Mohra

Part-7

"Drama band karo...Vishwas, iski body par goliyon ke nishan honge apne aap sach pata chal jayega...!" Bakshi said coldly.

"Haath bhi lagaya na toh tumhara huliya bigad denge...!" Sarkar said angrily.

"Dhruv bas do minute ki baat hai dikh do nishan hai ki nhi...warna yeh jaan khate rahenge tumhari..!" Vishwas said.

"Hum nhi utarenge apni shirt...jisko jo karna hai kare, jo samjhna hai samjhe...!" Sarkar said and angrily left the house.

"Mujhe pura yakeen hai ki yahin Anubhav hai...!" Bakshi said. Vishwas looked at him suspiciously.

"Sala, jise dekho woh hume Anubhav banane par tula hua hai... jabki hum hai hi nahi... pata nahi kaun sa sasta maal bechte hain yeh Lucknow mein, ki sabko saste nashe ho rakhe hain... Anubhav, Anubhav... Anubhav sun sun kar dimag kharab ho gaya hai!" Sarkar blabbered in anger when he felt someone was following him. He stopped and turned, but before he could understand anything, the masked man injected a drug, making him unconscious in just 10 seconds.

"Sir, kaam ho gaya...!" A female voice informed through her Bluetooth device. "Le aao use...!"

Scene shifted to Haseena's house.

"Kya hua Haseena, tum aaj badi pareshaan lag rahi ho...!" Her ammi gently caressed her hair and asked. "Kuch nahi ammi, bas jab se Anubhav ka case reopen hua hai... humein na jaane kyun ammi, lag raha hai jaise humse kuch toh aisa chhoot gaya hai jo nahi chhutna chahiye tha...!" She said, staring into space.

"Aisa kyun lag raha hai tumhe? Kuch pata chala kya?" Ammi asked worriedly. "Nahi ammi...kuch pata nahi chala par na jaane kyun hamara dil... (she sat up straight), ammi, kuch toh aisa hai jo humein nahi pata hai...!" She said with a tensed face.

"Anubhav ke bare mein?" Ammi said. "Nahi... woh PD... (suddenly something clicked in her mind), nahi..!" Her tensed expression turned into fear, and she quickly grabbed her phone.

"Kya hua Haseena...?" Ammi asked worriedly.

"Hum aate hain ammi...!" She said and left the house in a hurry.

Three days later...

"Teen din ho gaye hai Sarkar ke gayab huye aur aap logon ko ab tak kuch pata nhi chala...!" Vishwas growled.

"Pehli baat toh Aawaz neeche kariye Vishwas ji...aur dusri baat hum dhudh rahe hai use..ab kahin khud apni marji se bhaav gya hoga toh hum kuch nhi kar sakte...!" KS replied in same tone.

"Mat kariye kyunki ab hum sidhe commissioner sir ke paas jayenge aakhir itne bade case ka aham hissa hai..!"

"Jaiye...shaukh se jaiye, kahiye ya gaadi de apni..!" Haseena said angrily. "Dekhiye Miss Malik....aap dekhiye Mr. Vishwas..hum Dhruv ko dhundh rahe hai aur aap achhe se jante hai aapse jyada important woh hamare liye hai isliye dimag kharab mat kariye aur jaiye yahan se...!" Haseena said sternly.

"Thik hai ja rahe hai..par yaad rakhiye agar Dhruv nhi mila 24 ghante ke andar toh aapke liye accha nhi hoga..!" Vishwas warned, glaring into her eyes.

"Hum achhe ki ummeed mein baithe bhi nhi hai..!" She replied back in same tone.

On the other side...

In a semi-darkened room, an unconscious man is tied to a chair, and a video is playing on a projector while two people are watching him with a smirk because they know his body is unconscious, but his mind is already hearing everything.

"Hume jaane do... jaane do...!" He mumbled as his eyelashes moved a little. "Jaane denge... bas itna bata do tum kaun ho..!" The same female voice asked.

"Hum... hum... Anubhav Singh hai...!" He said, and suddenly the dark room filled with lights, and we could clearly see the person's face, his sharp jaw, brown eyes, and handsome features shining in the light and his face revealed, showing that he is Anubhav singh.

(Or Dhruv Sarkar)

"Anubhav Singh?!" The female voice exclaimed  with a smirk as he accepted.

He slowly opened his eyes, still a bit groggy from the drugs. He looked around the room, trying to make sense of his surroundings. "Kaun ho tum sab? Aur hum hai kahan?" He asked, his voice slightly shaky.

The two people watching him exchanged glances, seeming amused by his confusion. "Jahan tumhe hona  chahiye tha..." The masked man said cryptically.

Kya chahiye aur hum... hum toh... (his head starts spinning as he tries to remember) hume kuch yaad kyun nahi aa raha hai... hum the kahan aur hua kya... hume kuch yaad kyun nahi aa raha hai...!" He said, frustrated.

While they smirked at each other, the woman spoke "apna kal bhool gaye tum Anubhav Singh...koi nhi hum hai na batane ke liye...!"  She said menacingly.

"Kya batane ke liye...aur tum ho kaun?" He asked. She smirked and leaned in closer, her eyes cold and calculating "Tumhari maut...!"  She said and his eyes widened.

"Par chinta mat karo abhi nhi karenge tumhe..pehle tumhe sab yaad dilayenge phir marenge...tadpa tadpa kar...!" She said evilly, while he is still glaring into her eyes.

To be continued...

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The 7th chapter of Mohra ends here, how did you feel about the part?

Is he really Anubhav, or is he Dhruv? Who are the woman and man?
Kya lagta hai, kaun hai Mohra is khel mein?

Thank you for giving your valuable time to read this.

~Atiwak