The street was full of energy-filled noises, and blissful daylight.
Badnaam was mimicking his favorite dialogue for an angry customer. Iqbaal was busy taunting Billu over his credits while Billu stuck the posters on the noticeboard.
" Look, what a competition man"
Billu nudged Iqbaal's waist with his elbow completely ignoring the poor guy's request about his money.
" what do you think, who will win?" Iqbaal forgot they are standing under the roof of Mahila police station, only within a wall distance.
" tough question, but only Karishma ma'am will win,"
Billu said confidently.
'People have unshakable trust in her capability, and Lucknow needs you Karishma Singh and I'm proud of you.'
Haseena had a little pleasant smile on her lips while the thoughts running in her mind.
She was busy on some documents with a bowed head when she noticed a few heavy footsteps sound, fading away from her cabin hallway entrance.
A long sigh. Haseena knew exactly who was there.
Haseena skipped lunch with her beloved family continuously in a row on the third day.
They were worried for her and so was she. But no one was brave enough to blow the invisible wall between them.
Then a loud noise of a bike racing nonstop for a few minutes.
'She is not going to stop accelerating until I reach my cabin window. But not today, try me out Karishma! '
Haseena told herself tightening her grip on the pen while shaking her head in disbelief.
A deep sigh made its way out comforting her paining heart.
She dropped the pen over the paper, and lean back to the seat headrest with closed eyes.
She could feel the things falling apart with her colleagues day by day without even letting them process it properly.
" And now it's high time "
Haseena pat her back inwardly, encouraging herself to do the meaningful.
Once she is satisfied with her job, a quick look through the cabin and she is out in her iconic walking style, checking on her watch again. It's 03.15 and she is got fifteen more minutes to attend the meeting.
POLICE HEADQUARTERS, LUCKNOW.
Haseena was sitting on the couch peacefully waiting for her call, but her mind.!
There is nothing to worried or be excited about, as far as considering the fixed meeting with the commissioner of Lucknow Mr. Prakash Vidrohi, they have met countless times just to praise her and a few times for allotting a new task.
'Haseena calm down! everything is going to be okay. So stick to your decision '
She mumbled glancing at her wristwatch, only God knows how many times!
When the huge wooden door slides smoothly Haseena never thought that the conversation going to happen now onward changes, her destiny.
" so ms.Malik another addition to your successfully solved cases file? "
Mr. Prakash with his rare but kind smile.
Haseena always admired the man who made the tough decision with a smiling face. And a father figure when it comes to duty. An honest officer resembles mid-fifties Arshad Abu Malik for her craving mind for a father figure..
Haseena greets back properly and smiles at his positive and simple way of motivating juniors.
" Ms.malik how is the thought about doing something adventures?"
after a few formal discussions commissioner spilled the beans about the true reason behind the meeting.
