"Papa..." Sanyukta broke the hug

"You are back...aab aap kahi nahi jaoge na...muje chod ke" "Hai na?" Sanyukta asked

Kishore had no answer to the question

"Bolo na...say something" "You won't go...you won't leave me..." Sanyukta said

"No Betu...I have to go back" "I am here just for few hours" He said

"No Papa...please" Sanyukta said

"See....everybody is waiting for you to cut the cake...chalo...come here" Kishore took Sanyukta and made her stand in front of the table

Sanyukta was constantly looking at her father

She hold his hand firmly in fear that he will go again

"Sanyukta..." Randhir handed her knife to cut the cake

Kishore pointed at the cake and urge Sanyukta to cut the cake

Sanyukta took the knife and cut the cake

Everyone sang birthday song for her

Sanyukta pulled a piece out of the cake to feed her father.

Kishore nodded in NO and dragged her hand towards Randhir.

"Randhir first..." Kishore said

Sanyukta feeded him the cake

Next she feed the cake to her father.

Sanyukta broke down in tears and hugged her father again.

Kishore had tears in his eyes.

Randhir was happy and sad.

Happy because Sanyukta met her father after so many months.

Sad because he knew he is responsible for this distance between father and daughter.

- - - - - - -

Sanyukta and Kishore were in their house(Shekhawat out house)

Sanyukta was hugging her father while Kishore was tapping her head lightly

"Betu..." Kishore broke the silence

"Hmmm..." She responded

"Are you happy?" Kishore asked

She lifted her head up and looked at her father

"I am very happy Papa..." "Bohot khush hu main" "Bohot..." Sanyukta said

Kishore could see the sparkle in her eyes

Her happiness was seen in her eyes

"I am getting it all which I never expected Papa"

"Love..."

"Care..."

"Respect..."

"Happiness..."

"Bade Papa...counts me as his daughter"

"Take care of me just like you..."

"I see you in him..."

"Dadi..."

"She is my friend"

"I can share everything with her..."

"Renuka Ma'am...she is bit tough...but...she has a soft corner in her heart for me"

Sanyukta smiled

"And Randhir...?" Kishore asked

"Randhir..." Sanyukta took a pause for few seconds

"He loves me so much Papa..." "Bohot pyaar karta hai mujse..." Sanyukta said with utter confidence in her voice

"And you?" "Do you love him too?" Kishore asked

"Hmm..." Sanyukta nodded vigorously

"We are happy together Papa...we are were happy"

"Randhir is completely changed now..."

"We love each other..."

Sanyukta said

"I am very happy for you Sanyukta" "Randhir took special permission from police for me...so that I can attend your birthday celebration"

Kishore said

"Sahab has done many favours on us Betu..."

"Aaj hum jo kuch bhi hai...unki wajah se hai..."

"I still remember that day...when I and Anju with little you were searching for work and shelter" "We were starving..."

"Sahab...bhagawan ki tarah aaye...mere samne..."

"He gave us house to live...and work..."

"I started working as his driver and Anju worked as Randhir's care taker"

"Only because of Sahab, I was able to give you education in a good school...and college"

"We are forver indebted to them..."

"They are like god for us..."

Kishore said

Sanyukta again rested her head on his shoulder

"Never let them down Sanyukta" "Never hurt them..." "You are part of their family now...give them as much as happiness you can"

"People like Sahab...are very less" "Bohot kaam log hote hai duniya main Sahab jaise...jo hum jaise garib logo ki madat karte hai" "People like Sahab are no less then a god for us betu..."

Kishore said

Sanyukta was listening to everything carefully

"Whatever...we are...because of them" "Sahab ke liye jitna bhi karo kaam hai..."

"I can give my life for him...toh...Randhir ko bachana toh..."

Kishore stopped immediately

Sanyukta looked at him immediately.

Kishore realized what he just said.

"What did you say Papa...?" "Kya kaha apane...Randhir ko bachana?" "What are you saying Papa...?" Sanyukta questioned

Kishore became restless and nervous.

TBC

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