NANDINI MISHRA

Morning came a little differently today. There was no pressure of going to library, getting up early, taking notes, checking current affairs.

I have finally switched from aspirant to an OFFICER.
It took me 3 yrs to attain my goal, but yeah, it's finally not a dream but Reality!

The thought itself gave me a pleasurable wave of happiness and I got up from my bed.

Moving towards the balcony, i saw birds making chirping sounds, that felt so soothing to my ears.

My first day as an officer ! Yes training was yet to begin but i was now an officer.

A wide smile appeared on my face, making my twirl in happiness.

Suddenly , maa knocked on the door, taking me away from my thoughts. I came out from balcony but ofcourse, not before giving one glance to the birds sitting on my balcony railing ! Aww, my cutiepies.

Grabbing my duppata, i went to open the door.

There she was, wearing a pink Banarasi silk saree, subtle jewellery, pallu on her head, kumkum on her hair partition. Oh my God !!! She is such a pretty lady !!!!!
My gorgeous lady !!!!
I went straight to her and hugged her kissing her cheeks , which make her smile more wide than ever.

"Are are, aaj humari afsar bitiya bahot hi jyda khushi se uth gayi hai, kya baat hai !" She said, making me smile more widely!

Yes i was happy more than any day today! And why shouldn't I ? My dream was finally completed now !!
I was thinking about my service, just when Nupur came somewhat running upstairs , her breath caught in mid air, " are... arey ...didi woh mohalle ke log aye hai sab , aapse milna hai unko. Aapko badhai dena chahte hai ! Aap jaldi se tayar hoke ajayi neche, aur chachi, Chacha ji aapko bula rahe hai neeche ! Aap chaliye na jaldi !" She said almost catching air from the surroundings .

Maa got happy , straightening her posture, she said with a pleasant voice, " tum jaldi tayar hoke neeche ajao Nandu, mehmanon ko jyda der aise Intezar nhi krani chahiye, theek hai, tab tak main aage hoti hoon !" Saying this maa pecked my forehead , smiled and left.

Nupur who was still standing there gave me a mischievous smile, while nodding she said, " kyaa baat hai, ek ladki ki bahot taarif ki jaa rahi hai neeche, ab toh bade log ho gaye aap, har jagah aapke hi charchein hai , Afsar Madam. " She said hitting my shoulder mischievously, giving a wide grin of smile to me.

"Accha ji, bade log! To ab aap jaiye maharani ji inn bade log ko tayar hoke neeche bhi ana hai, apni sari taarifon ka sweekar krne !" I said, hitting her head, in a small hit and went inside to take a shower and get ready to meet all the guests.

After sometime;

I came outside, taking warm shower, my hairs damp with water droplets, skin looking more pretty than usual, a smile still on my lips.

"Cheez toh tum ekdam mast ho IAS madam, kuch bhi kaho!" I said admiring myself, a little too long ,when chachi ji knocked on door, asking me to hurry up and come downstairs as it was already late. I assured her , and opened my closet, to find a simple yet elegant suit to put on. After trying some 10 or more suits, I found a yellow colour suit, it was an Anarkali type suit, with long sleeves, organza dupatta, and back fully covered.

Cool ! Giving full OFFICER vibes !!!

I looked at the suit twice and decided to put it on. After putting suit a air dried my hair, straighting it with hair straightener, apply bindi, wearing golden jhumke. I put on a golden chain in my neck, and a watch in my left hand. Swinging my hair lazily around my hip, i put on duppta and gave a one last glance to myself in the mirror, sprayed minimal perfume and went downstairs.

The hall downstairs was buzzing with the people from my locality, having chai - biscuits, holding bouquets of various flowers, there smell lingering in all over surrounding.

As soon as i entered the hall , everyone stood up and started congratulating me !!

Mahadev!! This was the exact day I used to dream when I was aspirant and now, it was an actual Reality! The fucking Reality of my life!!!!

Thank you shiv ji ! For this, to make me live this day in my life!!!

I was in my thoughts, when a small boy from our neighbourhood, Chandu, the one who have given the news of my exam qualification to my family members, came near me, giving me Rose flower, congratulating me , "badhai ho Nandu didi, ab to ab badi afasr bangayi na ?" he congratulated me and asked a simple question!

Aww he is such a cutiepie!!!!

"Haan chandu ji, ab aapki Nandu didi afasr bangyai hain! " I said, gaining a wide smile from him, making me chuckle too.

In a moment, the Secretary of our colony, Dubey uncle, came near me.

Giving me bouquet of flowers he said, "bahot bahot badhai ho Nandini bitiya, tumnein bs apne parivaar ka hi nhi hum sab ka naam roshan kiya hai! Humein tumpe bahot garv hai beta! Safalta ke uchh se uchh shikhar ko prapt kro tum ! Samaj ki seva mein apna Pura yogdan dena beta !" He blessed me, making me somewhat emotional.

That sacrifices of sleep , late night study sessions all were for this! Yes this is it!!!

"Dhanyawad, kaka. Aapki batein hum sada yaad rakhenge!" I said, bowing and touching his feet taking his blessing.

Soon, everybody, one by one came giving me flowers, congratulating me, taking pictures with me, giving me some valuable life lessons.

After that, we all sat and had snacks and much more things, making me realise my efforts have been proven worth of every sacrifice I made.

At TAPOVAN VILLA ;

Third person

Hall stood silent , when Tauji stood up and Slapped , Shresth, absolutely stunning everyone present there.

Naina, in no second, moved forward to shield Shresth from tauji's but all in vain. Shresth stopped her from stepping in between them, making way clear for tauji's anger to fume out.

"Murkh insaan, aise sambhalne wale ho tum humara dhanda, bs 4 din hum bahar kya chale gaye, humara hotel jal ke rakh ho gaya. Kya kr rahe the tum! Haaan , soo rahe the yaa mauj kr rahe the kisi ki bahon mein soke ! Woh kal ka aya SDM aur SP humare dhande pe moot ke chale gaye aur tum kya choodiyan pehen ke dekh rahe the? Are jab parson hi usne humare aadmiyon ko pakad ke ghaseeta tha road pe tab hi kyu nhi uska baaja baja dala tumne ? Uske humare Ghar tak ane ka intezaar kr rahe the kya tum? Kauno laaj , sharam nhi aayi tumko, akaal ke dushman ? "
Tauji lashed out at Shresth, his chest heaving in anger, fury clear on his face.
He was completely lost in his anger, when Naina said, making him more angry

"Humein hi kaha tha lalla se, naa jaye, kal humein puja rakhi thi uske swasth jeevan ke liye, to humne hi use rok liya, uski koi galti nhi hai woh toh jaa hi rha tha ,maine use roka , aapk kripa krke use kuch mat kahiye sarkar ...." Naina was yet to finish her sentence ,when tauji took two long steps and stood in front of Naina making her spine shiver in terror, raising his hand to slap her, when out of nowhere, Shresth came in between them, and thud!!!!

The Slap landed on the face of Shresth !!!!!
This was his second for the day !!!!
Lalla!" Naina screamed holding him (shresth), making him face towards her , removing his palm from his face. His cheeks has turned tomato red from the slaps!

"Ye kya kr rahe hai aap, aapne bhatije ko koi aise maarta hai kya ? Aisa kiya hi kya hai mere lalla ne ? Maine aapse isse pehle bhi kaha tha, aur aaj bhi keh rahi hu , apne iss khoon ke dhandhe mein mat ghasitiye mere lalla ko, baksh dijiye use!" Naina felt at the feet of Sushil, joining her hands, requesting him to stop including Shresth in his mafia activites . But obviously, it was to go all in vain.

Sushil in one jerk, make Naina stand up on her place, almost lashing out at her he said, "aap hi ke laad pyaar ka natija hai ye! Aur kya keh rahi hai aap, ye agar humara dhanda nhi sambhalega ,toh kya rotiya belega rasoi ghar mein ? Dixiton ka varis hai ye, ye sab age chalke isika hone wala hai, aise sambhalega ye sab kuch ! Aapne khud ke bete ko toh bail bana hi diya hai, auAnger fumed over Shresth's mind and face after reading the news and in one swift motion , he turned towards, sangam and said, the words that made Naina tremble on her place

"Gadi nikal sangam, ye khabar jisne bhi chapi hai kal uske maut ki khabar ayegi isi akhbaar mein , maut ka aisa tandav hoga ab jise swyam ishwar bhi na rok paye ! "

Saying this, he bent down, touched tauji's feet and went away walking furiously, making everyone stand still in aww of this aura!!

At the house of the news reporter ;

11a.m.

The Thar, came to hault, in front of the small house. Shresth stepped out of the car, unloading his gun, is face emotionless but his body and actions screaming unbearable anger.

As soon as he entered the house, he picked up the flower vase, and bang !!!!! With one jerk, broke it down on floor, making everyone in the house come out , their steps trembling.

"Chote sarkar! Aa.. aap yaha!" A lady screamed in terror, when a man, wearing kurta and pajama, spectacles on his eyes came outside.

Yes!! He was the one who was responsible for this and much more that was going to come their way today.

He was the news reporter, who had printed that news, which made Shresth lose his mind, in every possible way!

Shresth straight went towards him, yanking his collar, he dragged him to the couch, sat on the couch himself, gun in one hand, other holding the collar of the reporter legs resting lazily.

"Kyu be jhaantu, zindagi jeene se man uth gaya tha toh aise hi bata dete , ek goli teri khopdi mein dalke tera kam tamam kr dete hum. Par nhi tujhe toh suar ki maut marna tha na , harami! Teri itni himmat badh gayi tune huamre, Dixiton ke khilaf, khabar likhi aur chapai akhbar mein ! Haan! Sale, humare tukdon pe palne wala tu, aaj humpe hi bhaukne laga kutte, teri wajah se aaj hume, Shresth dixit ko jhukna pada, ye gaal dekh rha hai ,inpe 2 2 chatein khane pade, teri wajah se .." saying this, he started, smashing the cheeks of reporter merciless, leaving him breath less for few minutes.

Seeing this his wife, felt at the feet of begging for mercy from shresth, "maaf kr dijiye chote sarkar, ye nhi jante hai dixiton ke rutbe ko, unki ijjat ko, unke samparkon ko, hum samjha denge inhe, hum.. humm yaha se dur chale jayenge chote sarkar, pr inhe chhod dijiye. Humare chote bacche hai, unke baarein mein toh sochiye, agar inhe kuch ho gaya toh unka kya hoga ...." She said, almost crying on the feet of Shresth.

Shresth standing up casually on his place, went a little away from the lady, and in the most casual tone, he said, "bhabhiji ! Hum nhi sochte hai dusron ki biwi yon ke baremein ! Ye baat toh apke pati mahashay ko sochni chahiye thi na ki unke biwi ka kya hoga, unke bacchon ka kya hoga ? Haan? Aur aapne kaha na ki hum yaha se chale jayenge, woh toh apko jana hi padega, bs ye aapke sath nhi ayenge !"

His words sent shiver down the spine of reporter's wife, she almost trembling, muttered , "mtlb.. ch.. chote sar..sarkar ?"

"Mtlb ye bhabhiji ki ye jin haton ne aur jis juban ne ye khabar chapayi aur batayi logon ko, use katna hi hoga !"

Saying ghis, he grabbed the knife from the nearby table, and in one motion, cut down the tounge of, into two pieces, fountain of blood flowing from the mouth of reporter.

The lady almost fainted after just witnessing the horror that had happened in front of her, but that was not the end .

Shresth moved forword and started slicing his fingers with the knife like a madman, as usually as he was cutting vegetables.

He was madly, slicing his fingers, without caring about the blood oozing out of his hand... After slicing his all fingers he stopped, his chest heaving from the actions.

He stood up, pointed gun, at the middle of head of reporter and said his voice dangerously trembling,

"teri maut bakiyon ke liye sabak banegi reporter, marne ke baad bhi tu amar ho jayega !"

Saying this, he pulled the trigger and then bang!!!

The bullet shot through his skull, making him fall on his place, life less in the pool of his own blood!!

Picking up the knife, Shresth went till the door, stopped and said in most casual tone, "Aapke aur aapke bacchon ke rehne, khane pine aur gujara krne ka intezaam ho jayega, kal Tak hume ye ghar khali chahiye, warna jo iske sath hua, woh aapke sath bhi ho skta hai. Kyunki Shresth Dixit ko apni baatein dohrana Raas nhi aata, kya hai na ladle hai hum apni maa ke, ek baar mein hi kaam ho janae ki adat hai !"

Saying this, he signalled to Sangam to take the body away and make his wife leave the house, and while leaving he said, the words, that made everyone feel the terror he was holding, "agar humari pyari bhabhiji ne , yaha se nikalne se mana kar diya, ya fir kahi apna muh kholne ki koshish kari, to Iss ghar ko jala dena, inke aur inke Bacchon ke sath !"

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Tauji smashed his words at Naina, making her heart ache. Shresth was listening all this from long time, but now, the questions were being asked to his badi maa, which made him lose his patience.

Moving forward, kneeling on his knees before Tauji he said, "galti humari hai tauji, humko hi Jake ye matter khatam krna chahiye tha. Par humne kal hi Us SDM aur Sp ko thikane lagay hai. Aur jaise unka haal hai ,use dekhke humein nhi lgta, ke sarkar ab kisi aur ko yaha pe bhejegi SDM aur SP ke post ke liye ! "

Shresth said, his chest heaving , desperate for catching air.

" Woh toh kal ki baat ho gayi , ye aaj ki baat ka kya krein hum ?" As this words, left Tauji's mouth, everyone present in the hall, felt another wave of shock, generating in their body.

"Aaj, aaj kya..hua ..tauji ?" Shresth, asked his voice trembling.

"Akhbaar padhe ho aaj ka ? Ye lo padho, dekho kya dhajeeiya udayi gayi hai , dixton ke ijjat ki, lo padho !"

Tauji shouted at the top of his voice, throwing the newspaper on the face of shresth who was still kneeling before him.

"Kanpur ke Bhaiyya ji, underworld ke badshah, Sushil Dixit ke Hotel pe chapa marke ,uski tod phod krke use jaladiya gaya hai. Sutron ke hisab se, kanpur ke Sp shri. Paras mehra sahab aur SDM Shri. Kailashnath ji ne ye karnama kar dikhaya hai. Isse ek baat toh saaf hai ki 20 salon se chalti aa rahi, Dixiton ki satta pr kya ab koi rok lagane

wala agaya hai !"

Aisa hi tamasha 2 saal pehle bhi hua tha... Tab bhi dixiton ki ijjat bazar mein kaudi ke daam biki thi yaad hai? Ya ab ye bhi bhool gaye tum,? Sushil yelled at Shresth!!

Anger fumed over Shresth's mind and face after reading the news and in one swift motion , he turned towards, sangam and said, the words that made Naina tremble on her place

"Gadi nikal sangam, ye khabar jisne bhi chapi hai kal uske maut ki khabar ayegi isi akhbaar mein , maut ka aisa tandav hoga ab jise swyam ishwar bhi na rok paye ! "

Saying this, he bent down, touched tauji's feet and went away walking furiously, making everyone stand still in aww of this aura!!

At the house of the news reporter ;
11a.m.

The Thar, came to hault, in front of the small house. Shresth stepped out of the car, unloading his gun, is face emotionless but his body and actions screaming unbearable anger.

As soon as he entered the house, he picked up the flower vase, and bang !!!!! With one jerk, broke it down on floor, making everyone in the house come out , their steps trembling.

"Chote sarkar! Aa.. aap yaha!" A lady screamed in terror, when a man, wearing kurta and pajama, spectacles on his eyes came outside.
Yes!! He was the one who was responsible for this and much more that was going to come their way today.

He was the news reporter, who had printed that news, which made Shresth lose his mind, in every possible way!

Shresth straight went towards him, yanking his collar, he dragged him to the couch, sat on the couch himself, gun in one hand, other holding the collar of the reporter legs resting lazily.

"Kyu be jhaantu, zindagi jeene se man uth gaya tha toh aise hi bata dete , ek goli teri khopdi mein dalke tera kam tamam kr dete hum. Par nhi tujhe toh suar ki maut marna tha na , harami! Teri itni himmat badh gayi tune huamre, Dixiton ke khilaf, khabar likhi aur chapai akhbar mein ! Haan! Sale, humare tukdon pe palne wala tu, aaj humpe hi bhaukne laga kutte, teri wajah se aaj hume, Shresth dixit ko jhukna pada, ye gaal dekh rha hai ,inpe 2 2 chatein khane pade, teri wajah se .." saying this, he started, smashing the cheeks of reporter merciless, leaving him breath less for few minutes.

Seeing this his wife, felt at the feet of begging for mercy from shresth, "maaf kr dijiye chote sarkar, ye nhi jante hai dixiton ke rutbe ko, unki ijjat ko, unke samparkon ko, hum samjha denge inhe, hum.. humm yaha se dur chale jayenge chote sarkar, pr inhe chhod dijiye. Humare chote bacche hai, unke baarein mein toh sochiye, agar inhe kuch ho gaya toh unka kya hoga ...." She said, almost crying on the feet of Shresth.

Shresth standing up casually on his place, went a little away from the lady, and in the most casual tone, he said, "bhabhiji ! Hum nhi sochte hai dusron ki biwi yon ke baremein ! Ye baat toh apke pati mahashay ko sochni chahiye thi na ki unke biwi ka kya hoga, unke bacchon ka kya hoga ? Haan? Aur aapne kaha na ki hum yaha se chale jayenge, woh toh apko jana hi padega, bs ye aapke sath nhi ayenge !"
His words sent shiver down the spine of reporter's wife, she almost trembling, muttered , "mtlb.. ch.. chote sar..sarkar ?"

"Mtlb ye bhabhiji ki ye jin haton ne aur jis juban ne ye khabar chapayi aur batayi logon ko, use katna hi hoga !"

Saying ghis, he grabbed the knife from the nearby table, and in one motion, cut down the tounge of, into two pieces, fountain of blood flowing from the mouth of reporter.

The lady almost fainted after just witnessing the horror that had happened in front of her, but that was not the end .

Shresth moved forword and started slicing his fingers with the knife like a madman, as usually as he was cutting vegetables.

He was madly, slicing his fingers, without caring about the blood oozing out of his hand... After slicing his all fingers he stopped, his chest heaving from the actions.

He stood up, pointed gun, at the middle of head of reporter and said his voice dangerously trembling,
"teri maut bakiyon ke liye sabak banegi reporter, marne ke baad bhi tu amar ho jayega !"
Saying this, he pulled the trigger and then bang!!!
The bullet shot through his skull, making him fall on his place, life less in the pool of his own blood!!

Picking up the knife, Shresth went till the door, stopped and said in most casual tone, "Aapke aur aapke bacchon ke rehne, khane pine aur gujara krne ka intezaam ho jayega, kal Tak hume ye ghar khali chahiye, warna jo iske sath hua, woh aapke sath bhi ho skta hai. Kyunki Shresth Dixit ko apni baatein dohrana Raas nhi aata, kya hai na ladle hai hum apni maa ke, ek baar mein hi kaam ho janae ki adat hai !"

Saying this, he signalled to Sangam to take the body away and make his wife leave the house, and while leaving he said, the words, that made everyone feel the terror he was holding, "agar humari pyari bhabhiji ne , yaha se nikalne se mana kar diya, ya fir kahi apna muh kholne ki koshish kari, to Iss ghar ko jala dena, inke aur inke Bacchon ke sath !"

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