Delhi

Delhi, the capital city of the country, the hussle bussle of the vehicles were disturbing but it was normal routine. This fast paced city is home for someone.

In this city, there was a society and in this society, right in the corner there was a small bungalow.

Inside the bungalow, a lady in her mid 40s about 5 foot 4 inch tall with her waist length hairs and fair complexion she was Manvi.

She entered into a room and looked at the picture which was kept on the side table.

She picked it up and smiled, she moved her hand on the face of the person and smiled "tumhari ye duty, kitni fikar hoti hai mujhe tumhari raat ke 11 bajh rahe hai aur tumne ek call bhi nhi kiya" she complained while talking to the picture.

She kept back the picture and looked towards her right and sighed "aadat jayegi nhi kapde yahi rakhe hai" she got up and picked up the clothes.

She folds them and moves to kept them into cupboard. She opened his cupboard and arranged the clothes, her eyes fell on something. She picked up the piles of clothes and gets shocked seeing the bundle of money there.

She recalled something and some kind of anger raised in her eyes. She picked up the bundle of notes and closed the cupboard.

She moved out of the room.

Around after half an hour, a man in his early 20s wearing a police uniform enters inside the home. He was about 5 foot 10 inch tall, fair complexion. He straight away moved inside his room and opened the cupboard. He checked below his clothes and the bundle of the notes were missing. A tensed looked came on his face and he was bewildered "paise kaha gaye? Yahi to rakhe they!"

He closed the cupboard and checked the next portion but it was not there too. He then heard Manvi's voice "kahi tum ye to nhi doondh rahe Manav!"

He gulped down his throat as he was tensed, he turned around and saw Manvi standing at the door with the bundle of note in her hand. She was looking at him with anger expressions.

"Maa wo" Manvi could only utter.

Manvi took steps towards him and looked at him in anger, she slapped his face hard.

Manvi shouts at him "how could you Manav? Tumne rishwat li!"

Manav glanced at her and answered her "Maa, isme galat kya hai? Maine to sirf kuch paise liye hai mere seniors juniors kitna lete hai! Aur police wale ki jo salary hoti hai na usse guzara nhi chalta"

Manvi had tears in her eyes and she confronts him "Manav! Tum bhi uski tarah baat kar rahe ho! Tumne mujhse promise kiya tha na ki tum kabhi koi galat kaam nhi karoge!"

Manav speaks up straight forward "Maa please, maine kisika khoon nhi kiya bas ek criminal ko chodne ke liye paise mile to maine liye"

Manvi throws the bundle on his face and sits down on the bed crying "maine nhi socha tha tum bhi aise nikloge! Meri barso ki mehnat pe pani fer diya tumne! Sab khatam kar diya tumne"

Manav looked at her and bends down to her level, he held her hands and said "Maa kya paise kamana burayi hai?"

Manvi wiped of her tears and let go her hand "nahi lekin tumne jo rasta chunna wo galat hai! Yahi paisa meri zindagi ka sabse pada dushman ban gaya mujhe laga tumhe main ek acha insan banaungi to tum mujhe insaf dilaoge lekin nhi tum bhi!" she got up and left the room crying.

Manav looked on, he followed Manvi to room. He entered in and saw Manvi sitting in the dark. He turned on the lights and found Manvi sitting down on the floor at the edge of the bed. Manav sat beside her and asked "maa, aaj aapko mujhe batana hoga meri ek choti si galti pe aap itna kyun gussa ho? Aisa kya hai jo main nhi janta ya mujhe lagta hai mujhe bahut pehle hi jaan jaana chahiye tha!"

Manvi looked at him and questioned her "Manav sach sach batao aur kya kya karte ho tum jo mujhe nhi pata"

"Kinte begunaho ko tumne fasaya hai aur kitne criminals ko khula choda hai?" she questioned with her fixed gaze

Manav sighed and shouts "haan Maa main honest cop nhi hoon, aap mujhe jaisa banana chahti thi main waisa nhi bana"

Manvi glared at him and slaps him again "meri parvarish ka ye silah diya tumne mujhe! Main to tumhare bharose intezar kar rahi thi mujhe kya pata tha tum aise ban jaoge! Tumne janna hai na kyun maine tumhe police officer banaya kyun tumhe ek acha insan banne ki koshish kar rahi hoon to suno!" tears were no tears in her eyes but the pain reflected.

22 years back

Mumbai

She was born and brought up in Mumbai, she belonged to rich family and her father left behind a bungalow and other property. She had everything in life, she not alone because he was there for her.

Manvi looked at the time and sighed "kitna time ho gaya hai ye abhi tak ghar kyun nhi aaya?"

Just then someone from behind came and puts his hands around her neck and placed a soft kiss on her neck. Manvi jerked him and turned to him in anger "what is this Aarav? Ye koi time hai ghar aane ka, atleast aaj to time pe aa jate I am not talking to you" and moved.

Aarav grabbed her hand to stop her, he then pulled her closer but Manvi tries to free herself and says "don't tum ye sab mat kiya karo samjhe isse main manne wali nhi" she said with cold voice.

Aarav left her in disappointment and says "sorry, aaj lekin urgent meeting thi isliye late hua!"

Manvi complained "aisi kaunsi meeting thi jo raat ke 3 baje tak hoti hai?

Aarav explained "overseas delegates they, tum kaho to naukri chod dun tumhare liye?"

Manvi shook her head "jee nhi" and turned.

Just then she something touched her neck, she touched and it was a necklace. Aarav said "happy first wedding anniversary"

Manvi smiled and turned to him "Tumhe yaad tha? Mujhe lga tum bhool gaye!"

Aarav nodded positively"Aarav apni meetings bhool sakta hai lekin tumse judi koi baat ya khas date nhi bhool sakta"

Manvi hugs him and says "thank you Aarav, for loving me this much"

Aarav smiled with "thanks to you for being in my life"

To be continued....