had tried his best to make him believe, to save Shreya. But Abhijeet was still skeptical. His heart ached with a worry he couldn't articulate. The clock ticked, the silent seconds stretching into an eternity. He looked at the door, then back at Abhijeet, who was still engrossed in the conversation. He was alone. The past, present, and future were a swirling vortex of confusion and fear.

Daya looked at the walkman in his hand and try playing the song but it didn't worked, he wondered why its not working as he glanced at the exit door and back at Abhijeet.

Daya: Sorry boss, iss waqt mujhe tume yakeen dilane se zayada ye jaana hain ki main yaha kyu aaya aur uska jawab mujhe shreya se milke hi pata lag sakta hain.

Daya slowly sneaked away while Abhijeet was busy in call with tarika. 

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Daya sat in his car in the late-night chill, a stark contrast to the vibrant, bustling city of Mumbai of 2012, the familiar city but yet a strange place, the buildings a little shorter, thr advertisements a little less dazzling. The radio chirped with old Bollywood hits, a time capsule of his past.

2020 most of the things have changed the radio was place by  you tube, wire headphone taken place by ear pods, banners were replaced by digital ads.

Daya: Ek hi sawal jiska koi jawab nahi hain. Main yaha kaise aaya.. (hits his head on the streaing)lekin main yaha aagaya hu to main aaya kaise ye sochne ke bajaye ye sochna chaiye ki shreya se baat kaise karu, kaise kahu usske ki main uska Daya sir hu... (recollects Abhi words)agar wo bhi Boss ki tarha mera vishwas nahi karegi to?

His hands gripping the steering wheel tightly. The image of Shreya, his love, his life, her face while dying etched with pain, flashed before his eyes - the moment he'd lost her, the moment that triggered this incomprehensible journey back in time.

He looked outside the car widow up to her apartment building, the same one he'd known, the one where he'd once shared fleeting glimpses of smiles with her, the place where he left after her engagement. He couldn't find the words to utter. 

Abhijeet had warned him: 'She won't understand. She'll think you're crazy.' But how could he explain? How could he tell her he'd come from a future where their lives had crumbled, where they have fallen in love and then she was gone, leaving him lost and alone?

He sank into his seat, his head resting against the leather, his eyes closed. He could almost hear her laughter, the sound of her footsteps.

And there she was, just like he remembered. Shreya, in that same blue top, her hair cascading down her back, her headphones on, lost in her music, stepping out of the house lawn.

Daya felt a pang in his chest. He longed to reach out, to run towards her, to scream, "It's me! Daya! It's the future!' He knew that she wouldn't understand, that his words would only make her fear him. Still, he found himself reaching for his phone, an impulsive decision made in a heart clouded with desperate longing dialing her number which he remembered like nursery rhymes.

He dialed her number with hesitation to click on the call button, he glanced at her she was walking around the footpath. He clicked on the call button but his call went unanswered. He kept watching her as she strolled across the sidewalk, humming along to the music in her walkman. The world seemed to slow down around them, he smiled adoring the shreya she was before she was in love with him. 

He slowly followed her, maintaining a distance, desperate for any sign of connection. She stopped at a busy crossroads, waiting for the signal, completely oblivious to the looming danger - a massive signboard, threatening to fall.

Daya saw it just in time. It was as if he was driven by an unseen force. He ran, pushing through the crowd, reaching Shreya in a flash.

'Shreya!' he cried, pulling her back just as the sign board came crashing down with a deafening roar.

Her headphones fell away, her eyes widening in disbelief and surprise. She looked at Daya who held her by waist falling beside her, her face a mix of shock and confusion. His own heart was pounding, a mixture of relief and worry as both kept looking at each other eye. Shreya was confused and suprised looking at Daya expressions. He reached out and touched her shoulder, pulling her up, his words tumbling out in a rush.

Daya: Shreya,tum theek ho? Tumhe lagi to nahi.. 

His words, his desperate plea, his intensity, only confused her further. He felt the panic rising within him. He immediately wrapped his arms around her, wanting to hold on to her, wanting to tell her everything, to beg her to understand.

Shreya : Sir a..a.aap ye kya kar rahe ho?

She stammered, pulling back from his embrace, her gaze filled with apprehension. He held he hands with his grip tightened, his eyes searching hers for a glimmer of recognition, a spark of understanding. He could see the fear, the confusion, the unease swirling in her eyes. She looked at the fallen signboard, then back at him, her face a mask of disbelief.

Daya:  (shut his eyes)thank god!

Shreya:(tiring to pull herself back, mumbled)Sir, thankyou for saving me par please aap mujhe uncomfortable feel karwa rahe hain sir, please..

He looked at her sensing her feared eyes he took a back step as she clenched her hands looking around and picked up her headphones. 

Shreya :(clenching the walkman, hesitating)Aa..aapp yaha kya kar rahe ho?

Daya: (looks around)wo..

Shreya :(staring at him)Aap mera peecha kar rahe hain?

Daya looks at her with her eyes filled with confusion and anxiety as he bite his lips.

Daya:(thinking)Jaldh hi soch warna ye sach mein tujhe pe harassments ka case na karde.

Shreya:(glaring at him)Daya sir...

Daya :(smirks as she takes a back step while he stop smiling)Main yaha(point towards the road)jaa raha tha. Tumhe dekha board dekha rukgaya wo girne wala tha to yaha aagaya tumhe bachane ke liye aur tum(he glares at her while she had confuse face)I mean tumhe mujhe thankyou khena chaiye na?

Daya blubber out in one go as without taking a breathe while shreya was standing across him confused as he faked a smile at her again. 

Shreya:(confused)Maine Thankyou kaha tha sir.

Daya:(confused chuckled)ohh kaha tha..ok then great. Tumne thankyou kaha baat khatam, tumhe main yaha kya kar rahu ye kyu jaana hain? (she sigh as he take a step closer to her)Tumhe mujhe pasand karti ho?

Shreya :What?

Daya:As a senior.. tumhara senior.. wo junior senior ko pasand karte hain usually to us way mein.

Shreya : No sir.. main aapko pasand nahi karti(he looks at her)Not as senior not as anything. Please aap ye bata samjh jaaye.

Daya stood at his place glancing at her, her words pinching his heart as she takes a deep breathe to leave around. Daya jerks his head with clenching his hand while he follow her.

Daya: Kaha jaa rahi ho?

Shreya:(stop looks at him)Aap ko kaha jaana hain.

Daya:(looks around)wo main.. (looks at poster)Tiger..

Shreya:huh??

Daya: Movie.. ek tha Tiger wo dekhne jaa raha tha aur tum?

Shreya:(sigh)Ye mera neighbour hood hain, main walk pe jaari thi.

Daya:(fake laughing)haha what a coincidence, main bhi yahi rehta hu

Shreya: Daya sir humare working time khatam hochuke hain to i dont think mujhe apni off schedule activites aapko report karne chaiye?

Daya bite his lips with her questions as she jerks her head puting the headphone around her neck.

Daya :(nodded)Nahi..

Shreya : (flashes a unwanted smile)I see you around sir.

Daya : Nahi wait..(she looks at him confused as he snaps his fingers)Movie tumhe movies dekhna pasand hain na ?

Shreya :(Suspicious)Aapko kaise pata?

Daya:(thinking of an excuse snaps his fingers again)Movies to sabko pasand hoti hain.. right? (shreya sigh crossing her arms)tumne wo movie dekhi hain jismein Ek officer hota hain phir unhe ek new female office join karti hain aur wo ek dusre ko pasand aane lagte hain. (she stare at him while he softly lean towards her)tumhari fav hain na?

Shreya:  (looks at him then jerks her head)Itni bakwas movie hain ye..

Daya:(shocked)Bak..bakwas??

Shreya :(nodding)Haa aise sirf filmo mein hota hain sir, aur ek advice hu aapko(he stare at her)aap bhi aise movie maat dekhiye.. delusions hone lagte hain. Hakikat aur filmo mein bohut farak hota hain sir. (he was shocked taken a back as she turns around then look back to him)I hope hum wapas off duty na mile sir. Chaiye kitne hi coincidence kyu na ho.

Daya kept staring at her as she give him a  nod walking away, Daya sigh with brushing his finger in head.

Daya : Uff ye ladki itni zindi thi kya.. mujhe to hamesha respectfully pyaar se baat karti thi phir abh kya hua? Movie... bakwas.. khud ne kaha tha jab romantic movie thi aur abh bakwas.

And just like that, the moment was gone. She walked away as daya stared at her, her music playing again, her eyes were still filled with confused.

He wanted to reach for her again, to explain, to make her understand why he was acting so strange, why he had saved her life, but he knew he couldn't. 

He watched her as she walked away, the melody of the old Hindi song, "Aanewala Pal Jaanewala Hain...ho sakte ismein zindagi bita de," a strange echo on her walkman and the same song reel keep rolling into walkman which Daya had in his car.

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Daya kept pacing around the park for shreyas arrival as he sat on the bench near by looking around. His heart ached with longing, with the weight of the future he knew, the future he couldn't share. He finally watched her cross the street, her silhouette fading into the night. He felt her presence tugging at him, drawing him back to the past. As he hide behind the bushes with shreya walking towards her house and he slowly following her.

Daya walked saw she entering her house with her laughter echocing, he glanced back at her home and climbed back into his car, his mind a whirlwind of emotions. 

Daya:(Sighing)I wish main tumse kuch keh pata.. kuch samjha pata..kuch to lekin jo aaj hua shreya ke saath hua wo phele to hua nahi tha? Ya shreya ke saath hua tha aur hame pata nahi tha?

He quickly thinking something reached for a short dairy from the car bonet, trying to note down to make sense of it all, to capture this surreal journey, this desperate miscarsion to save her.

2012 : major case - ACP sir suspended (CID pe Garhan) , Tarika ki jaan khatre mein July 13, Abhijeet...

But as he began to write, the words faded, the paper crumpled, the ink dissolving into dust. His hand trembled, a chill crawling up his spine.

He tried it again and it happened again, he understood. The future hadn't happened yet. He couldn't write it, couldn't tell anyone. He couldn't alter his own fate. It was as though the universe itself was pushing him back, keeping him from interfering with the delicate fabric of time.

He sighed, a hollow sound echoing through the car. He felt a sense of despair and resignation. He had come back in time, desperate to save her,his loved ones to prevent their future heartbreak, but the future was yet unwritten.

He looked at his watch, a faint glimmer of hope emerging. He had time. Time to try again, he rested his head back on the seat with eyes closed as the song echoed through ending.

Lag ja gale ki phir ye..Hasin raat ho na ho

Shaayad phir is janam...Mein mulaaqaat ho na hoLag jaa gale...gale...galeeeeee.........

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Daya head was hurting as he woke up from his bed rubbing his eyes yawing walked out with the walkman lying on the bed.

As Daya came out he saw Abhijeet dozing off on the sofa all worn out. daya yawned again with taking steps towards kitchen and placed a vessel for tea and stood against the kichen platform noticing the house.

Daya: (sleepy)Ye ghar hain jo apna apna sa lagra warna sab log to ghair hogaye.

He rest his head against the fridge with closing his eyes taking a sleepy nap while Abhi woke up worriedly brushing his hands in his head. He looked around sighing as he stared at his phone.

Daya moved to the coffee table sitting on sofa, Abhi was confused as he took a seat beside Daya typing some messages on his phone. Daya switched on the tv with taking a sip as the news flashed.

Flashing New of "IB officer Shreya died a matraite death 2 days back saving her team while chasing a dangerous goon" Candle March has been going on for her bravery.

Daya paused at his place , the tea glass slipped from his hand as looked at the TV screen as his mind was blanck with the news, Abhi looked at him then at the TV screen sitting beside him.

Abhi :(patted his shoulder)Tu theek hain?(switched off the tv)

Daya:(looked at him)ye news?? (abhi was confused)ye shreya ne hume kal hi join kiya phir ye news(jerks his head)ye IB kab join kiya?

Abhi :(slowly wishpered sadly)Shreya ne hume 2012 mein join kiya tha aur 

Daya:(shocked)Kya??

Daya stood up looked for his phone and saw Abhijeet phone and snatched it leaving Abhi confused. Daya saw the date and year reflecting as 2020 .

Daya: Ye 2020 hain, maine wapas aaygaya ya(thinks something) ye ek spana tha?(looks at Abhi)Shreya??

Abhi face turns to pale as he lower his head with daya holding his head take back steps hitting his back to coffee tabe and tea splashing down the floor breaking the glass.

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