43. Bomb blast in old building

CHAPTER 43

Bomb blast in old building

Saturday at 11pm, Prutvi climbed the jeep. His uncle was watching him.

Prutvi looked at his uncle. “In my master plan, the 1st action started today.

I am going to that building today.”

Uncle requested, “Take 4 men with you.”

“No need, uncle. I will go alone.”

“Good luck.”

Prutvi went to the old building. He packed bombs in the cracks on the wall and gave connection to remote. Then he went away.

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At 6pm, the phone rang. Prutvi lifted the phone.

Mustan said, “You know this day? You have to came to the spot otherwise I will put blank point on you at 9pm.”

Prutvi said seriously, “How can I forget, Mustanbhai? City don is not an ordinary person. I have already kept 2 cores ready. I am just leaving the house. You don't know me. I act according to my plans. Not only that, I keep my word. You will soon see that for yourself. I am coming to the spot soon.”

Prutvi took two suitcases and went down the stairs. Uncle and mother watched him. He did namaskara to them.

Uncle requested again, “Take 4 or 5 men with you for safety.”

This time also Prutvi said, “Not necessary. I will go alone.”

He put two suitcases in a jeep and started the jeep.

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The jeep approached the old building. Prutvi looked around the place. On top of the building, 4 or 5 gunmen were standing. Lights were shining inside the building. Prutvi entered with the 2 suitcases. At the door, there were 2 gangsters.

Prutvi asked them, “Is your boss here?”

Gangster said, “Please come sir, his son is here.”

Prutvi entered the hall. Mustan's son Akram was smoking a pipe. Near him there was security guard holding a gun.

Akram asked, “Are you the new Daga?”

Prutvi said politely, “Yes boss. It is I. Are you Mustan?”

One man said seriously, “Mustanbhai will not appear in front of anyone so early. This is his son, the 2nd boss.”

Prutvi got up from the chair. “Salam vale kum. I am happy to meet you.”

Akram nodded. “Very good. I am also happy to meet you. Have you agreed to all our conditions?”

“Yes. That's why I have come. See, I have also brought the suitcase.”

Prutvi walked near to Akram and kept the suitcases near him. Akram spread his arms. They hugged each other.

Akram said happily, “From now on you are one of our gang working under Don Mustan. You have kept your word.”

Suddenly Akram's cell rang. He picked up his cell. It was his father.

Akram said on phone, “Appaji, new Daga has surrendered to us. He has also given us the money. Speak to him.”

He passed the cell to Prutvi.

Mustan said on phone, “Very good. You have kept your word. From this moment you will work for us. Remember that there is only one Don. Don Mustan.”

Prutvi said politely, “Sure boss.”

Prutvi passed the cell back to Akram. “Akrambhai, check the suitcases.”

He moved back. The assistants opened the suitcases.

Akram looked inside. The suitcase was full of newspaper. Akram got very angry. He removed his gun. “Eh badmash!”

Prutvi removed the jerkin zip at high speed and showed his chest. “Eh mister. See here. I have placed bombs on my body. Even if one bullet falls on me not only me but all of you will die. Come on shoot me.”

All were shocked.

Akram shouted with fear, “Eh! Don't shoot!”

Prutvi removed a remote control from his pocket. “Didn't you see money in the suitcase? Is it empty? Like that your head is also empty.”

He showed the remote. “You know how much power this has? It can blast a bomb 600ft away.”

Akram was very scared. “Eh! Everyone drop your guns. Please don’t press the remote.”

Prutvi approached Akaram. “You know who I am? I am hi-tech Daga. I am not low-tech man like you. Tell me who is don? Your father or me?”

Akram kept silent.

Prutvi said seriously, “Will you say it or shall I press? Tell me. Who was don?”

Akram was helpless. “You only.”

“Say it loudly.”

Akram shouted loudly, “You are don.”

Prutvi looked at all the gunmen standing on the wall. “All of you come down here.”

All the gun men came down and stand around Prutvi and Akram without their guns.

Prutvi said, “All of you say, “Don is Daga”. Daga is don. Come on everyone sing.”

Everyone shouted, “Don is daga. Daga is don.”

Prutvi said seriously, “I will go away now. Till I cross 600 meters, you all keep shouting or else I will press the button.”

Prutvi went out. He climbed on his jeep and phoned to Mustan. “Hallo Mustan.”

Mustan said happily, “Very good. You have kept your word.”

Prutvi said, “Yes I have kept my word. The word I have given to my mother and my uncle. Do you want to hear?”

He pointed the cell towards the sound of chanting. Mustan could hear the men chanting ‘Don is daga. Daga is don.’ He was shocked and angry.

Mustan shouted, “Eh bastard! What is all this?”

Prutvi said, “Eh! Just listen to the sound nicely. You will soon know who don is. You killed my father and took my uncle's legs. I am counting that now. Within few seconds, you will see the death of your son and your men. The remote is in my hand. I have to just press the remote button. Their bodies will be in pieces.”

Mustan phoned to his son on another cell. His son pleaded with father to tell Prutvi not to press the button.

Mustan was shocked. “Please don't press the remote. They all will die. Please don't kill him. He is my only son.”

Prutvi said, “Then tell me. Who is don?”

Mustan was helpless. “You only.”

“Tell me loudly.”

Mustan shouted loudly, “You. You are don. Don is Daga.”

Prutvi pressed the button. The whole building burst into fire.

The jeep moved on. Prutvi phoned to TV office. “Sir, Mustan gang were preparing bombs at an old building in the outskirts of the city. Unfortunately, one bomb burst and the whole building caught fire. Akram and many of his men were in the building. All are getting burnt to ashes.”

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The jeep stopped in front of the house. It was 9pm. Uncle and mother were watching TV anxiously.

News reader said, “Important news. A bomb blast took place in an old building on top of a hill. In this building, Mustang gang was illegally preparing bombs. Accidentally one bomb exploded and the whole building caught fire. Mustang's son Akram and 15 to 20 of his men were burnt to dead. Hearing this, Mustan has been admitted in hospital. He is suffering from shock.”

Uncle was very happy and proud of Prutvi. “He is my real son. He has kept his word.”

Suddenly Prutvi put his hand on his shoulder. Uncle looked up happily.

“What I couldn’t do in 30 years, you have accomplished in 3 days 3 hours and 3 minutes. You are the real don.”

Prutvi said, “I am not your type of don. I am not a criminal like you. I am a positive don. I think only for the sake of the ashram. I will clean all the criminals.”

Uncle looked at Prutvi's face surprisingly.

Prutvi said, “The thorn should be removed using a thorn.”