Gangster Page #2

how will I ever be able to stand

by you through a lifetime?

I'll take care of you,

I know, you don't want to

tell anyone your story,

I know, Simran...

- What do you know?

You know nothing, Akash,

You know, had Raghavan caught

sight of me today...,

my story would've come to an end,

Raghavan? That guy who works

at the Indian embassy?

The bastard's an intelligence

agent. He's here on a mission,

Mission...? ,

Don't you always ask me, Akash,

why I drink so much?

This is why,

I somehow managed to escape

Raghavan's bullets,

But this poor child

died right there,

I couldn't even talk

to him one last time,

Who are you?

Who, except a criminal,

could I be...,

to run away from the

police bullets?

What... what crime have

you committed?

I've committed the crime of falling

in love with a gangster,

I've committed the crime

of living with him,

Gangster? ,

Daya,

Well? The mere mention of his name

makes you break into a sweat?

I've spent 5 whole years with him,

He's someone the entire

police in India hates...,

and I've committed the crime

of falling in love with him,

I don't care if I'm caught, Akash,

But I know, if I'm caught...,

perhaps he will be caught too,

It's not today, I've always

tried to protect Daya,

Even on the day he got straight

to my house...,

running away from the police,

There were 300 families

in that locality,

But I don't know why destiny pushed

him through the doors of my house,

Did you see someone coming here?

- No,

There's nobody, sir.

- No? Let's go,

You want to die? They must

still be out there,

You can spend the night

here if you wish,

This chap who was mopping the

floor with me that day...,

I later got to know, was

a very dreaded gangster,

Whatever he meant to the world...,

what I saw in his eyes that day...,

made me feel that he too

was as lonely as I was,

No thank you, no good-bye...,

he didn't say a word to me when

he left early next morning,

I could feel his silence

for several days,

It was more than a month

since he had left...,

but I still couldn't get over him,

And one day, he landed

up at my door,

I wasn't in,

He made enquiries with

my neighbours and...,

and he straightaway

got to my workplace,

He then started coming frequently

to my dance-bar,

He always took one particular

table with his back to me,

Working at the dance-bar, I had

seen several drunkards...,

stripping me with their eyes.

In Daya's eyes, however...,

I saw respect for myself,

With him, I thought I was adequately

clothed, even in skimpy clothing.

He always looked at me silently,

He never uttered a word,

Maybe he wouldn't ever.

If it wasn't for...,

Let's go home,

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