42. Stolen File And Chip
i asked my dad as sarah disappeared from my vision "What happened dad? What do you want to talk about?" But deep down i already know what he wants to talk about... because he knows...
"Yaha nhi kahi akele me" he said walking out. I follow him to the backyard of our house. The yard was dark and quiet as we stepped outside, the only illumination coming from the soft glow of the lights from the house peeking out from behind us.
(Not here, somewhere alone)
"What's wrong dad?" I asked.He stopped walking once we reached a secluded spot in the backyard, out of earshot from the house. He turned to face me, his expression solemn.
"What's wrong? This wrong" he snapped , I was taken aback by his sudden outburst as he pulled out some pictures and threw them at me.
I caught the pictures and looked down through the pictures, my initial shock quickly melted away, replaced by a sense of confusion and surprise.
they showed a series of pictures of vivaan being kidnapped, bound and gagged.
"What!? How? How did you Find it dad?" I asked unbelievably.My father's expression was still solemn as he answered my question.
"I have my ways," he said simply, "How did I get the pictures?
I have my methods and plus don't forget I'm your dad vansh, i know what my blood can do"
he looked at me, his eyes dark and intense.
"Why did you do it, Vansh?" he repeated, his tone sharp and accusatory.
"Ab insab ka koi fayda nhi h dad..Jo hona tha ho gaya" i said, I tried to stay calm as he continued to raise his voice, my own emotions bubbling under the surface.
"Tumne apne pagalpan jindagiyo ke saath khilvaad Kiya h vansh"
(Now there is no benefit from this to everyone, Dad..whatever was supposed to happen has happened)
(You have played with lives in your madness)
I met his gaze steadily, my voice firm as I spoke.
"Ye mera pagalpan nhi dad Mera junoon h, or ye junooniyat ke hi wajah h aaj meri sarah mere paas h" I stated firmly.
I felt a sense of determination and possessiveness as I spoke, my mind focused only on keeping Sarah by my side, no matter what it took.
(This is not my madness, Dad, it's my passion, and it is because of this passion that today I have my sarah with me.)
His expression was a mixture of anger and disbelief as he asked "Or vivaan ha kya beta, tumne uski jindagi kharab kharaab kardi" I could sense the disappointment in his voice, his disappointment that I had gone to such lengths to keep Sarah with me, without considering the consequences for others.
(And what about Vivaan son, you ruined his life)
I tried to justify my actions, my voice steady as I spoke.
"Uske saath lavanya h dad, uski jindagi kharab nhi hui bas use itna samajhna hoga ki ab sarah meri h sirf meri" I attempted to paint my actions in a more positive light, even though I knew deep down that I had still interfered in my brother's's life without regard for his feelings or well-being.
(He has lavanya , dad. His life hasn't been ruined, he just needs to understand that now sarah is mine and only mine.)
"Thik h, lekin ye bhi dhyaan rakho ki ab sarah tumhari hi rahe use is bare na pata chale khaas karke tumhare mafia hone ka, warna tumhare rishte me daraar aa jaegi He warned me , I felt a wave of unease as he spoke, the thought of losing Sarah hanging over me.
He then patted my shoulder before turning and walking away, leaving me alone with my thoughts in the silence of the night.
(Ok, but also keep in mind that now sarah will remain yours, she should not come to know about this, especially about you being a mafia, otherwise there will be a rift in your relationship)
Present time...
I was interrupted from my thoughts by a call from Onupam, informing me that an important file and chip had been stolen from my office. My heart skipped a beat as I listened to his serious tone, the news sending a wave of concern through me. I asked him to give me more information.
the need to address the serious issue at hand. While I didn't want to leave her so suddenly, I knew that the matter at the office was important and required immediate attention.
I stormed into my office in the mansion, my anger and frustration evident in my every movement.
I slammed the door shut behind me and made a beeline for my desk, my fists clenched tightly at my side.
I reached my desk and sat down heavily in the chair, my mind still focused on the missing items. I turned to Onupam, who had followed me into the office, and asked, "What exactly has been stolen? "
"That chip of recording, where we kidnapped your brother" he said, I tensed visibly as he explained that the recording chip of kidnapping my brother had been stolen.
The realization of the gravity of the situation weighed heavily on me, my mind racing as I tried to figure out just how important that recording was and who had taken it.
My anger and frustration reached a boiling point as I punched the nearby wall, the impact leaving a small dent in the plaster.
I felt a flash of pain in my knuckles, but I ignored it as I turned back to Onupam, my expression dark and intense.
" And An important file stolen related to next deal" He continued to explain the situation, the enormity of it sinking in as he mentioned that an important file related to a significant deal had also been stolen.
My frustration grew as I realized just how much was compromised by these thefts, and the potential consequences it could have on my business and specially if it will reach sarah.
Once again, I unleashed my anger and frustration on the wall, my fist connecting forcefully with the plaster.
This time, the impact was stronger, and the dent left in the wall was larger My voice was firm and commanding as I issued my order to Onupam.
"Find out who did it," I barked, my expression leaving no room for argument.
"I want to know who's responsible for this and what their intentions are. "
He nodded in acknowledgment before swiftly turning and leaving the room. I was left alone in the office, my mind still racing as I tried to process the information I had just received and plan my next course of action.
The thought of my wife, my life, my love, my jaan, my Sarah, suddenly flooded my mind, and I felt a pang of longing and need.
I knew I needed to see her, to be with her, to feel her calming presence in order to calm my tumultuous emotions.
My life wouldn't be complete without her, and in that moment, she was what I needed the most.
She is the only living being who can calm my anger.