This will be a story of a middle class man whose dream is to become an IPS and a girl who wants to lead a team of people who will secretly serving for the country and the girl is orphaned.Their love story starts and both of them are bound with their...
(As Abir Enters he was shocked to see...) The Scene was... Wasim was tied up...on the chair.. semi-concious...Mishti was sitting on the table with gun....ofcourse she got some injuries too... Abir came inside the room.... Mishti saw him...her eyes were filled with tears..but she control herself... Abir went to wasim...
He was not responding at the moment... Abir call Manav...and Teenu..there... They came... Manav- Sir ye... Mishti- Wasim Khan... But abhi hosh me nhi hai.. Abir- I think hame sham ko interrogate karna chahiye...par yahan nhi...isse yahan se le jana hoga...Feroz sir is coming in the evening...wahi karte hai baat... Tum dono manage kr loge isse... Teenu- Haan sir....Udaipur official cell me le chalte hai... Manav- haan..chalo... Main wheel chair mangwata hun.. Abir- hmm.. Manav and Teenu take wasim with them.. Abir closed the door... Abir turned around... Mishti- Abir..
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(An intense Hug😍..after every incident they only care about each other...) Abir rubbed his hand on her cheek which was turned red because of slap...mishti felt the pain... Abir- I m sorry.. Mishti- kyun.. Abir- I know ye sb plan nhi tha..pr mujhe tum pe trust tha...and i m so proud of you... Sach me.. Mishti- 😊 Abir- chalo abhi.... Mishti- kahan? Abir- dressing nhi karni...? Chalo aao baitho yahan... (Abir brings first aid kit) Abir put the cotton with medicines....on the wounds.. Mishti- ouch sir...dukh rha hai..kya kr rhe hai aap... Abir- mishti bacho ki tarah matt karo..chup ho ke baitho.. Mishti- bachi nhi hun main..par dard to sabko hota hai na... Abir- mishtee... Mishti- ek baat batao.... Abir- ek nhi hazaar bataunga...par tum hilna band karo...aur pucho kya puchna hai... Mishti- Aap kabhi bhi mujhe akela to nhi chodoge naa... Abir- bar bar ek sawaal kyn mishti..mujhe pta hai..tumhara yeh dar...par maine tumhe hazaar dafa kaha hai..tum jaane ko kahogi tab bhi nhi jaunga... Mishti- par kabhi kabhi aisi situation bhi aa jati hai..jab hum jo nhi chahte wo bhi krne ko majboor ho jate hai... Abir- agar aisa hua to tum mujhe zor se pakad lena... Okay Ab tum aaram karo sham ko jana hai... Mishti- aur aap...? Abir- main tumhare liye kuch khane ko banata hu..thk hai... Mishti- thk hai... (Abir prepared khichdi and they both ate...mishti took the medicines...and was sleeping...Abir adoring her...and then he got the call...) Manav- Sir aap...Abhi aa jaiye...kuch jaruri discuss karna..hai.. Abir- Abhi thk hai..aata hun... Mishti to so rhi hai... Aaram karne deta hun... Ek note chod deta hun.... "Mishti panic matt krna...manav ka call aaya tha to mujhe jana pada...tumhare liye neeche car ready hai taiyaar hoke aa jana..." (Abir put the note on the table...went near mishti kissed her forehead...and leaving..mishti caught his hand...please no..she utter.. Abir knows that she is in her sleep he quietly put her hand back...and left)
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