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Today a new entry as well...

I have attempted a take at Mishti''s mental situation..panic attack etc..and I would like to say that I am no authority in diagnosing or understanding depression...

It's my story...and just a story..!

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OOTD

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" Mishti di...I said my Mom is your Mom.!!"

Ashish extended his phone and she saw an old photo....

A girl with her mom..

..Her mom?!!!

Mishti heard a whooshing inside her ears....just as she was standing in the middle of a feeble bridge...with water gushing under her...

Mishti felt light as air... memories locked in  rushed  and broke into bubbles on the surface...of her conciousness...

The foot steps coming in her way made her look for her anchor as the abyssymal past whirled before her eyes...

***

Abir walked in with Kaushal..

Tired but eager to see Mishti...

He had left her with a daunting task and though he was anxious to know what she made of the whole information he wanted to have her in his arms more...

But when his eyes met hers .. 

His breath struck in his chest... making him let go of his briefcase with a muffled thud on the carpet ..

Her pained eyes met with his before they heavily shut and in front of him she wilted like a soft flower in harsh sun...

Kethu ran to Mishti from inside as she fell but Abir was faster.....she was in his arms before she hit the floor...

Ashish was standing with an ashened face not at all understanding what was happening to his sister ..Athul and Tanya bunched up to him... questioning him through looks..

" Mishtii..."

Abir lifted her limp body and placed her on the sofa ...and patted her bloodless face...

"Kethu..paani laao... Mishti... Mishti.."

Parul took the water from Kethu and sprinkled at Mishti''s face...

She didn't respond...

 Worry reflected from everyone's faces..

" Maami... Doctor...jaldi.."

Nidhi Mami nodded and ran to the landline..

Abir sat down and rubbed her cold  palms.. looking up around trying to make out what happened there...

" Kethu... Mishti ko..aise panic attack ..Kya hua.."

His eyes skimmed along the new faces... cluelessly..

" Woh Bhai.. Mishti...woh..Yeh Ashish Hein..Atul ka friend.aur.Tanya ka cousin.."

Abir looked at Kethu  impatiently as he continued rubbing and switching looks between Mishti and Kethu...not at all comprehending her talk..

"I get it..but .Mishti...aise achanak..??"

His impatience spilled into words..

" I told her ...tthhat..she is my sister...and showed this pic to her..."

The low fearful stammer was from Ashish...as he showed Abir Mishti''s childhood pic with a lady...

Abir frowned not understanding what was in the pic..

" Doctor 10 minute mein aajayenge Abir.."

Nidhi Mami informed Abir...as Parul and Kaushal looked at an unconscious Mishti with worry...

" Massi Doctor ko mere kamre mein bhej Dena.. ."

Abir said getting up and scooping Mishti in his arms...

She felt like a cold fragile porcelain doll to him..

He walked to the stairs and turned to Ashish.

" You..!! .come up.."

***

Midnight.

Abir was on call with Nihaal..

The doctor had come soon and after hearing Abir's part about Mishti''s  previous panic attacks he had adviced them not to wake her up soon...That she needs to push away whatever triggered her attack on her own...

He administered a mild sedative via injection..and Mishti was still sleeping..

" I don't know why this happened..She once said her panic attacks were related to an incident in childhood.. involving me...but to respond like this when she saw her Mom's photo is..."

Abir was concerned very much and understanding his friends state of mind .. Nihaal pacified him..

" It's brain and how it perceive things Abir..I get that she had a traumatic...childhood...I have seen her medical files...nothing major though..may be the panic attack trigger is her escape route,.. from the real issue...like the doctor said you have to let her ride it out...just be there ..."

Abir cut the call and walked back to his room..

Mishti was sleeping on his bed and Parul was sitting on the couch.. keeping vijil...but clearly tired..

Abir sat beside Parul and said in low voice..

"Massi..Aap jaake so jayiye...mein dekhloongi..'"

Parul protested..

" Nahin.. Abir..yeh uth Gayi toh...!"

" Mein sambhaal loonga...aap chintha mat kijiye.she'll sleep till morning... ..Nihaal bhi yehi kahaa Hein ki achi neend ke saath Sab theek ho jaayega..waise aapki Di ne Mishti ki responsibility mujhe di Hein..."

He pointed out and Parul smiled tiredly...

" And you are serious about your responsibility..okay...I am also tired...yahaan ki temperature and time difference...both are talking toll on me I think...tum sure ho na..mein Nidhi ko bulaoo.."

"Sure massi..I'll be fine ..Mami ko Bina wajah takleef kyun doo..I'll be fine in this couch..."

After Parul left Abir sat broodingly thinking about the magnitude of shock Mishti had to face...

He had a...17 yr old  brother in-law..

A small kind of shock for him too..

Ashish had told him that he had come to know about an elder sister from his Grand ma who passed away six months back...

She had  gave him an old album... And her details...just name and location...and he had searched for her in SM... finally spotting her SM a/c...he had seen her pics but refrained from making contact....and now  when she materialised in front of him he too was off balance... leading to the blurting of the truth..

Well ...this was going to be more complicated tomorrow...Abir sighed..

Nidhi Mami had filled in about Mishti's mother..

After her father was implicated in murder her mother had cut all ties with her husband's family... including Mishti..who was with Singhanias....She relocated to Rajkot and pursued her studies ...she fell in love with an academician in due course and after two years she married him.

According to Nidhi Mami she never spoke about her first husband...nor about her first child.... though some people knew both existed.

....

Abir looked at the discussion board ...as the cool breeze fluttered the sticky notes .

Her all day's work ..!

 Mishti had pasted several sticky notes...

He got up and using his phone light did a cursory review...she chronologically arranged the details... and one particular date caught his eye...

A date which went back 12 yrs..

The day her badepapa died...

What was the connection...??!

His deep confused thoughts was disturbed by a slight muffled sound from the bed..

****

Mishti tossed her head to shake away the numbness,...that stilled the darkness in her mind.....

Slowly..greyish memories surfaced..the same ones whose rushed entry into her conciousness toppled her carefully inculcated barriers plunging her into the dark corner of Singhanias house...her refuge from the world after getting the news that she never mattered to her parents..

The presence of happy memories...it made the pain ultra real....and now it was choking her...

Mishti sat up .. disoriented..... breathing heavily...and was enveloped in the strong arms 

" Mishti...kuch bhi nahi hua Hein....Tum..so jao...mein Hoon na...tumhare pass...tum. so jao...."

Abir comforted her in his embrace...but the dam had burst and her sobs started to rock her body...

Her voice was a frail whisper...

" Mujhe bohot dar lag Raha Hein Abir...Jo yaadein mujhe sabse dard de Raha tha..Jo itne saal mein dabaake rakha tha..mujhe...nahin chahiye.....Mera Bhai...!!! Tumne dekha...??!Mujhe toh Khushi honi chahiye....heina...??!!..lekin is  Khushi ki saath jo dard aur akelapan meine Saha Hein... Woh mujhe daboch rahe hein...

Abiir...help me..!!

mujhse yeh dard Saha nahi jaa Raha ki Meri Maa ko Meri yaad kabhi bhi nahi aayi..."

Abir was having hard time controlling his feelings....seeing his stubborn fiery and happy Mishti in such an emotionally crippling state was breaking him down too...

" Chup ho jao Mishti...mein Hoon na...koi dard nahi Hein...tumhari Maa Massima Hein... tumhein pata Hein na woh tumse kitna Pyaar karthi Hein....aur toh aur Meri Maa ...tumpe toh jaan chidak deti Hein... Parul massi...yeh sab tumhare apne Hein na....Phir Jo guzar Gaya...aur palat ke nahin dekha ...woh tumhein dard bhi dene ki haqdaar nahin Hein..."

He kissed her tear filled eyes as she wrenched as if in physical pain...she was getting cold and her eyes were going vacant as the depressive memories that marred her childhood taunted her...

Abir frantically tried to pull her out...

" Mishti..mujhe dekho..yaar aise tooto mat.. Mishti.."

He looked at the door ...it was closed ...and Mishti's shock response was returning with vengeance..

He contemplated his options..

Waking up every one ...

Calling doctor again at 1 am...

Both was not practical and won't help Mishti now...

Abir looked at Mishti who had now retreated from him and hugging her knees ...as if cold and frightened..

Seeing her like that...He got up and locked his room...and went back to Mishti... trying to bring her back..he shook her..  called out to her ...hugged her..in vain..

 Then with a determined sigh...cupped her rigid face and kissed her ....

A kiss that conveyed his panic his desperation and his love for her..

Her response was minimal as he rained kisses on her face ...

He took off his T shirt..and pulled her into his embrace..to ward off her iciness with his warmth.

His hands moved over her deliberately to make her feel another set of emotions ...

To make her feel the heat of their desire...

To push away the dark thoughts with splintering light of their love....

He pulled  her straps down her shoulders....his fingers unclasping  her ...baring her to him...and with a lack of finesse he moved over her... making her succumb to his ministrations...

His hand .. fingers..lips ... tongue and teeth moved at a deliberate pace to fight her demons that cloaked like a thick dark mist on her vitality..... eliciting... tremors instead of trembling in her body...as it lost its stiffness ... gradually...

He held her close ... letting his body love her... kissing her dips and curves with a steadfast devotion...his only aim ...to give her the respite from her painful past.. to make her forget her woes in the high tide of passion...and pleasure..

.....

Mishti had felt like an out of tune violin...broken...but the way his fingers aroused her ...she bloomed..

Her hands wound around him...her lips too grazing his skin.... seeking a refuge...and trying to return the pleasure he was giving her in abundance...

" Mishti...!"

He discouraged her advances ...gently...

Abir's voice settled into her ears...

" Not for me ... Mishti..this is for you...."

And he set out to prove it...she realized in a haze...

Like a musician knowing where to tighten and when to flip..to bring out the best music out of an inanimate string...her Abir was making her heal....as bright sparkling lights bursted behind her  arderously closed eyes .... dispelling the clouds that terrified her...

All along she was whispering his name..as if in a trance....As the lassitude filled her she felt drained and coupled with the medication...drifted into  a  languid sleep...her mind now calm in the safe and beautiful Haven of their love..

.....

Abir cradled her as she slept peacefully on his chest....

"I Love you Mishti...and if you don't want to meet her..it's fine...but don't scare me like this...ever..."

He murmured as he planted tiny kisses on her forehead....his tension easing away as he found her having a smile on her lips ...as if she was having a happy dream.

******

Parul peeked into the room ..with the breakfast tray...and was surprised to see an empty bed ...her eyes then flew to the couch where she found Abir sleeping on his side ... holding..a ....

Parul pressed her eyes and opened them in disbelief...

Abir was holding Mishti''s hand ... and Mishti...was sleeping .. beside him... sitting on the carpetted floor..her head resting on the couch...

The innocence and trust in their posture was endearing that it brought tears of joy in her eyes..

Parul smiled as she blinked her eyes and gently touched Mishti on her shoulder...

Mishti woke up and with a start she tried to get up...

" Maassi....!"

But she couldn't as someone had tightened the hold on her arm...

Her heart jumped to her mouth as she saw Parul looking at both of them quizzically...

" Umm...sorry..woh mein .."

She tried to conjure an excuse as she slowly pulled her hand out of his grasp.. slowly.. taking care not to disturb his sleep...

Parul signalled that it's okay and indicated the breakfast tray...

"Tum theek ho.??!"

Mishti nodded...

"..tum Abir ko uthaaya nahi jab tum uthi..?......"

Parul asked in a whisper as they moved away from Abir..

Mishti shook her head.... her eyes flying to Abir...

" Haan...raat bhar jaaga hoga.. bohot Dara hua tha tum ko lekar....tum fresh hoke Aajao...Kal se kuch bhi nahi khayi ho.I'll wait here...Phir mujhe batana ki tumhein hua Kya tha"

Mishti nodded gravely as she let herself take another look at Abir and went out to her room...

Parul's eyes followed her now looking at her in a puzzled way...

" Kya...Sach mein in donon ka rishtha dushmani se dosti ya kuch aur ban Gaya Hein.?!"

She recollected how Abir always looked out for Mishti and most recently how desolute he looked when Mishti fainted..

Parul shook her head..

Nahin..

He cares about her..may be that's it...and Meenu di did give him a stern directive to keep Mishti happy....lekin kuch toh badal Gaya Hein...!!

Abir woke up smelling coffee...

" Maassi..Aap..?"

He got up and his eyes flew to the bed ...now empty and well made...

" Mishtii...??!"

His attempt to hide his tension failed as he looked around frantically..

" Mishti ab bilkul theek Hein aur fresh hoke aati hi hongi...Tum bhi fresh ho jao..coffee thandi pad jayegi ."

Abir nodded..now visibly relieved..and realizing his exposed feelings... expertly masked them ..and walked to his bathroom.. 

Parul's eyes following him ..

" Kuch nahin..bohot kuch badal Gaya Hein Shayad .."

She murmured to herself...

Being a person who had a short but sweet love marriage....Parul now recognized the signs .... Which was always in front of her but...hidden well by both of them...

******

Mishti stood at Abir's door..

 Arti time was nearing....but massi was waiting for her inside...

Her mind rewinded yesterday's events..

Her shock and later how Abir made her feel...

Her face flooded with blush ..and the way he denied himself...her love and trust upon him had reached new heights...she marveled at the fact that Abir could make her love him more ...more than she thought she could love him ..a second ago....

" Lo aagayi...ab dono coffee peelo aur kuch Khalo... Mishti tum ab theek ho na..?"

Mishti walked to the couch noticing Abir already pouring coffee into two cups...his smile secretive..

" Haan massi...I am sorry.meine aap Sab ko pareshaan Kiya.. .woh ..umm... Ashish ...Jab ..woh photo dikhaya...I was shocked..guess I couldn't handle the reality..."

" It's okay beta... when someone gives you such a news it's difficult to be composed....and you've had it hard in the past...all that matters is you're okay and strong enough to face everything..."

Mishti looked at Maasi and Abir a bit strangely..

" Kya face karna Hein Massi..?"

Parul looked at Abir..as if seeking his permission to say whatever it was...

He nodded and Mishti felt a knot in her stomach..

" She is coming..!!..."

Her whisper was noted by Abir...his eyes becoming cautious..

" Woh Atul Bata raha tha... Shriya milna chahti Hein..",.

Parul informed her slowly...

" Aaj nahin massi...let me adjust to this fact a bit...haan Atul se Kya aap Ashish ka number le sakthe ho..?.I must have scared him very much.."

" Haan Tum toh sabko Dara Diya tha.. especially Abir..."

Mishti lowered her head ... letting her hair fall to the sides .. wishing that it was sufficient to hide her love for him parading right now on her face.....

Abir too was trying to look at all directions except her..

Parul smiled ... knowingly...

" Now ..both of you have your breakfast .. Arti ki time hogaya Hein...Nidhi se mein kehdoongi ki woh tumhari....I mean use kahe ....ki you need some time...okay.."

Mishti nodded but stopped Parul..as she too got up..

" Arti ke baad khaloongi Massi...'

" No way... khana khatam Karo aur Abir... Mishti do din se kaam pe hi lagi Hein..aur upar se stress bhi....pehli baar India aayi Hein...kahin baahar leke jao..open air will do her good ..."

Parul's words widened Abir's eyes in Joy...

As she left the room Parul felt proud of her fast thinking..

Many things were coming to clear now..

Abir wanted Mishti with him and that's why he put in the request with her after Ananya's Roka..!!

If there is something between them it needs to get cemented by the time they go back to New York..

And for that they need to spend time together..

Parul felt a slight apprehension in deciding things on her own...but consulting with Meenakshi Di was off the table... considering the tenuous state of Mishti and Abir's relationship..

It was better to present things to her as fait accompli...!!

****

Just as Parul left the room and her footsteps faded Mishti was in his arms...

Abir hugged her tight as both exhaled as if they were able to breathe for the first time in the day...

He cupped her face ...

Looking intently..

" Tum theek ho na...?!"

" You made sure of that... Sorry ..I scared you...Thanks Abir...."

Mishti replied with a shy smile .. turning away from him...evading his eye..

His hand clasped  her arm... turning and pinning her to him...

" Mishti kabhi bhi mujhe thanks ya sorry mat kehna...no matter what happens I am in your life...mein kahin bhi nahin jaane Wala ...so better keep them with you...haan.. always you can repay in kind......"

He said with a glint of mischeif... lightening their mood...

She looked at the honest caramel orbs ..with a depth that she was only beginning to understand..

" But last night ..you didn't..it was ..not fair..."

Her shy stuttering was silenced by his lips..as they feathered her lips...

" Don't you know ...it's your happiness  that makes me happy...."

Mishti let herself drown in his kisses...and broke away in realisation.....

" Tum  Kal kuch bhi nahin khaya hoga...Chalo..."

She tugged him to the tray waiting for them ..

As the Pooja bells rang in Arti downstairs ..they fed each other... 

****

Mishti put on her shades and covered her head with a shawl...

They were at the Maheshwaris...

Formerly Maheshwaris..now occupied by some other family,.

Abir had gone to talk to them...

Badepapa...!

She wanted to spend some time in their special place...the small garden house made out of trellis...

****

" Badepapa...yeh fairytale Kya hota Hein...?!"

" Fairytale..umm happy Wala story Hein..na...ek Badiiii achiiiiii si gudiya ko uski saathi milega ..yehi fairytale Hein..."

"Uffo... Badepapa..! Aap kuch bhi nahi jaante.."

" Toh Mish  beta tumhi batao..."

"  gudiya ko uska saathi aise hi nahi Milne Wala..Gudda  pehle Dragon se ladega .phir raakshas see...phir jaake gudiya se milega...toh ismein itni problems Hein toh yeh happy Wala story kaise hua..?!"

"Yeh bhi Hein... !!"

Badepapa smiled...

"Haan...toh batao na fairytale kaise hona chahiye.."

Little Mishti looked up at her idol...mentor..as he held her hands and looked into her trusting eyes..

" Jab koi saathi miljaaye uske baad bhi gudiya aur gudda ko dragon aur rakshas se ladna padtha Hein..tab ek doosre ka saath Dena ...har Khushi aur har dard mein saath Dena ...aur kabhi kabhi apni Khushi bhulaakar apne saathi ki Khushi ka khayaal rakhna...har pal ko muskurane ki wajah bana Dena...tab bantha Hein fairytale..."

He caressed her head affectionately..

" Tumhein bhi milega aisa ek fairytale beta ...tab yaad rakhna..."

His voice faded in the wind  ...and Mishti looked around..for that tangible feeling..

Badepapa..

Aapko pata Hein..?

Mera fairytale  shuroo hua Hein...

Aur Mera saathi...jaise aapne apni gudiya Rani keliye chaha tha waisa hi ek acha sa... Thoda temper wala..mereliye ladne Wala...Meri har Khushi ki wajah...aur har gham ka saathi...

Hum donon ko aapki aashirwad chahiye.... hamesha hum donon pe apne nazar banaye rakhna....

A hand touched her shoulder lightly.. 

Abir stood by her side..enveloping her in his shadow

" Mishti..."

She looked up at him...with a bright smile and teary eyed...

" Oh.. Mishti..."

His hug was tender....as he sat beside her... rocking her slightly....  unknowingly taking the mantle her Badepapa left for him...

" I was telling badepapa about us...if he was alive he would be the first person with whom I would have shared this happiest news...and he would have been the happiest Dad...."

" I know..." 

Abir's voice was calm...as they stayed there for some more time before bidding Adieu to Badepapa....

****

They walked through the busy streets as Mishti buzzed with excitement..

Everything was a new or fresh experience for her and Abir adored her childish enthusiasm as he entwined her fingers within his...

He too had a heartfelt conversation with the man who he respected immensely...who took in a girl..the daughter of the man who killed his daughter....and loved her as his own...

He had asked for the hand of his daughter...and had felt the breeze touch his hair as if in a blessing....

" Wow...this is the golgappe..right..Abir...can I have a try..."

Abir smiled and nodded and both bought the Chaat. 

Abir showed her how to eat and they laughed together when the thick juice squeezed out and ran along the edges of their mouth..

The remenents of the Holi market was around and as they walked hand in hand ..

Mishti was having a wierd feeling since the chaat wala...as they moved from one point to another.. looking at the festivities and artworks,.

Like some one was watching them..she looked around and seeing Abir's enquiring face she shook off the thought and smiled at him...

Just as they got out of a store selling handmade Bangles ..someone shouldered Mishti in the thin crowd..

Hard...

And vanished into the crowd..

She was about to fall but Abir held her..

" Tum theek ho....lagi toh nahin..."

She nodded though she felt winded..

The push seemed intentional ..

Abir looked around for the guy who did it...

Mishti reached for her hanky in her jeans pocket...but her hand met with a folded paper pushed into her pocket...

" Abiir..."

She opened the paper and read it with a bad feeling..

" Go back to where you have come..No enquiry .. consequences will be drastic...this girl is pretty.."

Clear and cryptic message...!

Abir's face changed instantly ...

Pure fury rushed into his eyes as he clenched his fists... enveloping her in the circle of his arms as he looked around..

Her touch on his heart calmed him a bit ...he looked at her and saw the challenge being accepted..

" Ghar chalein..we got work to do.."

Her voice was determined..and he nodded..

****

That evening when Abir was busy with back to back video conferencing.. which he had postponed for their day out... Mishti sought Kaushal...

" Mamu..can you help me out a bit..?!"

The next two hours both were in a discussion in which they scrutinized everyone involved in administration security  finance and tech support...in Rajvansh enterprises..

The length of their service.. loyalty..any motive for committing treachery to the firm which gave them security..

" Mishti is it really necessary to go that far..?"

Kaushal was uncomfortable when he had to discuss senior most employees..

Mishti understood his reservations...

" Mamu.. I am sorry. I understand these are the people who stuck with you and Chotima ..and helped you tide over the debacle that happened ..years ago..but you are not aware of some developments...umm apart from that happened in business.. recently..."

Mishti weighed in the consequences of disclosing the secret...

Mamu will get all stones turned if he knew the truth..

There was a risk of Abir getting wind of it if Mamu slips..but how far along she can keep this under wraps..most importantly if her doubts turned true..!!?

"Maamu .. Chotima ne mujhe Abir ke baaba ki bare mein ek information bataya tha..!"

Kaushal's eyes widened in disbelief...

" Meenu behn.. recently..?.woh kaise...? Kisiko bhi pata nahin Hein ki woh..!!  Abir haven't stopped looking for him..."..

Mishti lowered her voice..

" Abir se aap kuch bhi mat kahiyega .Aur chotima se bhi much mat poochiyega...You know Abir don't want her to be stressed about this matter... Chotima aur Mehul uncle....they separated because he was a fraud and was embezzling money from the RM industries..and from clients.."

Kaushal's eyes widened in horror now..

" What...! Meenu behn ne tumhein yeh bataya..?"

" Haan maamu...it was Chotima herself who reported to police and arrested him..I don't know what all charges were made against him for him to get a sentence for 12 years.May be that's why Abir could not find him...he would never suspect his father in jail..just thought of him as  missing......but Chotima told me that he was released... recently...and I can't stop thinking that all these are connected."

Kaushal was sitting with open mouth...not at all able to digest all this..

Then he hanged his head in his hands..

" I failed  her then...I believed him and he ruined my sister's life..now he is trying to ruin me..!"

" We don't know that yet Mamu...but if you could please tell me about his close associates in that time who are still at RE..may be I can find a proof.. or something..to crack the who and why of this attacks.."

Kaushal opened the employees profile in his laptop..

" Three persons are still with us in administration.. from That time..rest of them.around 20 are in positions various departments..like postal - courier , in-house catering ..etc . They don't have much access to organize such... activities..look.."

Mishtii took down their names..

Lakshman Barot

Satish Rawal

Kishan Seth..

" Maamu inke family details...kuch.."

Kaushal smiled skidding his laptop towards her..

" Heina... everything is in their profile..just click on the link...Abir made it mandatory... saying we need to know our employee.to help out in children's education and company ..insurance.everu detail is here."

Mishtii smiled .. typical Abir..she hadn't given much thought into their employee profile..she wondered what she would find in it...

She looked at the above-mentioned profiles...

And frowned...

Kaushal was earnestly looking at her face..

"Kya baat Hein Mishti beta..?"

Mishtii shook her head...then decided to go with the question.

"Yeh..Satish Rawal... ismein unke ..bade bete..ka naam..Karan .??. "

Kaushal looked at her.. cluelessly..

" Woh Mamu bachpan mein Abir ka haath toota tha...jab mein yahaan thi...Kya yeh wohi Satish bhaisahb Hein Jo Badimaa ko bhi jaanta Hein...aur wohi Karan Jo mujhe..."

She paused her mind hurting at the accusations from Karan..

" Acha...woh baat tumhein ab bhi yaad Hein...!! Haan wohi.. Satish bhaisahb.. Rajshri behn in sabko jaanti Hein...aur yeh Karan ..he is in state police now...,"

Mishtii felt an apprehension..

" Aur Inka Mehul uncle ke saath Kaisa rishtha tha.. I mean for an employees son and a boy himself.. Karan had more than necessary information about me...then.."

Kaushal blanched...

" Satish bhaisahb...aur Mehul Jiju...donon ka acha rishtha Raha Hein...I never knew I would need to scrutinize them...but then I was just beginning my life..and business.....ohh..They both are from Rajgadh...!! Mehul Jiju ne Shayad unhein job Diya tha..."

Mishtii felt her heart wrench for Abir...

Against all odds she had hoped everything happened was random..

But..

Satish Rawal..was in charge of accounts department..

Abir's team had found discrepencies but they couldn't seal the source from where the money was channellized..

She clicked on the family link..

As for security lapses and  indifference from police the answer looked at her from the laptop..

Karan Rawal..

She felt her mouth dry as a sickening feeling churned in her stomach as she looked at the profile picture of him.. instantly recognising the face that she saw one or two times in the street...

 The man wearing a jacket who bumped into her...to deliver the warning..message..!!

*****

Guys..all of you will be remembering Karan the big bad brother of Varun in YRHPK PTSD track..I was shocked to see that he is never mentioned in cast and crew of YRHPK..even kedia got mention..

The guy did a good job so a little appreciation from my part...... a Cameo role...

Karan Aka Zubin Sethi... in TBNLMM..