Dil ki chori

Haseena se roobaroo

GOOD MORNING LUCKNOW!!!!!

MALLIK AASHIANA

It’s a 2 storeyed house with a beautiful lawn surrounding it . The lawn is decorated with beautiful plants of roses, hibiscus , petunia and many more . The second floor of the house has a beautiful East facing balcony from where the sun rays enter the room . From the room some noises are coming, some sort of energetic music , one which people mostly play during workouts .

 Let’s see what is going on  ----

A  beautiful lady is lying in the plank position. “96…97…98…99……100”- the counting stops . She gets up and drinks some water to get herself hydrated. Then she puts on her boxing gloves and starts hitting the punching bag . 

Suddenly the door of the room opens and a lady enters a glass of orange juice . “Good morning ,Haseena beta … ”the lady says smilingly . “Good  morning ammi ”replies Haseena opening her boxing gloves .

NJ: Ho gyi aaj ki kasrat ???

HM: ji ammi. Pata hai , aaj maine poore 35 push-ups aur 100 seconds plank kiye…

NJ: Waah beta . Ab jaldi se yeh juice peelo , you’ll feel good . 

HM: Ji ammi….

NJ: Aur phir neeche aa jao ready hoke , tumhare abbu intezaar kar rahe hain..

HM: ji…..

Haseena freshened up , put on her police uniform having 3 stars on it and took her cap in her hand . She came down to see her abbu , dressed in his uniform , sitting on the sofa ,reading the newspaper very carefully , almost lost in it . That’s when her “khurafati dimaag” took over . She tiptoed to her father and wised him loudly ”GOOD  MORNING ABBUJAAN”. Poor MR. Shehzaad got startled at her and gave her an angry look . But upon seeing the cute face and peaceful laughter ,his anger instantly vapourized.

SM: Good morning meri bacchi . Aao chalo breakfast kar lete hain ..

HM: Bilkul abbu, bahut bhookh lagi hai …..

The dining table was occupied by tea cups, various sliced fruits , vegetable sandwiches,and last but not the least , Haseena’s favourite Sheer Korma .

NJ: Haseena beta . tumhe yaad hai meri dost Surbhi ???

HM: Ammi, aapki toh poori jholi bharkar dost hain , main kis kiska naam yaad rakhoon …..

NJ: bass , bass. Haan toh main keh rahi thi , Surbhi apne bete Rishabh ke liye ek ladki dhoond rahi thi. Toh maine use tujhse baat karne ke liye kaha hai . Toh Kaal ya parso  Rishabh ke saath mil lena .

HM: Ammi yaar . Mai aapko kitni baar kahoon nahi karni hai shaadi abhi .

NJ: toh kab karogi ???

HM: Abhi shaadi ke liye bahut time baaki hai . Pehle humme desh ke liye kuch karna hai .  Apni kabiliyat ko  apni pehchaan banani hai . Uske baad yeh shaadi-waadi ..

Abbu , aap bhi kuch kahiye na …….

SM: Arre Noor ji . Haseena ko jo karna hai karne do . Woh samajhdaar hai , aapne zindagi ke faisle khud lene ke kaabil hai. Aap uski chinta mat karo ……

NJ: yeh baap- beti ka pyaar humme le doobegi ek din ..
 

Haseena and her father could not resist letting out a quick chuckle which vanished on getting a glare from NJ.

SM: Waise Haseena , aaj dopahar ko aap ek baar headquarter aa jaana . Aapko ek case ki details deni hai .

HM: jii abbu. Chaliye ab hum nikalte hai ..

SM: Hum bhi chalte hain.  KHUDA HAFIZ Noor ji..

HM: khuda hafiz ammi…

NJ : Khuda hafiz . Dono  sambhalke jana….

Both exited through the main door . Ammi got up from her chair to lock it but Haseena came running back and went up to her room .

NJ: kya hua ?????

HM climbed down the stairs ,smiling, rotating the baton in her hand .

HM: apni shamsheer bhul gaye thee …

NJ :  Aree oo shehzaadi , jaiye jaldi warna thana late pohchogi …..

HM: byeee ammi …

NJ: byeee beta ……….