Braindead-Rebirth of Wisdom and Prowess

Braindead

Ghyana gathered all the regarding information which was add on to his brilliancy and intellectual. Days were going; Ghyana was researching, observing the behavior, the language, the gestures of Rakesh and Brayden and their customers and the other staff. Ghyana was in dilemma. He was unable to make a decision. He was working with wrong people and that’s the only truth, and he didn’t want to do that, it was a fact. He became the victim of situation. He was too confused to decide. After over thinking, he had to a firm stand. He decided to break the bond and quit the job. He went to Rakesh’s cabin. Ghyana opened Rakesh’s cabin door for asking permission to come in he heard some part of conversation

Rakesh: “Please try to understand Bhima…We are in trouble now… we can’t raise the value…Please, convince Rammya to send the next consignment as soon as possible. Please listen to me… I and Brayden will think on your share… ”

The two names Bhima and Rammya were the unknown names for Ghyana, as he didn’t found those names on any agreements or contract papers or consignment papers.

While listening to Rakesh, Ghyana thought that he must visit Andhra, India from where the goods were importing. He was having some addresses of Andhra. He changed his mind of quitting the job.

 Rakesh saw Ghyana’s reflection in the glass of window and cut the call in hurry.

Rakesh: “Ghyana… Please come in.”

Ghyana: “Rakesh, I need to talk to you.”

Rakesh: “Yes, please go ahead…”

Ghyana: “I want a leave for one week, as I am going to my birthplace Gujrat.”

Rakesh: “Okay, suddenly decided to go? Is there any specific reason?”

Ghyana: “Yes, actually my parents want to take the blessing of Lord Shiva as I got the best job.”

Ghyana was saying lie to Rakesh.

Rakesh: “Oh..Okay. That’s fine. You may go.”

Ghyana was preparing himself to visit Andhra Pradesh (Amrava) India. He booked the tickets from his personal account. He captured the photographs of some necessary documents, and left for India.  He had nothing informed to any of his friends or family members and even to Girija about his visit to Andhra.

He took the flight, reached Amrava safely, and started finding the addresses. He travelled through bus and private vehicles. Andhra was unknown place for him. Still he was finding those illegal places with the help of Google Map. But he thought, there must be someone with him. If he injured, then someone must be there to inform his family. He decided to take a help from local police. But then he thought that police won’t help him or may get trapped by them, as that was a sensitive case. But he also didn’t know that he was already got trapped in the illegal net.

Anyways, Ghyana was living in a hotel. In the early morning, a waiter came to his room asking for breakfast named Sai.

Ghyana: “hey bro, what’s your name?”

Waiter: “Sai, what would you like to have in breakfast Sir?”

Ghyana: “You.”

Sai: “Sorry?”

Ghyana: “Don’t be. Sai, from how many years you are working in this hotel?”

Sai: “It’s been 6 years now.”

Ghyana: “You seem to be a good guy. Can you help me?”

Sai: “What kind of help you want?”

Ghyana: “Listen Sai, I am new in this city. I just wanted to reach at ‘Nallamala.’ Will you please come with me?”

Sai: “Sir, that’s a forest area. And people live there are like violent criminals.”

Ghyana: “Okay. Don’t worry Sai. We’ll just stay for some time and will take a leave.”

Sai: “Sir, are you police or any secret agent?”

Ghyana: “No I am neither the police nor any agent.”

Sai: “So, why are you willing to go at such dangerous place?”

Ghyana: “That is none of your business. It’s a long story. I’ll tell you some day. But for now please help me. I’ll pay for it.”

Sai: “Okay. I’ll do the morning shift tomorrow. We’ll go at night by road. You have to hire a private vehicle for that, and yes, most important, you have to drive. We can’t trust on anyone, so won’t take a risk.”

Ghyana: “Got it. See you tomorrow.”

Sai: “Good night sir.”

Sai had given a contact number of a travel agency in Amrava to Ghyana. In the early morning, Ghyana went to the agency office and hired a Renault KWID for two days. He drived purposely for whole day, at different places in Andhra so that no one could get a doubt on him. The sun set and at the night, Sai met Ghyana on some kilometers long away from the hotel roadside. Then the journey to Nallamala started. On the way of Nallamala, Ghyana saw a farmhouse.

It was around 2 or 2:30 in the night. That was the period of ambient darkness. In that dark night, at 2:30am the lights of that farmhouse were on. Some trucks were parked on the side of road, and labors were keeping the pieces of wood into the trucks. Some were keeping some other heavy bags inside the truck. Ghyana observed that the trucks were not having number plate. He took the car near that farmhouse.

Ghyana: “What’s this Sai?”

Sai: “This is Rammya’s farmhouse.”

Ghyana: “Rammya?”

Sai: “Yes. Rammya is a thriving, rich and endowed farmer in Telngana.”

Ghyana: “What does he grow in his farm?”

Sai: “Commercial Food crops like rice, mango, sugar cane, tobacco.”

“This is his farm house. He has number of farms around the district.”

Between that conversation of Sai and Ghyana, one voice touched the Ghyana’s ear that was ‘Bhima…’ There was a driver who loudly called as ‘Bhima…’ Bhima was sounding like a leader or assistant manager of that illegal gang.

Ghyana got the connection between Bhima, Rammya and Akon Circe. Rakesh and Brayden used to purchase the Sandalwood from Rammya(The Indian farmer and vendor) dealing with his right hand Bhima and were selling that to the Cosmetic and Soap Industries in US with higher values. The companies used to process that wood and produce the low quality beauty product as they were getting Sandalwood at very high cost. So, they were not affording to provide good quality product to the customers whereas they wanted to earn too.

There was a contract between the ‘Akon Circe’ and their associated industries that ‘Akon Circe’ will sell their products with ideal amount to the outside customers on the base of 60% to 40% partnership. In short, Rakesh and Brayden were not only importing and exporting the Sandalwood illegally but also deceiving the local public in US by selling low quality expensive products so that the industries may earn uncountable profit. They were grabbing the money from both ends and were looting the people who were naïve to realize what was happening around. There were some Movie starts, celebrities who were promoting the products, doing endorsements and branding the value of Akon Circe and associated industries like ‘BeauCon Products’ which was one of the associates.

After beauty products, Akon Circe was planning to enter into construction business with ‘Devin Braddy’ founder of ‘Floweret Constructions’ who were working in illegal supply of timber.

When everything was cleared in Ghyana’s mind, he realized that he must go back to US and must leave the job of ‘Akon Circe’. He took a u turn and returned to the hotel. The time when Ghana and Sai left for the hotel, Bhima informed Rammya and Rakesh about Ghyana’s visit to farmhouse.

Rammaya: “Hello Rakesh, your boy Ghyana was here. Should I kill him?”

Rakesh: “No Rammaya….let him come to US. We will handle him.”

Rammaya: “Are you sure?”

Rakesh: “Yes.”

Bhima: “Boss, just give me an order, I won’t leave him so easily.”

Rammaya: “No Bhima, let him go. It’s his first and last visit.”

Brayden: “You stupid Rakesh, Why did you stop Rammaya?”

“If he killed Ghyana, his death would be mystery and we would have been safe for ever.”

Rakesh: “Brayden, I want to kill him.”

Ghyana and Sai returned at the hotel back late night.

Sai: “What was that sir? You came all around the US just to see that farmhouse?”

Ghyana: “Yes dear. It’s special, Thank you buddy.”

After this conversation, Ghyana called Girija.

Ghyana: “Hello Girija…”

Girija: “Hi Ghyana, where were you dear? How many I called you? Why didn’t you receive my calls?”

Ghyana: “I am sorry, was busy.”

Girija: “Where are you? Please come back to Australia. I am getting worried. Uncle and Aunty are also worrying about you. Please come Ghyana…”

Ghyana: “Yes dear, I am coming soon. I am going to leave this job. Let’s get married Girija.”

Girija: “What happened? You just come here, and then will have a talk together.”

That was the last conversation of Ghyana with Girija. Ghyana gave some money to Sai with his contact number. The next morning he took a flight and came back to the US. In the entire journey from India to US, Ghyana had having a future plan in his mind. He planned to join his family business and to get married with Girija and they will have a happy family.

He wanted to forget the experience like a black dream. And he never wanted to inform to the cops about that illegal trade. Because his mother always taught him that, ‘Never cut the giving hands’ as Rakesh and Brayden had given him an opportunity to start his career. It was just as simple as that. When he reached at the airport, Ghyana took a taxi for his place. From somewhere a truck came and an accident happened with Ghyana’s taxi. Rakesh and Brayden make that accident happened as they wanted to remove his existence.

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Someone on the road, informed Girija about that accident as the last call was of Girija in Ghyana’s phone. The people gathered around Ghyana took him to the hospital. There was no blood flow at all, his bones were not injured. He was just unconscious. The taxi driver was died on the spot. Rakesh and Brayden were happy to know about Ghyana.

Vivo, the junior manager from ‘Akon Circe’ was having little knowledge about that accident and Ghyana’s trip to India. But he was keep quite. Girija and Ghyana’s family came to US and run towards the hospital where Ghyana was getting treat. Parents of Ghyana and Girija were so tensed that they couldn’t believe on that incident. But Girija was prepared somewhere. She was just remembering the Priest’s words. It was really a crucial time for Ghyana.

The numbers of questions were crowding in everyone’s mind. Girija informed to Guruprit, Rohan and Nitu.

Guruprit: “Girija, how it happened?”

Girija: “Don’t know. I got a call from Ghyana’s mobile phone. Some unknow person informed me.”

Rohan: “But what was Ghyana doing at airport?”

Gururprit: “I was also thinking about the same. Girija, was Ghyana going somewhere?”

Nitu: “Or he might be coming from somewhere…?”

Girija: “I really don’t know.”

Mr. Oberoy: “How this can happen with my son? He is a gentleman.”

Mrs. Oberoy: “That’s why I was worrying about him, oh God, please save my son.”

The cops came, asked several questions to Ghyana’s family and friends including Girija. The cops were already having some clues about the trade in Akon Circe and Brayden was having some criminal background. So cops decided to enquire Brayden and Rakesh. Before that, Vivo, the junior manager in Akon Circe was went to the hospital and shared some informative threads with Girija, Guru, Rohan and Nitu.

Vivo: “Ghyana Sir’s friends?”

Guruprit: “Yes. Can we have your introduction?”

Vivo: “I am Vivo, working in Akon Circe under Ghyana Sir.”

“I want to share something with you. Can I trust you?”

Guruprit: “Yes, sure. Be confident.”

Vivo: “Ghyana Sir went to Andhra Pradesh (India) for investigating the illegal trade of Sandalwood.”

Rohan: “Sandalwood?”

Guruprit: “Yes, he was discussed that with my father. But when did he go and what was the need of his investigation?”

Vivo: “Ghyana sir was making himself sure that there was some illegal processes were active in the company.”

Rohan: “Why didn’t he discuss with us or his father or Girija?”

Vivo: “May be he didn’t want any of you into trouble…”

Nitu: “Now he got trapped into trouble… ”

Vivo: “It is not an accident. It is an attempt to murder. I am sure about it.”

“Please don’t tell this to cops, otherwise I would be in the same condition. I came here only for Ghyana Sir. He is nice human being.”

Gururprit: “Thanks for your information and courage you shown.”

Vivo: “It was my responsibility.”

Rohan: “Should we make a complaint against ‘Akon Circe’?”

Nitu: “Not now. We should wait for the right time.”

Guruprit: “I think Nitu is right. For now, we must focus on Ghyana’s health.”

After three to four days, doctors called Ghyana’s parents and Girija in the cabin.

Doctor: “Mr. and Mrs. Oberoy, I don’t want to give any fake or wrong hope intentionally.”

Mr. Oberoy: “What do you mean Doctor?”

Mrs. Oberoy: “Doc, my son will be fine?”

Girija: “Doc we are prepared. Please tell us the truth. Please don’t make it a shock or suspense.”

Doctor: “Okay, come to the point, Ghyana has got a big injury on his brain. The blood got coughed in his brain and so he cannot think, understands the things, the situation. We are not providing any artificial oxygen support system as he can breathe enough. We are just feeding him through salience. In this case, we declare a patient as Braindead.”

Mr. Oberoy: “How long it will take to recover from it?”

Doctor: “Some days, some months, some years or may be never.”

“Very few or less percentage of patients may get rid of this condition. But we can’t say anything exactly, natural miracles, God’s grace can make him survive.”

Mrs. Oberoy: “Can we take him to the home?”

Doctor: “Yes you can if there are the medical facilities at home.”

Mr. Oberoy: “No, it is better to keep him under Doctor’s observation. We can’t take any risk.”

After that Girija sent Mr. and Mrs. Oberoy back to Australia and decide to stay with Ghyana in the hospital. She took a room on rent near hospital and visited Ghyana every day. She used to talk for hours with Ghyana as she was hoping that may be some day Ghyana would listen her and might start to respond.

Guruprit, Rohan and Nitu were also tried to make Ghyana respond. Girija was completely broken down. They were getting married soon and never thought about the condition. Life is unpredictable.

Guruprit: “I can understand Girija. I was always used to tell Ghyana to say those three magical words to you, time may run out, but he didn’t listen my words.”

Nitu: “He will say. Girija, don’t worry dear, everything will be sorted soon.”

Rohan: “Yes Girija, believe, destiny may change.”

The 3G were always encouraged Girija for not losing hopes. Once Mrs. Meheta, Girija’s mother tried to convince Girija for marriage.

Guruprit: “Anyway, guys I and Ridhhi getting married next month. You all are invited with family.”

Girija: “Congracts…Convey our regards to Ridhhi.”

Guruprit: “Sure… Thanks. I think we should leave now.”

Rohan: “Yes. Bye Girija. Take care.”

Girija: “Bye.”

Girija’s mother was with her that time. She got disturbed when she heard the news of Guruprit’s marriage. She thought that everyone with her was getting married and settling their lives and her daughter is serving a person who is almost dead. She was feeling anxiet about her daughter’s future.

Mrs. Meheta: “Girija, for how long will you serve Ghyana in this condition?”

“You should move on dear. You have your personal life.”

Girija: “Ghyana is my life Ma. I can’t leave him in this situation.”

Mrs. Meheta: “Girija, think for us. We are also worried about him. But there is no fix time to get recover. For how long will you wait?”

Girija: “Till the end of his life which is not going to be end.”

Mrs. Meheta: “You got Myad.”

Girija: “As you say so. But I’ll wait for Ghyana.s”

Girija worshipped lord Shiva. She had daily fixed routine for Ghyana. She used to serve him, took care of him like a child. She used to keep twitting with Ghyana continuously. She used to sing classical music for Ghyana. She was doing her duty responsibly none other like a better half of Ghyana.

Cops were investigating the Ghyana’s case. They search the flight details of the Ghyana. Cops were having Ghyana’s passport, bag and mobile phone from the taxi. When searched out his mobile phone, there some document photographs and in its header the company name ‘Akon Circe’ was mentioned. The flight tickets were checked which were for India (Andhra Pradesh). The cops then sent a team to Akon Circe for further investigation. Cops interrogated the staff including Rakesh and Brayden.

The Cop: “Mr. Rakesh, have you sent Ghyana to India for official purpose?”

Rakesh: “No, I didn’t. He asked for permission to go to India for some ritual ceremony. I agreed and sanctioned his leave.”

The Cop: “Okay. Please give me the names of staff who were working under Ghyana.”

Rakesh: “There were some outsider contractors. In office he was working with Brayden and Vivo, the junior manager. ”

Cops took Vivo to the station and started firing number of questions on him. In the first session Vivo didn’t say anything. But when cops got stricter he narrated the things which he had discussed with Guruprit and other friends of Ghyana.

At that moment, Kinley, the working guy who argued for payment was reach to the station and fired a complaint against Akon Circe, that they had not cleared his payment from last 8 months.

The Cops got forced Vivo to identify Kinle and vice versa. Both the person identified each other. Then the main part was got start.

The cop: “Kinle, what was your designation in Akon Circe?”

Kinley: “Driver”

The cop: “Show you license.”

Kinley showed the license.

The cop: “Jo d**k? This license is a fake.”

Kinley: “Yes Sir. It is a fake. Vivo had given this to me while joining. ”

Vivo: “Sir, Brayden used to make these all fake documents for drivers. Even, the trucks or vans used in importing or exporting the goods were not having proper end exact number plates. Brayden used to manage all documents. I just pass it to  the employees, that’s what my job was.”

Th Cop: “Kinley and Vivo, if you were known about the illegal nature of the work, then why you did accept working there? You both must have gone catch by the cops earlier.”

Kinley: “We were in need sir, and everyone working in Akon Circe is needy. Rakesh and Brayden appoint the staff like us who won’t complain and were ready to work in less salary.”

The cop: “What do you know about Ghyana's accident?”

Kinley: “No Sir.”

Vivo: “I was also unknown of it. But I doubt, Rakesh and Brayden must be behind this.”

The cop: “How can you be so sure?”

Vivo: “I had herded the conversation between Rakesh and Brayden. Brayden was keeping an eye on Ghyana, as he always tests the person who newly joined the company.”

The cop: “There were two names ‘Bhima’ and ‘Rammaya’; do you know them?”

Vivo: “I haven’t seen or met them, but they are the suppliers c*m vendors of Sandalwood from India (Andhra Pradesh)”

The cop: “Was there any argument or any altercation between Rakesh and Rammaya or with Brayden?”

Vivo: “Not exactly, Rakesh and Brayden are best friends, but Rammaya wanted to raise the price of goods and Rakesh had refused to pay. That was the only issue.”

The cop: “Vivo, did you have any idea from where and how Rammaya was exporting the Sandalwood?”

Vivo: “How would I know sir? Rammaya is in India. Might be he didn’t register his farm to the forest department. I was having the doubt only. Ghyana Sir collected the detail information. I was having the only knowledge that our company is purchasing and selling Sandalwood, its importing from India and exporting to US and some other small industrial places for cosmetic and soap making process. The goods were coming legally or illegally, that was none of my or anyone’s business. I alerted Ghyana Sir too. But he was honest and principal based person.”

The cop: “Okay, you may leave now.”

Akon Circe was one of the reputed beauty product companies in the market. When cops started investigating Akon Circe, it automatically became the breaking news. The media, news channels were showing some names like Kinley, Vivo, Bhima, Rammaya and Ghyana Oberoy in the news. Everyone was thinking Ghyana was a wrong and fake person. He was originally from India, and In India, Sandalwood has some specific ritual values in religious functions and in Ayurveda too. So, the Indian social people were getting extremely angry on Ghyana though he was not a culprit. He was just got trapped into wrong network of people. Otherwise, when he came to know about the reality in Akon Circe he had decided to quit the job, before that he got targeted. Kinley and Vivo were the employees of Akon Circe but they were not the main culprits.

 Rakesh and Brayden were getting disturbed day by day; they tried to contact Kinley and Vivo, because they didn’t know about Vivo and Kinley’s statement to the cops and they wanted to know. The cops were too clever. They didn’t take any immediate action after Kinley’s and Vivo’s interrogation, if they did so, Kinley and Vivo had to lose their lives, still Kinley and Vivo were scared after the statement. The cops collected some proofs from local agents who works as an information providers in the smuggle world and raid the Akon Circe. When they got a strong proof against the company, Rakesh and Brayden got arrested. The cops presented the culprits in front of the court, submitted the messed documents along with the statement recordings of witnesses. The court found Rakesh and Brayden guilty and got punished for 10 years imprisonment and it was declared as a no bail offence.

Every news channel was displaying the news. Akon Circe lose their 15yeras reputation in few months, most important they had broken the customer’s trust. It was nothing but a cheating. All the customers were got angry who were purchasing the products produced by their associates since long and were presenting harsh comments. Some religious organizations got upset as it was the issue of Sandalwood. Religious feeling were got hurt. That was very insulting and ashamed scene for Rakesh and Brayden.  

In this, Ghyana and Girija’s parents, their friends were in shock; because they didn’t have any idea about the matter, which was so deep and horrible. There were number of lives got destroyed by Rakesh and Braden. Many cases of k********g and murder got come up later related to Akon Circe. It was all beyond imagination.

When cops carefully studied the employees’ documents in human resource department, they found that number of employees left the company within one or two years some left within months too; they were not fired by company. When cops reached up to them and asked the reason for leaving the job, answer was same that they didn’t want to be a part of that network. If they continued, then their future might be like Ghyana Oberoy.

The college principal, management and placement team of the college was also interrogated then afterwards. The ultimatum was given to the college to verify the companies’ profile, background and work culture before appointing them for student placement. It was not just expected to call such companies for placement. Instead of making, Akon Circe was destroying the future of students.

After that, six months were gone but Ghyana’s condition was as it was. Within these six months, Girija and Ghyana’s parents were got habitual with Ghyana’s condition. They were day night praying to God demanding for Ghyana’s life.

It was one year when Girija’s sister passed her 12th exams and admitted to college. Mr. and Mrs. Meheta were feeling almost died when they looked Girija in a pity and helpless condition. Rohan got married with Ana and got settled in Delhi, Nitu and Niraj got married. Guruprit was supposed to get married and was got selected in a management company in US. All were feeling very sad for Ghyan and Girija. Doctors couldn’t do anything.

Now it’s been two years. One day, while Girija was singing a classical Malkansa Raaga in the hospital near Ghyana, nurse called doctor loudly

Nurse: “Doc…Doc…; excuse me, please seat near the patient.”

Girija: “Yes, but what happened? Why are you calling Doctor?”

Nurse: “Wait.”

Girija was astonished. She looked at the Ghyana and what did she see? Ghyana was moving his eyes.

Doctor came and checked Ghyana’s pulse.

Doctor: “He is responding. We can hope for more Girija. Talk to him. But please take care, he must not be excited. His pulse and heart rate should not be exceeding, otherwise it may affect his brain. He is unable to handle strain right now.”

Girija: “Yes doctor.”

Girija was tears in her eyes. She thanked God and informed the good news to Mr. and Mrs. Oberoy. They were so happy that immediately they left for US to meet Ghyana. Mrs. Oberoy started talking to Ghyana, he responded positively. He looked at Mr. Oberoy and what a miracle, tear drops fallen down on Mr. Oberoy’s hand from Ghyana’s eye.

Mr. Oberoy: “Don’t cry my dear son, you will be fine soon. We are with you. Girija is with you. Your Mom is praying for you.”

Ghyana was listening to him…

Mrs. Oberoy: “Ghyana, dear, your friends got married. We want you and Girija to get married soon. We will do lot of shopping.”

Ghyana smiled very lightly. Girija observed that.

Girija: “Aunty, he smiled at you.”

Mr. Oberoy: “Girija, what was the Doctor’s opinion? Have you talked with him?”

Girija: “Yes uncle. Doctors are hoping for the best. He is responding. Improvement is gradual. But we have to be careful. He must not get excited.”

Mr. Oberoy: “Hmm…Please informed it to your parents.”

Girija: “Yes uncle.”

Mr. Oberoy: “Shanu, let’s go from here, will come tomorrow.”

Mrs. Oberoy: “No Shekhar, I want to talk to my son. I won’t leave him now.”

Mr. Oberoy: “Okay Shnau. But Doctors are not allowed to talk for long, his brain is getting stressed.”

Mrs. Oberoy: “No, he is responding to my words, look… looks at him…”

Mr. Oberoy: “Yes, but it is enough for now. Please try to understand. Don’t bother him.”

Girija: “Aunty, uncle is correct. We all must leave now.”

After so many efforts, Mrs. Oberoy was got ready to move from hospital; but She and her husband Mr. Oberoy lived there for a month, and daily they both and Girija used to engage Ghyana in different sort of talk having the gap of some time.

After three to four months Ghyana started moving his legs. Guruprit and Rohan were come to meet him. They were also tried to perswade Ghyana. Ghyana recognized them but couldn’t speak. One day, Girija’s parents came to meet Ghyana. When Ghyana saw them, he just cried and connected his both hands which were a gesture to say sorry. Somewhere he must be feeling bad for Girija or feeling guilty.

Girija: “Look Ma, he is saying Sorry to you both as he thinks that he wasted your daughter’s life, how humble he is.”

Mrs. Meheta: “We know Girija, Ghyana is a gentleman. But as parents our worry about your future was not wrong.”

Mrs. Oberoy: “Yes Mrs. Meheta, you were absolutely right. Girija, we also mistaken dear. We took you for granted, never thought about your future. You were fantastic with us, like our daughter and we accepted you for the whole life, but we forgot the reality. We are very sorry dear. And we are sorry to you too Mrs. Meheta that we couldn’t understand this earlier. We were not in such condition to think anything else than Ghyana.”

Mr. Meheta: “Don’t be sorry Mrs. Oberoy. Please control yourself. Nothing was wrong. The circumstances were not in our favor. Everything will be alright. ”

Girija: “Let us end this topic. I need to go now. Ghyana must be waiting for me.”

After two days, Mr. and Mrs. Meheta left for Indiaa(Dwarka) and then Mr. and Mrs. Oberoy also went to Australia.

Girija continued her routine with Ghyana and his services. She used to pray to God, used to sing for Ghyana, used to talk with him. One day. She shared some hilarious incidents with Ghyana and what a miracle, Ghyana laughed. The sun was rising and setting, every new day was coming with some new improvement in Ghyana. Girija and Doctors were experiencing success in the efforts they were taking since one and a half year.

It was a Sunday, when Girija got some late; her health was not supporting those days. Still she was doing her best. She was about to fell down on the floor and the next moment Ghyana was sitting on the bed and smiling at her. She forgot her health and run towards Ghyana and started crying loudly.

Nurse: “Hey, why are you crying? He is fine now.”

Doctor: “yes, see, our efforts got success, especially yours.”

Girija: “No Doc, it’s just because of you and your encouraging staff, without your perfect treatment and constant encouragement it was impossible.”

Ghyana: “Girija, I want to meet Mom and Dad; where are they?”

Girja: “They are in Australia. Wait, I make a call.”

Ghyana: “No, just go home, will give them surprise.”

Girija: “As you wish. Can I call Guru?”

Ghyana: “Hmm…”

Guru came and hugged Ghyana and was also crying.

Ghyana: “Guru, I think you guys are not happy with me. Should I lay on bed again?”

Guru: “Shut up, we will make you enemies to lay on bed forever.”

Ghyana: “ha.. ha… ha…”

Guruprit: “How are you feeling buddy?”

Ghyana: “Absolutely fine.”

Guurprit: “You know Ghyana, my father was feeling so sad for you. He is living an unknown guilt that he had given the information about Sandalwood and its trade, and then this happened.”

Ghyana: “I can understand Guru. Don’t worry, I’ll talk to him.”

Guruprit: “Thanks. Ghyana, It’s been two years now. In these two years Girija faced many harsh moments. This time buddy, you must propose her. I do not doubt your love, but she wants to hear from you. Alright, just assume, it is my last wish.”

Ghyana: “Guru, why are you saying so? Okay, forget; but you were right, some feelings must be expressed on that particular time, otherwise time may run out. I experienced it.”

“Girija, without wasting time any more, I Love You, will you marry me?”

Girija: “Yes Ghyana.”

Guruprit: “This was the only reason; she waited for two years for you.”

Ghyana: “And this was the only reason for making her wait two years for me. It was the thing that made me alive, otherwise I would have been declared as dead and not the brain dead.”

Guruprit: “Please, I think we all should skip these memories from our mind. Let’s take a new start. Get married Ghyana and welcome your new life, start your family.”

Ghyana: “Yes Guru.I already given so much pain to my dear family. I am also culprit of Girija and her family. I won’t make them wait now, after going to Australia, will immediately decide the marriage date.”

Guruprit: “That’s great. Don’t forget me to invite. I will be waiting for your invitation.”

Ghyana: “Sure dear. We all will have fun together; the 3G will rock again.”

After one week, doctors discharged Ghyana and gave some guidelines to Girija. Ghyana was totally fine, but there was need to take care; because brain is very sensitive and important part of the human body. It must not be over stressed or over strained by any reason. Girija noted down all the things in her diary and packed the luggage. Guru was come to wish them luck.

Guruprit: “Girija, here are some medical and discharge papers. Keep this with you, and Ghyana, please take care of yourself and of Girija too. Her constant hard work and unconditional love take you back from death evil. ”

Ghyana checked the discharged documents.

Guruprit: “What are you observing now? It’s completely legal.”

Ghyana: “Ha…ha…ha….. I am going to miss you bro.”

Guruprit: “We are getting late.”

Ghyana, Girija and Guruprit left hospital and reached at the airport. Ghyana and Girija flied to US and Guruprit thanked God for their safety. In the flight, Ghyana and Girija were too happy. Once they got reached at Ghyana’s place Girija was supposed to call to her family informing about Ghyana’s recovery.

An early morning, Ghyana and Girija reached at home. Mr. Oberoy was sleeping and Mrs. Oberoy was lightening the temple. The doorbell ranged… Mrs. Oberoy opened the door, and Girija came first in front of her eyes. Mrs. Oberoy was shocked. She started crying.

Mrs. Oberoy: “Girija, what happened? What are you doing here? Who is accompanying Ghyana over there? How could you leave him alone?”

Girija: “Aunty, I have a surprise for you.”

Mrs. Oberoy: “What?”

And before Girija could speak out, Ghyana came in front of his mother. She was madly crying and smiling, touching Ghyana, kissing him. She was unable to believe the present as the past was very unforgettable and unpleasant. She run towards her bedroom and called Mr. Oberoy.

Mrs. Oberoy: “Shekhar, Shekhar please wake up…”

Mr. Oberoy: “What happened Shanu? Why are you shivering?”

Mrs.Oberoy: “Ghyana… Ghyana… Come inside…”

Mr. Oberoy: “How can he come Shanu? Are you alright?”

Ghyana: “Mom is absolutely fine Dad.”

Mr. Oberoy was surprised; he ran towards Ghyana and hugged him.

Mr. Oberoy: “Ghyana, please call me once.”

Ghyana: “Dad…”

Mr. Oberoy: “My ears were waiting to hear this voice from last two years.”

“I am sorry Ghyana. I sent you US. If I didn’t get agree to send you, this won’t happen with you. It was my entire mistake. You paid a lot for this and we all have to suffer. I am yours guilty.”

Ghyana: “Dad, what are you saying? It was my destiny. If this doesn’t happen, destiny would have been planned anything else for me, and Dad, it was important lesson in my life.

Mr. Oberoy: “Tell me the truth Ghyana, Rakesh and Brayden sent you to India (Telanagana)?”

Ghyana: “No Dad. I went there on my risk.”

Mrs. Oberoy: “Why? If they did something wrong with you in India, we would lost you. Didn’t you care? We are your family and you are world to us. You must had think about Girija.”

Ghyana: “I agree Dad. That was mistake. I wanted to search the truth, wanted to convince myself that what was I experienced that was true and wanted to know it’s root.”

Mr. Oberoy: “What did you get then?”

“By God’s grace, by Shanu and Girija’s love, you are here today with us. Please don’t do these kinds of adventures in life again. It’s not a game or any movie.”

Mrs. Oberoy: “What are doing Shekhar. He just recovered. He can’t take you harsh words. Please, calm down.”

Mr. Oberoy: “Shanu, he must know from what situation we all were went through. Girija served day and night. He has to understand family value. He cannot take us granted every time. He didn’t even inform us about his India trip, its purpose. What was he thinking himself?”

Girija: “Uncle, you are absolutely right, and it’s not the you who is speaking, a father inside you is forcing you to speak. This is not the right time for this uncle. We have to take care of Ghyana.”

Mr. Oberoy: “I understand dear Girija, but we both love him too much. I was controlling my emotions, but it was very difficult to handle Shanu sometimes.”

Ghyana: “It’s alright Dad. I am sorry. Mom, we want to get married as early as possible.”

Mrs. Oberoy: “Really, we are eagerly waiting for this Ghyana. We want Girija as an official daughter in law of our family.”

Mr. Oberoy: “Girija, have you informed Mr. Meheta about Ghyana?”

Girija: “No uncle.”

Mr. Oberoy: “You should dear. Please call him and inform. Then will discuss about your marriage.”

Girija: “Sure”

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Mr. and Mrs. Oberoy discussed with Mr. and Mrs. Meheta and everything got finale. The destination of the wedding was Dwraka (India). Some of Ghyana’s relatives were from India, and Girija’s family was not affording the wedding in Australia. Both the parents were very happy, cards distributed, shopping started; engagement ceremony was about to happen before the marriage. Before coming to India, Mr. Oberoy was took him the hospital for general checkup. He was absolutely fine. Girija left immediately to Dwarka. All the preparations were going awesome. Guruprit, Rohan and Ana, Nitu and Niraj were also joined them at Dwarka. Everyone was having so much fun after a great disaster. All were about to witness the connection of two hearts after facing a slot of bad trouble waves. Girija and Ghyana were living their dream. The day came when all rituals got started. The day, when Girija was having Mehendi on her hands, Ridhhi came and made everyone surprised. Ridhhi was Guruprit’s girlfriend.

Guruprit: “Girija, I make a sweet mistake. I invited my life without your permission.”

Girija: “We welcomed your mistake guru.”

Guruprit: “What?”

Ghyana: “We already had sent an invitation to Ridhhi Guru.”

Guruprit: “What, Ridhhi, you didn’t tell me?”

Ridhhi: “Ghyana told me to keep it as a surprise.”

Rohan: “O..Great…Hello Ridhhi… Let Guru be in surprise mode. Come, let’s meet our other friends.”

Rohan introduced Ridhhi with Ana, Nitu and Niraj. Everyone was very happy. Before the marriage, the guys were planned a bachelor’s party. Ghyana, Guruprit, Rohan and Niraj planned it. They just hanged out, drink and most importantly discussed the past, present and future.

Rohan: “Ghyana, I have some questions in my mind.”

Niraj: “Same here.”

Guruprit: “I’ll start first. Ghyana, why did you visit Andhra Pradesh India?”

Ghyana: “I wanted to make myself clear that everything was going really wrong. I couldn’t believe it. When I saw, that the fact was really dangerous, I left out.”

Rohan: “But you couldn’t get escape, instead, you got trapped.”

Ghayna: “Yes, that’s true.”

Niraj: “There was really need to go Andhra? I mean, don’t you think that you were digging for yourself?”

Ghyana: “At that time, I didn’t think much rather than, I knew that I have to stop that. They were being inhuman with the poor labors; labors were not getting their value of hard work. The lower management including drivers, managers, and labors all were suffering from offensive and disagreeable situations. I wanted to change that.”

Guruprit: “Have you changed that? In fact, you stopped that completely. You made number of people got into trouble with you. The lower management workers lost their job, they got nothing.”

Ghyana: “What do you mean Guru?”

Guruprit: “Ghyana, you won the battle of life but that’s not fruitful for anyone.”

Niraj: “I agree.”

Ghyana: “I am really not getting anything.”

Rohan: “You stupid, what did you get from Andhra? What did you get from that accident? What did you earn form that stupid Sandalwood investigation?”

Niraj: “Rather, you played with your life terribly.”

Ghyana: “So?”

Rohan: “So? So, just get up and try to recover the money or to get back for those poor lower management staff of Akon Circe.”

Ghyana: “Yes. I will do it. But for this, I can’t make it alone, all the labors, the drivers, the managers, should come together.”

Niraj: “They definitely will… But you have to make them trust on you. You have to create a belief that they would get their value.”

Ghyana: “Mom and Dad always kept me in a secured zone. I became independent but not worth to understand the reality. My thought process was always progressive but my implementation was weak. That’s the only reason. I wanted to prove myself courageous, a fighter and not a looser. I never wanted to run away. I always wanted to be a complacent person.”

Guruprit: “then why did you came back to US from Andhra? Did you file any complaint against that illegal trade to the local cops there?”

Rohan: “What was in your mind when you came back to US?”

Niraj: “Was you going to the cops to inform that trade?”

Ghyana felt ashamed, because, he had planned to leave that job like any other normal employee who does not want to get into any controversy or trouble.

Ghyana: “I got your point friends. Thanks for making me realize.”

Niraj: “Ghyana, don’t take any action for now. First, enjoy your wedding, rest is the other side.”

Ghyana: “Yes Niraj. Thanks buddy.”

 It was the ceremony when both the bride and groom accepted each other for life by promising not to leave till the end of life. That was the union of two hearts that unites their lives legally and emotionally. That was an intimate companionship, rearing the mutual support for both the husband and wife. When Ghyana and Girija were performing the rituals, Guruprit and Ridhhi were dreaming their wedding. It was a grand ceremony. Finally Ghyana and Girija was knot together in an unending, lifelong relationship in front of their parents. Girija waited a long for those beautiful moments. She was became the queen of many hearts as took so much efforts for Ghyana. Otherwise, the condition might worse.

Mr. Oberoy: “Congratulations my dear son. What’s the next now?”

Ghyana turned to Gurupreet, Rohan and Niraj and smiled.

Mr. Oberoy: “Hey, what was that?”

Ghyana: “Nothing, just a fun.”

Within the two weeks of marriage, the couple went to Switzerland. Ghyana send the ‘Akon Circe’ illegal documents and list of some names who were involved in the scandal and the list of lower management staff that lost the salary along with the names of shareholders of Akon Circe from a fake Email-Id from his personal internet protocol which was changed later to the US cops.

It had taken a time to get justice. But when it got, and when Ghyana saw a smile on the faces of those poor people who were also victims of Rakesh and Brayden, he felt satisfaction.

One day, Ghyana’s phone ranged…

Ghyana: “Hello…”

Sai: “Hello Sir, Sai, the waiter in Telanagna is speaking.”

Ghyana: “Yes Sai, how are you?”

Sai: “I am good sir. I heard about you in the news last days.”

“Sir, I want to confess something.”

Ghyana: “Sure…”

Sai: “Sir, Bhima and Rammaya already had seen us near the farmhouse that night. They offered me a bribe to kill you at any cost or they might murder you. But I didn’t do that and I said to them that I had given you the poison; you won’t be able to reach to US. ”

Ghyana: “What? Thank you so much Sai. You saved my life that night. I just don’t understand what to say now.”

Sai: “Don’t say anything sir. Just remember, wisdom never dies. You are nice human being; enemies may affect your body but not your values.”

Ghyana: “Thanks Sai. Please take care of yourself.”

After returning from Switserland to US…

Mr. Oberoy: “Ghyana… here is some letter for you from US.”

Ghyana: “For me? Show…”

Ghyana opened that letter and read as-

“Thank You Sir,

You kept your words.

Because of you, we got our money back.

I wish all the luck to you and your family.

Kinley.”

Ghyana was speechless. That was a call of realization. If he got murdered in India, no one could find even his body. Smugglers were very powerful and dangerous. They tried to kill him silently. Just because of Sai, he could escape. That moment, Ghyana realized that how many people were about to get into trouble because of him. Bhima and Rammaya might kill Sai, Rakesh and Brayden might target Kinley and Vivo. He was shivering, and was sweting.

Girija: “Hey, Ghyana what happen? Are you alright?”

Ghyana: “Can I have a glass of water?”

Girija: “Yes, sure…”

Ghyana was about to cry. But Girija made him confortable and asked to forget the past.

After getting married, the couple was living happily in Australia, days were going good. Ghyana and Girija had joined their family business and were planning for some new ventures which would purely management based. Within the year, a new member added to Oberoy’s family as ‘Gitika’, girl chid of Ghyana and Girija. Family completed. Mr. and Mrs. Oberoy were very happy with Gitika. They used to spend their whole time with her; instead, they had invested their time in Gitika’s upbringing. Girija was also satisfied with all. Ghyana had a little unsatisfactory point in some corner of his heart. He wanted to work in other firms, wanted to get some professional experiences, but that couldn’t make successful. That was the only choice the life had offered him after the disaster. Still Girija was there in his good and bad times.

Ghyana was trying to convince himself that everything was sorted then. But an unknown fear always made him disturb. May be that was a feeling of death or something else. He always felt like, someone was keeping an eye on him and his family. Girija was always used to tell her that that must be his illusion nothing else; yet Ghyana was used to get disturb.

The answers arise for his disturbance and that unknown fear. The time when everyone was got settled in their lives, Rakesh and Brayden got out from the prison. Ghyana started receiving calls from his friends and Vivo, Kinley, and Sai too. They all were taking care of them. Girija was also in worry. After getting out from the jail, Rakesh and Brayden went to Brayden’s father farmhouse in California, they were living there. All the business got dumped. They were having no work at all. And to establish an empire again was a near to impossible thing for them then, as they lost their respect and trust in in the commercial market.            Rakesh was remained silent, but Brayden was hot tempered person. He already decided to take revenge from Ghyana.    

Brayden: “Last time he got saved. But this time, I won’t leave him so easily.”                   

Rakesh: “Just forget about him Brayden. For illegal trade, we spent half of our life in prison. Let’s start something new.”

Brayden: “We will start Rakesh, after Ghyana’s death. I want to see him dead.”

Rakesh: “He was Brain dead.”

Brayden: “How could he recover? No, I want to see him dead and not Brain dead this time.”

Devin Braddy Founder (Floweret Constructions): “What will you do now?”

Brayden: “I will kill that bastard. He made me loser Dad.”

Devin: “Did he know that you are my son?”

Brayden: “No.”

Devin: “His father is one of my colleagues. He invited me next week at his place. They were having some party.”

Brayden: “Great, will kill him at his own place and no one can stop me.”

This was the planning for Ghyana’s murder. Luckily or unluckily Guruprit heard that conversation. He went there to take some signatures of Mr. Devin Braddy on some contract papers. Devin Braddy was the partner of Gurupreet’s boss Mr. Shel. Mr. Shell sent him to the California and they were having some meetings there. Gurupreet was shocked when he came to know that Brayden was the son of Devin. He got more shocked when Devin offered him an opportunity to kill Ghyana.

Guruprit cross the stairs and stood in front of Mr. Devin. Devin was very clever, experienced and old aged active person.

Guruprit: “Good evening Sir. This is Guruprit Chaddha.”

Devin: “Yes, Shel sent you… we had a talk about you. Where are the papers?”

Guruprit: “Here they are… ”

Devin: “I will read it and then will sign. Tell this Shel.”

Guruprit: “Sure sir…”

Devin: “You may go now.”

Guruprit was behaving normal. He just ran away towards the hotel. Brayden and Rakesh identified him as Ghyana’s friend. They met him in the college.

Brayden: “Dad, he must have heard something…”

Rakesh: “He will inform everything to Ghyana now…”

Brayden: “Dad, stop him… send someone to finish him…”

Devin: “No…let him do whatever he can…”

Brayden: “But Dad… my plan may get failed because of him.”

Devin: “That was a temporary plan dear son. Now listen to me carefully.”

“Gitika is the daughter of Ghyana. She is Ghyana’s life. If we get her, Ghyana will definitely come to you on his own and our shooter will shoot him. No one can doubt on us as the case will be treated as kidnapping.”

Rakesh: “Where shall we keep Gitika?”

Devin: “That will tell you on time.”

Brayden: “What’s the time when Gitika is alone?”

Devin: “They are going for shopping these days. You have to follow them.”

Guruprit called Girija and Mr. Oberoy. He explained everything to them. Bouncers were got hired for Ghyana’s security, CCTV cameras were got activated at each place in the Oberoy mantion. Girija was also alert. But everyone got failed one day.

That was the Sunday. Girija, Ghyana and Gitika were shopping at the mall. That was a crowded place. Suddenly, from somewhere a lady came and got Gitika in her arms and ran away. Ghyana ran behind them, but was unfortunate, as the lady escaped in a car before he reached up to them. Ghyana was feeling helpless… he was demanding for help… someone called the cops. Cops came, investigate the place, checked the CCTV footage. That lady was wearing a mask on her face and was having heavy body. Cops tapped the call of Oberoy’s.

A bell ranged.

Kidnaper: “Hello Mr. Oberoy, Gitika is with us.”

Ghyana: “How is she? Please do not hurt her. What do you want?”

Kidnaper: “We want 50,000$ till tomorrow.”

Ghyana: “It is a big amount. How can we arrange it so fast?”

Kidnaper: “That is your problem. If you want your daughter to be safe then arrange the money.”

Ghyana: “Where is my daughter? Give her a phone.”

Gitika: “Hello Papa…. This uncle is very nice. He gave me chocolates.”

Ghyana: “Gitika are you alright dear?”

Gitika: “Yes Papa, don’t worry, I am fine.”

The Cops: “Gitika was sounding so happy. I think the kidnaper is familiar and Gitika knows him.”

Girija: “Please sir, please try to find out my daughter. I beg of you.”

The Cops: “Just arrange the money; we’ll go to the place of kidnaper.”

Ghyana: “Sir, the amount in not small… ”

The Cops: “You just put the money that you can arrange in the bag. Rest, leave on us.”

Ghyana arranged half of the amount and took a bag with him. He went to the said place by kidnappers. It was dark in the midnight. He was supposed to keep the bag at the center of the road, and Gitika must have come near his car. He did that, but kidnaper called Ghyana,

Kidnaper: “You got cops with you? You have to pay for this.”

Ghyana: “No… No… there are no Cops with me.”

Kidnaper: “I am not a foolish. Just go back.”

Ghyana: “You send Gitika, I‘ll go immediately.”

Kidnaper: “No. You cheat me; just get out from here now and wait for my next call.”

After two days…

Kidnaper: “Ghyana, come near the high way near Oberoy Constructions tomorrow early morning at 4 AM.”

Ghyana couldn’t sleep over the night and just waited for 4. He and Girija reached at the high way around 3:45AM and were waited for kidnapper's next call. They both were at the high way till 7 o’clock in the very morning but kidnappers didn’t give them a call.

In the evening, kidnappers called Ghyana.

Kidnaper: “Hello Ghyana. How are you?”

Ghyana: “You cheat. We were waited for you till 7 AM on highway. Why are doing this to us?”

Kidnaper: “Calm down dear… I am very sorry, I forgot about our meeting.”

Ghyana: “What rubbish, you forgot? My daughter is in danger and it is not a joke?”

Kidnaper: “We love your reaction.”

Ghyana: “Listen, I request you, please leave my daughter… I am ready to give my all savings…”

Kidnaper: “Okay, Come day after tomorrow near the Imperial mall.”

Ghyana: “Okay.”

Girija: “Ghyana, our fate is playing with us badly. Babaji told us that the time is very crucial. I just don’t understand what should I do now? How can we save our child? Please think Ghyana.”

Ghyana: “Guruprit. Let’s talk with Guruprit.”

Girija: “What can he does?”

Ghyana: “You just call him and explain the situation.”

Girija: “hello Guru, Gitika got kidnapped.”

Guruprit: “What? How?”

Girija: “Please come here with us. We need you.”

Guruprit run towards the Oberoy mansion.

Guruprit: “Ghyana, how and when did this happen? Did you contact the cops?”

Ghyana: “We did everything. But kidnappers are playing a mind game with us.”

Guruprit: “What do you mean?”

Ghyana: “Guru, kidnappers called us two times at various places. Once he cheated us. We went to attend him but he had not come and said that he forgot to attend us. Don’t you think its strange Girija? How could he forget? And he is taking a gap of two days and then calling us.”

Guruprit: “Stupid.”

Ghyana: “What? What did you say?”

Guruprit: “He is treating us like a stupid.”

Ghyana: “Exactly, Gitika is safe somewhere. The kidnappers do not want any money from us.”

Girija: “What should be his purpose then?”

Ghyana: “Revenge. Rakesh and Brayden are behind this.”

Guruprit: “But Ghyana, their plan was to kill you and not the Gitika. They were supposed to kill you at Gitika’s birthday party.”

Ghyana: “That was Plan A for you dear.”

Gruprit: “What do you mean?”

Ghyana: “I mean, they must have realized that you heard their conversation and you would inform us immediately to divert our mind. There is someone who knows that we love Gitika, instead of me, they targeted Gitika.”

Guruprit: “What should we do now?”

Ghyana: “Guru, do you know anyone who is in contact with Brayden or Rakesh?”

Guruprit: “No one is in contact with them. They just get out from prison recently. Yes, there is a secretory of Devin, Mr.Smith. He is a wise person. He can help us.”

Ghyana: “Devin? Who is he?”

Guruprit: “He is father of Brayden and the business partner of my boss Mr. Shell.”

Ghyana: “Great. Where is his secretory leave?”

Guruprit: “California.”

Ghyana: “Let’s go.”

Guruprit, Ghyana and Girija went to California to meet Mr. Smith, the secretory of Devin. He was at the farmhouse of Devin, looking after Mrs. Devin who was brain dead since long. Guruprit pressed the bell. Mr. Smith opens the door and didn’t invite them to go inside.

Mr. Smith: “Guruprit. You are here? What happened?”

Guruprit: “Yes Sir, actually I need your help. These are my friends.”

“Their daughter, ‘Gitika’ is got kidn*pped and doubt is on sir Brayden. Do you have any information?”

Ghyana: “Sir, please help. Please tell us the location. Where is my daughter?”

Mr. Smith: “Listen you guys, I don’t know. If I’ll get some, will let you know. For now, you just go from here as soon as possible. Otherwise, I’ll get the command from my master to kill you. There are the security cameras. Everything is getting recorded.”

Ghyana: “I think you have some information. But you didn’t want to share.”

Ghyana got angry. He started creating a scene over there, damaged the cameras, fought with the security guard and showed the knife. He went inside forcefully.

Ghyana: “Girija, Gitika must be here inside. Just go and check. Guru, go to the upstairs.”

There was a room, Ghyana got stop when he opened the door and seen an old lady lying on the bed in a pity condition. Her eyes were opened looking at the ceiling continuously. That lady was none other than Mrs. Devin, Brayden’s mother.

Ghyana touched her feet.

Mr. Smith: “Hey, you, get up and get lost from here. She is a patient. You can’t hurt her. I will shoot you.”

Ghyana: “I am not like your boss Mr. Smith. I would have been done that with you also, but I didn’t and won’t kill you. Tell me the truth and I’ll go immediately.”

Ghyana: “Girija, please sing any classical raga for Aunty.”

Girija: “No way…her son has kidn*pped my daughter.”

Ghyana: “Girija… Sing…we are not like them.”

Girija agreed and sung a peaceful classical raga for Mrs. Devin.

Guruprit: “Let’s go from here Ghyana. We are wasting our time.”

After the song, Ghyana and Girija were about to leave the farmhouse as they were not getting anything. Within few seconds, a voice touched Ghyana’s ears as “India”

Ghyana: “What?”

Guruprit: “What?”

Ghyana: “Did you say anything?”

Gurupri: “No.”

Ghyana: “I heard something.”

Again a voice come from inside as “India”

Girija: “I think this is her voice.”

Ghyana and Guruprit ran towards Mrs. Devin and started questioning to her.

Ghyana: “Aunty, please get up… ”

Girija: “Where is my daughter aunty? Please help us.”

Guruprit: “Aunty, Brayden, your son kidn*pped her.”

Ghyana: “Aunty, please get up… and talk with us…”

Mr. Smith: “She won’t get up. She has not even moved her eyes form last 15years. Doctors declared her as Brain dead.”

Guruprit: “Let’s go from here Ghyana…. We can’t force anymore. Gitika is not safe.”

Again Mrs. Devin spoke ‘No’

Ghyana: “She said something. Have you heard Mr. Smith?”

Girija: “What did you say Aunty? Please say again.”

Mrs. Devin was moving her eyes. She was also moving her head and vigorously looking at her room. She wanted to speak a lot but was not getting managed.

Girija: “Aunty, I am like your daughter. We both are mothers. Please try to understand Aunty.”

Ghyana: “Girija. Please stop crying. She wants to speak.”

“Aunty, you are not able to speak clearly, but you want to, am I correct? Please move your eyes down if your answer is ‘Yes’.”

Guruprit: “She is patient Ghyana. Don’t take any risk. If she lost her life Devin would kill us.”

Ghyana: “No Guru, she is alive, and she want to live. Otherwise, after 15 years, she wouldn’t have been speak or would move even. There is something which stopped her from dying.”

Mr. Smith: “You have only half an hour to wind up.”

Guruperit: “Thanks Mr. Smith, Guru, do what you want.”

Ghyana: “Aunty, do you know Gitika; 5 year old girl?”

Mrs. Devin moved her eyes down.

Girija: “Ghyana she is saying yes, it means, Gitika was brought here.”

Ghyana: “Yes. Aunty, where is she now?”

Mrs. Smith in deep low voice: “India”

Guruprit: “What did she say?”

Girija: “She said, ‘India’”

Ghyana: “India? Where she is in India?”

Guruprit: “Mr. Smith, you must know something, please help us to find out the place. Where is Rakesh? He is Indian.”

Mr. Smith: “O... that’s great Guruprit. You are very talented.”

Guruprit: “Ghyana, Rakesh may send Gitika to India, I am very sure.”

Ghyana: “But where? And how can you be so sure; because Gitika’s passport and documents were not with her.”

Guruprit: “This is global world dear, anything can manage.”

Girija: “O my lord Krishna please saves my child…”

Mrs. Smith was got excited when she heard the name Krishna.

Girija: “What happen aunty? Are you alright?”

Ghyana: “Mr. Smith, where is Rakesh?”

The next moment MR. Smith’s phone ranged.

Mr. Smith: “Yes Sir…”

Devin: “What’s happening there?”

Mr. Smith: “Nothing Sir. Mam is absolutely fine.”

Devin: “Who asked you about your Mam? Give a phone to Guruprit.”

Guruprit: “Sir, where is Gitika?”

Devin: “That’s none of your business Guruprit, just take your friends and get out of my house.”

Ghyana: “Sir, Ghyana speaking. If you won’t tell me the Gitika’s location, I will murder your wife.”

Devin: “Please, go ahead. She is always like a hurdle in my life. I’ll be thankful to you if you did so.”

Mrs. Devin was listening to her husband’s words as phone was on speaker. She started crying as soon as she heard those words.

Mr. Smith: “You have no choice Ghyana.”

Suddenly, Mrs. Devin started twitting, but it was irrelevant. They all were not able to understand anything. When they all tried harder they just came to know that Rakesh is from Punjab and he went there before 4 to 5 days when Gitika was got kidn*pped.

Brayden: “Dad, what’s they are doing at farm house?”

Devin: “Don’t worry. They wouldn’t do anything.”

Brayden: “I just go there and finish Ghyana.”

Devin: “He already finished Brayden.”

Brayden: “Why Rakesh is not receiving my call? Dad, I doubt, Rakesh did the job?”

Devin: “Yes Brayden. He called me when he killed Gitika. He disposed her body.”

Brayden: “So why he is not receiving my call?”

Devin: “He must go underground. Don’t call him continuously. Otherwise you will be caught by cops.”

Brayden: “We should not leave Ghyana so easily.”

Devin: “Brayden, Ghyana is almost dead.”

Brayden: “How can you say so?”

Devin: “Listen….”

Devin called Ghyana.

Devin: “Ghyana… you are still there? Okay, I got it. You must have finished your job. I know you are very prompt guy. Thanks for making free from that cage. I never wanted a bedridden wife.”

Ghyana: “So, why didn’t you kill her? Why you were waited for 15 years?”

Devin: “I was enjoying seeing her half dead.”

Ghyana: “So why are you wanted her to die?”

Devin: “Ha… ha… ha…. Now I got bored seeing her on bed.”

Ghyana: “You are impossible. Tell me, where is my daughter?”

Devin: “She slept forever.”

Girija broke completely. She just lost her mind when she heard that.

Ghyana: “What? What did you does with her? I’ll kill you Devin.”

Devin: “Okay, come, I am waiting for you.”

Devin messaged an address to Ghyana.

Ghyana: “Girija, you stay here and wait for my call.”

Girija: “No Ghyana, please don’t go. I lost my daughter; I don’t want to lose you.”

“Guru, please don’t go, Ridhhi must be worrying.”

Guruprit: “Don’t worry Girija. Ridhhi is with Papaji in Punjab.”

At that time, Ridhhi, Guruprit’s wife was pregnant and was living in Punjab.

Ghayana reached at the Devin’s place with Guru, it was a farmhouse having tall trees. Brayden caught him immediately and started fighting.