AS reached home late… his mother had already gone to bed… his dinner was on the table but it repelled him… He moved towards his bedroom. Today’s events had disturbed him, he was unable to concentrate in the meeting and was restless after listening to the part of HM and his sister’s conversation. He thought a shower would help him…
The shower was only able to wash off his tiredness not his restlessness. He tried to sleep but he didn’t know he was up for a sleepless night. After tossing and turning for nth time he got out of his bed and moved towards the window. It was a moonlit night, silent cool breeze blew at his face and messed his hair… He looked like the calm sea with a storm brewing inside him.
Only HM was on his mind… First time he had seen her was when his Senior handed him the case file. The crisp uniform and confidant smile didn’t give away much about her. He first met her on the road… she was trying to make a call but didn’t find any signal… He had lost his Golgappa due to the dash but felt like he had found something. His flirting, which he did only for the sake of missions, was never returned with anger or irritation. He was used to women losing themselves to his handsome face and sweet smile. But HM was not any other woman… She was different, that is why of all the specialist agents, he was sent to woo her. Wait… on a mission to stop the conspiracy against the nation… wooing her was a part of the mission, how could he forget?
Turn of events brought him to the location of crime as “Negotiation Specialist” sent by the Commissioner on HM’s request. She had met him just today but worriedly asked, “Aap bina kisi weapon ke andar ja rahe hai… Its not safe… Aapko darr toh nahi lagega?” Yes, she dealt every situation with her ‘Jazbaat’, he had got the right information. Mr. Boondi Singh had finally surrendered and the kids were free. Relief had washed on her face… But questions in her eyes, that made way to her lips. “Kaise kiya aapne ye sab?” she asked. She was curious but not impressed which hurt him a little… Wait… why should he feel hurt…? he ignored it.
The next day at MPT he announced to the team that he was appointed as their DSP. Just when he was wondering how she manages this gang of weird humans, billu announced the arrival of a prospective groom for HM. AS was worried… she might like the guy and he would not be able to win her heart. Wait… the mission will be compromised. Wasn’t he here only for the mission? Thankfully it was just a new case.
He walked out to the living room to meet the visiting officer. He was happy to see HM there but realization dawned on him when her cheeks turned red with embarrassment. He hurried back in to put a shirt on. His mother suggested that HM was a right choice for his bride… and boy his heart smiled… Wait… though he wants HM to agree to marry him but was it not only for the case?
She was stupefied when he announced himself as her husband at an IVF centre where she was investigating a case. He was flirting with her more than helping her. He blessed his stars when the doctor herself asked her to hold his hand but his overprotective sister had to break the lovely moment. Wait… why was he enjoying the feeling of her hand in his?
She was arrested for possessing drugs. How can it be true? His heart refused to believe… but his training had taught him otherwise. She refused to say anything, not even to the Investigating Officer. She was suspended and was issued a ‘show cause’ notice, but she chose to be silent. She even refused KS’ help. Only emptiness is what he saw in her eyes which was dreadful. She had risked everything to solve the case… her career, her relations and her life… He was proud of her. Wait… he was here to impress her… not to be impressed by her.
His next step was to put a microphone on HM. He gifted every member of MPT with a fitness band. While everyone monitored their fitness, AS monitored HM’s likes and dislikes. Afterall he had to win her heart… Wait… only for the mission.
“Kya aap hume aapka dil de sakti hai?” He was nervous when he said those words… the little blush creeping on her checks added to the anticipation… He wished her a Happy New Year and a meeting with her perfect life partner in the coming year… She smiled and he was lost in those beautiful eyes… Wait… Out you come… That’s an order…
She told him she liked the dress but not before asking why he lied to her… In return she gifted him a cell phone… Not the first time he received a gift… But this was special… Wait… Its just a random gift…
She was training hard at the ‘Akhada’ and he was ready with his next plan. After KS’ victory, he invited both of them for dinner. Both had fought again. He convinced HM that she should let KS fight the dreaded opponent. He gently placed his hand on hers and asked her if she trusts him… Her affirmation elated his heart… Wait… the same trust will be broken someday.
KS defeated the champion wrestler… HM was happier than her… She hugged KS… she hugged SS and she hugged him… He held her close to his heart which was now beating at an unrealistic pace… She was embarrassed and covered it up saying “Sorry Sir, who flow flow mei ho gaya”. His heart refused to settle down… Wait… “Koi baat nahi… Hota hai” he replied.
HM’s Chachji’s manager had put the plan in action. AS had very less time… He had to act fast. He resorted to making HM jealous… He asked her to filter and edit his pictures to impress the prospective bride. He knew he had hit the right spot when she half heartedly asked to send the photos without any edits. Wait… never mind…
He followed her… Then she followed him… She called him… but he didn’t receive her call, he was busy following Duttaji… She contacted him using the wireless system… The entire Lucknow Police could hear her requesting him to stop… He changed his decision at the last moment… stopped to listen to her. What she said next made his heart flip… She loves him… and wants to marry him… Wait… He was happy as first stage of his mission was completed…
To be continued...
