HM reached the station; she was tired because of all the crying and hoped that her team members have not created any mess. She entered and saw everyone working silently. A shocker for her… but then her eyes travelled to KS and it dawned upon her, the reason of the disciplined staff… Santosh Sharma noticed her and stood up. Her actions alerted everyone. “Jai Hind MS” all echoed together. KS saw her MS… Battered, bruised but not broken… Epitome of composure and calmness. HM had expertly managed all her emotions. She did not let the situation have an upper hand on her. One who can win over their emotions is the most dangerous person. KS was afraid now. Afraid of the person standing in front of her.
HM simply responded with a smile “Jai Hind”. She moved towards her cabin but stopped midway besides KS. “KS andar aaiye.” “Ji MS” KS followed her inside. HM sat on her chair and signalled KS to take a seat. The rigid eyes softened, so did the strained forehead. “Humne aapko Thank you kehne ke liye bulaya hai KS.” “Kis liye MS?” asked KS. “Aapne humari request ka maan rakha aur baat ko wahi khatam kiya.” KS didn’t know what to say. She had her questions but didn’t want to hurt MS even more. She chose to remain silent.
When KS did not respond HM continued, “Hum jante hai aapke dil mei bohot se sawal hai. Sahi waqt aane par hum aapko har sawal ka jawab de denge. Filhaal aapse ek request aur hai… aap manengi na humari baat?” KS nodded and said “Boliye MS, kya karna hai humko? Anu bhaiyya ko dant lagani hai, Chachi ji ko unki harkat ke bare mei batana hai? Ya…” “KS…” KS paused. “Aisa kuch nahi karengi aap… Aap is bare mei kisise kuch nahi kahengi. Ye baat DSP sir, aapke aur humare bich mei hi rehni chahiye.”
KS was shocked beyond limit. She stood up with a jerk, “Lekin kahe MS?? Kahe aap anu bhaiyya ki harkat pe parda dal rahi hai??” HM stood up gesturing her to lower her voice. “Thoda dheere KS. Aap Pushpa ji ko toh janti hai na… Abhi aa jayengi aur darwaze pe kaan laga dengi…” “MS lekin…” KS couldn’t complete her sentence as HM asked her to stop.
“KS aapka gussa jayaz hai… Lekin ek baar DSP sir ko samajhne ki koshish kariye. Unki bhi koi wajah hogi.” “Lekin…” “Hum samajhte hai aapko humari fikr hai aur ussi wajah se aap aise react kar rahi hai… Lekin DSP sir aapke bhai hai… Hum se jyada aap unhe samajhti hai… Agar unke paas option hota toh who aisa kabhi nahi karte.” “Hum unhe jante hai tabhi keh rahe hai ke unke paas option hoga… who plan B ke bina kabhi koi mission pe nahi jate… Unko aap pe bharosa karna chahiye tha… Khas kar ke who drugs wale case ke baad…”
That was the only complaint HM had. But she couldn’t let KS know about it. “Chahe jo bhi ho KS… Please…kisise kuch mat kahiyega… Hum nahi chahte ke koi bhi unhe galat samajhe…” “Thik hai… aapke liye hum kisise kuch nahi kahenge… Lekin iska ye matlab nahi ke humne Anu bhaiyya ko maaf kiya.” “Thank you, KS.” HM smiled. A genuine smile… That was the best moment of the day for KS. She denied it in front of everyone, but she loved her MS a lot. And today her admiration towards her had grown thousand folds.
The meeting ended… AS returned to his cabin. Flashes of what transpired this afternoon rolled before his eyes. The mission was over… the country was safe… and the truth was out… But something felt incomplete… AS was uncomfortable… he was not able to read HM’s mind or decipher the stillness in her eyes… He was used to knowing all… he could read anyone as an open book. Suddenly he remembered the fitness band… It was still on HM’s wrist. He connected his phone… but could only listen to KM’s last words. HM had requested KS to not let anyone know about his betrayal and KS had agreed to her but had not forgiven him. Confusion had aggravated…
Please have patience guys... Anuseena scenes will be coming soon... Thank you for all your comments...
