In the midnight, I heard a knock. I woke up, so as Ovi. Then I had opened the door as it was Zoya who stood in front of me and Ovi. “Ali Uncle? Is that you? I want to see my doctor immediately” said Zoya. I was shocked and asked “how did you recognize Prodeep?” Zoya said “no time to explain. I want to see my doctor!” Zoya rushed near Oli’s bed. “Hey, Prodeep! I want to consult something with you. Help ME! It is that someone wanted to kill me. I ran away and came to you!” said Zoya. When Oli heard that he woke up and he cried as he was furious. “I knew that there is something fishy in ARIF SOCIETY. Why were we lost in the accident? Because it was ordinary? NO! It’s not the bus’s brake was jammed as I had noticed. I should have stopped it” said Oli.
“It’s time! The society misses your naughtiness and they also wanted children to break their window glass. Even people miss your friendship and trouble. You are the same Prodeep, I know you but still, people call you Dr. PP. I saw you were quite strict and your smile tells us your naughtiness. I know the police are after you” said Zoya. Oli said “The time has changed. I was a naughty kid, troubling my father and now I am stricter than you saw me. My father and people in the society did not recognize me. I had hidden my introduction because no one will know and no one will believe a dead man who came alive as an adult. Do you recognize Ovi? Look who is he?” As Oli pointed towards Ovi, I was shocked as his scars were the same as I knew. Oli said “he’s Mustafa. Remember him?” Zoya exclaimed “Mustafa! You look tall and has an army hair cut! You look quite changed!”
Ovi wept and smiled and Oli also hugged Zoya while Oli wept. I was quite emotional as Tota Ali came beside me. He said “My son has grown up, I did not know that crush with a beautiful woman who is widowed and leaving my bride made me sad. When the former society people and I watch children play, we cry a lot secretly. I did not have any idea how much illiterate I was, times like quarrelling with Makhanlal, eating bread and cheese cooked by Jannatul and my father’s scold calling me ‘bokchod’ (good for nothing). Now, Ali Bhai, my father is in the village”. I was not known only to be a journalist but a good advisor. I remember that in old days, Tota Ali, Makhanlal, Prodeep and I were the band masters of the society. Mustafa was Prodeep’s assistant and still he was forever. Tragedy means a Goat song. I will sing like a goat so they might chill out. Suddenly there was a gunshot and we were hidden in the bed. It showed up to be the police, looking for Oli and Ovi. When the police went out of the room, we came out and ran through the other way of the exit door. Oli saw three goons came near Oli. One of the goons said “Oli, what do think that I will not spare you?” But the goon accidentally touched an electric wire. The wire sparked. The goon was unintentionally dancing. “Chinku and Minku dance with me and go backwards” commanded the goon. But they saw a bull angry and running near the goons. The goons ran away. Then they ran and slipped into the banana’s skin. Then Ovi, Oli, Zoya, Tota and I ran away.