42. Prutvi’s decision to surrender

CHAPTER 42
Prutvi’s decision to surrender

New Don Daga (Prutvi) was sitting in the room upstairs. He phoned to Don Mustan using his landline. At that time in the hall his uncle was sitting on the wheelchair. He lifted the ringing phone to listen in.

Prutvi said on phone, “Salam Vale Kum, Mustanbhai.”

In his house, Mustan lifted the ringing phone. “Hallo, who is it?”

Prutvi said, “It is me, Daga.”

“Which Daga? Legless one or the new one?”

“Yes the new Daga. Commando Daga. Don Daga.”

“I get all information about you. If you cough, I immediately came to know of it. You know my intelligence is of that type. Your name is already entered in my list. The spot is ready not only for you but for that legless one and your mother.”

“Mustanbhai, that is why I am coming for a compromise.”

Prutvi’s uncle was listening to the conversation in the hall on another phone. He was shocked and got very angry.

Mustan was surprised. “If you had said that two days back, your father would not have died and your uncle would not have lost his legs.”

Prutvi was silent.

Mustan said, “Tell me what compromise?”

“You have to tell the conditions.”

Mustan laughed. “I will tell you my conditions. Listen. In this city, there is only one Don. That is I. Don Mustan. There is no 2nd Don. Understand?”

“Yes boss.”

“Very good. Out of whatever you collect from your area, you must send me 50%. 3rd condition, you and your gang should work under me.”

“Ok boss.” Said Prutvi politely.

“Finally, because your father did looting independently, you should give us 2 cores as compensation. If you agree to these conditions, then I will give security to your lives. I give you just one week time to decide.”

Prutvi said immediately, “Mustanbhai, I agree to all your conditions. Please tell me where I should come with 2 cores.”

“Next Sunday, come to the old building on top of the hill in the outskirts of the city at 7pm. You must surrender to us and give 2 cores. If you miss, then on Sunday at 9pm, there will be bullets fixed for all there of you.”

Prutvi kept down the phone and walked down the stairs.

Prutvi’s uncle watched him. He bit his teeth. “What a shameful deed you have done. Since 30 years I have given tit for tat, life for life and fought with him. I have never bent my head. We will not be scared even if our life is at risk. We are like lions. You have surrendered and made us bend our head. Is that why we made you Daga? Is that why you said that you would become the Daga? Now there is no use of me living.”

He took the revolver from his pocket and put it to his own forehead.

Prutvi approached him coolly. He put his hand on uncle's shoulder. “Uncle, please cool down. Listen to me. Then you do as you wish.”

Uncle lifted his head and looked at him.

Prutvi said, “Since 30 years, you have lived as the mafia. So many people have died in your gang wars. Due to this, gang wars, my father, who was your right hand died. You lost your legs. You say tit for tat, life for life. But you could not kill him. What is the use?”

Uncle looked at him coolly.

Prutvi continued, “To make his dead body fall, we don't need bullets. We only need mind power. My master plan will be that strong. On Sunday - 3 days more. On that Sunday at 7pm I will go to the spot he mentioned. If I miss, he will reserve a bullet for me. So after I go, at exactly 9pm, you put on the TV and watch the news. You will know who has reserved bullet for whom. Till then, you don't give any work to this revolver.”

Uncle put the revolver back into his pocket and watched Prutvi leave.