tale of a Trouble maker and a Royal misfit [ ON HOLD ]

Chapter 17 :: A day in Delhi

just a year ago........

Raghunath Rathy had welcomed his newborn son home.......Suraj Rathy, the patriarch of Rathy house was talking to his kins, busy attending other guest when a car stopped on their front porch and so was the chatter around the party!

Suraj Rathy and Raghunath Rathy's face turned grim.......seeing the peoples they disliked the most came out of the car. At the front seat their was Rahat and Shawkat and at the backseat,.....Ruthba and Insiyaa!

Shawkat got out first and helped Insiyaa out with all the Shagun ( gift for the newborn ) while Ruthba briskly got out from the other side as well as Rahat from the driving seat......

Suraj Rathy is the husband of one of Amarendra Raichand's cousin sister named Gudiya whom he very much adored, she died after giving birth to her youngest child......to be honest Rathys had a good relationship with Raichands before Amarendra Raichand chose to change his religion and marry Ahana hayat.

"aare mhare dur ke bhai sa......sahiauka dhundke aaye hai aap sab, aayie, bohot khushi hui aapse mil kar"

[ welcome....my distant relatives! you have come at an oppotune moment, glad you could come ] Raghunath Rathy sarcastically welcomed them

"babasa koi itna niche kaise gir sakta hai ke bar bar apna apman karwane khud hi aapke chaukhat pe aajate hai"

[ father, can you tell me, how can someone be so shameless that they keep coming back to your doorstep to be insulted ] Raghunath kept his eyes at his new unwanted guests and asked pointedly.

Rahat kept his jaw tight, but Shawkat's anger spiked up, he was just about to lash out when Insiyaa gently reminded them.....

"Rishte mein ye humare baba ke behen yani ke humare bua ji ghar hai, Baba thode se bimar hai to nahi aasake isiliye humein bheja......to ghar bhi aapne aur chaukhat bhi aapni, aapno se apman ka kya darr.....hum to Raghunath bhai sa ke bete ko ashirwad dene aaye hai"

[ this is our father's sister's......as in our aunt's house! since he had been little sick, he couldn't attend so, we came! so, what offence in coming at your own doorstep! no insult can come by your own people! we have come here to give blessing to the child ]

"ashirwad dene aaye ho ya phir rishton ke bhik mange!"

[ are you here to bless the child or to beg for acceptance ] Suraj Rathy growled mockingly, he knew he just took a jibe at their parents

both brother growled lowly, ......ready to beat anyone who comes first! even Insiyaa could her anger raising up, but she controlled herself and repeated gracefully

''humare baba ke gair mojudgi mein hum khud bacche ke liye shaugat leke aaye hai"

[ in our father's absence, we have come come here with gifts ]

"khusamad karke iss parivar ka hissa ban na tha to kuch kesariya rang me dhak ke shaugat laatii na, haare rang ke vish nahi"

[ if you have come to please us, you should have gotten gifts wrapped in saffron coloured clothes and not in these poisonous green colour ] another jibe was taken by Rathy's family priest

and Ruthba gasped at their cruel jokes......

"yeh sach hai ke har dharm ne ek ek rang ko chuna hai, rang o ka to koi dharm nahi hota.....ha insaan ka mann itna kala jarur hota ke unhe rang me bhi dharm dikhai deta hai"

[ people have associated each religion with colour but colour has no religion.....though when a person's heart turns black he starts differentiating on such petty grounds ] Insiyaa answered meeting his eyes bravely

"jaane de chore.....kis ki muh lag rahi hai, ye sab Durga aur Dargah ke fark bhul gaya hai"

[ leave it son, she has --- they all has forgotten the difference between Durga (hindu goddess) and Dargah (a Muslim shrine) ] the priest rudely interjected

"ye phir aap ye bhul gaye hai ke ussi Durga ko sajate waqt haare rang ka chura, shalu aur choli pehnaya jata hai, dargah me bade pir fakir o majar par kesariya rang ke chadar charaya jata hai,....kya tab aap rang ka khayal karte hai ?"

[ or you may have forgotten that idols in temples are often adorned in green and saffron sheets covers the purest Sufi tombs, what do you think about that ? ]

though Rahat was controlling himself up until now but he couldn’t take it anymore, he answered firmly this time.....and Insiyaa's eyes welled up

"Amarendra Raichand ek musalman ladki ke hat pakar ke sahara kya de diye,.....uske baccho ke jubaan talwar ke tarah chalne lag gayi!" Suraj Rathy's face was turning red, he furiously gritted out

[ Amarendra Raichand merely gave Muslim girl support and her offsprings' tongue begins to cut like swords ]

"aap yekeen kare ya na kaare......humare raagon mein Rajput khoon hi behta hai, paidaishe yoddha! thokar patthar se lage haat to talwar pe hi jayegi"

[ whether you believe it or not, we have Rajput blood running in our veins.......born warriors! and it’s a warrior's instinct to reach for their sword even when struck by pebbles ] Shawkat gritted out with a smirk

"pandit..... humare saare mare hue ristedaaron ke liye haar saal jo puja rakhte hai hum, unmee iss saal in sabke ke naam ke bhi pind daan kar dena, taaki humare liye in sabke astitwa hi khatam ho jaye, ja bhai....akele chor de humein"

[ this year when we pray for the deceased, this year add a prayer in their name as well, so that they would be dead for us, go,....leave us now ] Suraj Rathy's voice thundered all around, others started shifting on their legs uncomfortably

Ruthba sucked a sharp breath in...!

and, Insiyaa's eyes turned somber as well after all, it was a happy occasion, had it not been for their father's instance that his all three children have to attend it together, since he won't be able to due to his health conditions, they had no reason to come all the way here.

specially for Insiyaa.......after they so brashly accused her of so many things!

"pind daan apno ka kiya jata hai badee baba sa.....issi bahane sahi aapne humein apna to samjha"

[ those prayers are not for any strangers,......so we are grateful that you thought of us as your own ] She said politely.....and left the gift at their doorstep before leaving from there!

there was still coldness between Rahat and Insiyaa,.... since Rushda's death, so no they were not in talking terms till that day, Rahat would simply ignore her,.....among Amarendra's three children Rahat grew up reserved minded, little arrogant as well, Insiyaa was always a genius but the troublemaker of their household without doubt, but as middle child Shawkat was quite mature,.....

true, sometimes he would act reckless.....but still he'd try to stay impartial, try to see both side before passing any judgement!

probably that's why Senior Raichand sent all their children together to this gathering,.....to make them realize that they can't stand against each all the time when the world them is already conspiring against them.

currently,......

In Delhi,.....next morning!

Another private jet landed just few hours ago from London,.......

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almost 10:30 a.m,

Shawkat was driving his SUV, not looking at his side where Insiyaa was sitting on passenger seat, throwing daggers with her brown eyes at him and kept on dabbing cold cloth on the side of her neck.

Skin, there was still looking like angry red and quite tender as well from previous assault it had to go through. That bastard not only grabbed her by her throat but also would have cut it clean if her brother hadn't been there on time.

Anyone wonderers what exactly happened just few hours ago ? as in she took the next flight only because Shawkat wanted her to, because he was "missing" her right ?

let me tell you the story in short,....

Shawkat Raichand had been working in the Research and Analysis Wing is the foreign intelligence agency of India, RAW for last 2 years and journalism was just his bluff, a cover to be exact.

just few day before,.......not last night, he was here for at least 2 weeks now! so, while travelling in a bus with hisb Sub-Inspector friend, he witnessed a bomb explosion killing innocent people. They did manage to capture the man who's responsible and injured but he escapes from the hospital with the help of a police mole.

But He managed to caught that man again, interrogated him to ascertain the name of the police and also forced that corrupt ACP to commit suicide.

Yes!

Shawkat Raichand was travelling all around the world but not for journalism......!

He later discovered while examining that a terrorist group has planned serial blasts in Delhi to be executed in a couple of days with the help of more police officials. Along with his fellow officers he managed to track these bombers and secretly killed them before they could trigger the bombs.

When the leader of these, who was also one of the agents, finds out about the team of officers involved in the failure of the terrorist attack, he goes to one offier's house and kills his family and finds photos of team officers. Shawkat realized now he'd be targeting officer's relative and....most female relatives, he'd definitely kidnap them.

So, that's why Shawkat called her here......!

next morning he woke her sister early in the morning and asked her meet some girl, which shocked Insiyaa.....in truth, he was just substituting his own younger sister Insiyaa with one of the officer's sister....... to be kidnapped!

so, just 4 years ago Shawkat brought a labrador retriever home, but Baba was strictly against adopting it.....so, Sankalp her fiancee adopted him! he was once a trained police dog!

Using the labrador retriever and his sister's kurti from previous day, he managed to reach that terrorist's hideout,.......he killed all of them and rescued all the girls, including his own sister Insiyaa, who was about to be killed after her brother's bluff was exposed.......

STORY FINISHED!

And definitely not short at all.....sorry for that!

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None of them talked all the way to hotel Shawkat was driving to......Insiyaa just kep throwing glares, that's all!

and since they had nothing for breakfast and all that dramatic exercise since early morning..... they were out of energy, both were starving!

They arrived the hotel they were staying. Although Raichands have a house here in Delhi but Shawkat already had her room booked and even insisted that hotel would be better so, Insiyaa didn't question but right now she just realized why he was insistent. That man was alive and he was interrogating him and keeping that man in their house.

They reached their rooms and changed clothes since there were little mud patches on their clothes and shoes. If Rahat sees it he would definitely question her, yes! Shawkat just informed her on the way that Rahat landed back from USA this morning and he'd directly meet them at the breakfast......

now! as much as she'd love for him to beat the s**t out Shawkat,......she doesn’t want problems between her aged father and her dear brothers!

Her father was always against him joining any force. Safe to say he was actually happy when Shawkat had to take early retirement from army because of his injuries and just when he thought Shawkat would finally join their business and help Rahat handling everything, he dropped the bomb of continuing his long lost passion of Journalism.

She wrapped her softest scarf around her neck in fashionable way to cover the bruises.....hopefully no one would notice anything and walked out of her room!

"I'm so going to get you for this, i swear to you, you just wait" Insiyaa gritted out looking at her dear brother who was waiting at the end of the corridor, hejust rolled his eyes,....."Get over it,....you are absolutely fine, you really think I'd let you get in harm's way ?'' He muttered on the way to the hotel's restaurant where they are about to have breakfast.

"you DID used me as a bait" She muttered....."Isn’t that Sankalp's dog ? How did you get it here!" She asked, still irritated.

''Our dog! We both adopted it, together''

"That was before you chose to leave Jodhpur for your JOURNALISM" She retorted back with a hand gesture and rolled her eyes

''okay, I'm calling truce now! no more mention of ----" He said pointing at her neck......."well he arrived, this dawn too! Let's go, your fiancee must be waiting eagerly for us'' Shawkat answered

"wait......first you said, it's only you, then you said Rahat is coming back, now you are saying even Sankalp Singh Rathod is here ? what's going on!"

"nothing is going on.......Insu! stop fussing will you ?" He sang leaving her behind

And she had no idea that it wasn’t her fiancee Sankalp but someone else who was there waiting only for her and very very eagerly.

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