Madam sir 2.0

Hospital

The eerie sound of the stretcher’s wheels echoed through the hospital corridor, a stark reminder of the urgent situation at hand.

Haseena Malik lay still, fighting to maintain consciousness amidst a flurry of chaos.
Her once-commanding presence had become a shadow of vulnerability; a smear of ash traced along her brow, remnants of the nightmarish blast that had nearly claimed her life.

As Haseena struggled to focus, her vision clouded, she caught a glimpse of someone in black, guiding her stretcher toward the emergency room. Who was this enigmatic presence?

~~ FLASHBACKS~~

Karishma Singh's heart raced with worry for Madam Sir, her concern mirroring the tension in the air.

A moment later, Cheetah shouted, “Karishma Madam!” The panic surged as he pointed ahead. Karishma turned to see a figure being carried away.

“Madam Sir?” she gasped, her heart dropping as she recognized Haseena being cradled in the arms of Amar Vidrohi, His imposing figure carved a path through the chaos as he rushed towards the waiting ambulance, Haseena secure in his arms, a beacon of hope in a moment of chaos.

“Hatiye sab!” Amar shouted, pushing past clusters of onlookers and paramedics. His determination was palpable, a fervent storm against the backdrop of despair.

Haseena, semi-conscious in his arms, was a beacon of hope in a moment drowned in uncertainty.

“What happened to Madam Sir?” Karishma coughed, concern fracturing her composure.

“Boom blast ke baad zyada smoke consume karne ke vajah se unke lungs mein problem ho sakta hai... isliye hum inhe hospital lekar ja rahe hain,” Amar explained rapidly, urgency spilling from his every word.

“Hume Madam Sir ke saath jaana hai!” Karishma insisted, her voice rising above the chaos.

“Nahi,” Amar interrupted sharply. “Aapko jaane ki jarurat nahi hai. Aap khud bahut weak hain... inhe sambhalte rahne ke bajaye apna treatment karwaiye.”

Frustration coursed through Karishma, yet deep down, she recognized the truth in his words. As the ambulance carried the unconscious Haseena away, she felt a wave of helplessness wash over her.

Everyone sat on their own ambulances that came for them.

And Amar, he sat beside Haseena in the ambulance, just gazing at her with tears in his eyes.

"You need to get well soon... Aapko thik hona hai Jaalse Jaald Aur Bahut ladaai kaarni hai Mujhe Aapke Saath... Aur aap Dil ka haal bhi toh baatana hai..GET WELL SOON AS POSSIBLE MS. MALIK" Amar Kept saying his inner feeling to Haseena Malik .....

The ambulance arrived at the hospital, the sirens dying down as the atmosphere shifted again to one of clinical urgency. The wardboys swiftly unloaded the stretcher, Amar by Haseena’s side, his worry casting dark shadows across his usually confident demeanor.

“Get well soon, Miss Malik,” he whispered, tears brimming in his eyes, “You need to fight. We have battles ahead, and I need you by my side.”

« FLASHBACKS ENDS»

As they slid Haseena into the emergency room, a red light flickered to life, casting ominous glows across Amar's face

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