"Cradle To Grave"

After The Strom

More than one month has passed, KS was still in an unconscious state laying on a hospital bed with all the machines connected to her body keeping her alive.

KS's hospital room was now HM's second home, she was handling her office from the hospital room, her case hearings were handled by her team and she made sure that she won't take up any new cases till KS will get back on her feet.

HM was not leaving KS's side only going out if it's too important. SP was also trying her best to help HM and being there for both HM & KS, she visits KS on a daily basis while handling HM's court hearings at the same time.

On the other side hearing KS's conditions PS shifted from Lucknow to Mumbai staying at KS's house. but her day passes sitting besides KS's bed creasing her forehead with love praying for her speedy recovery day & night. her heart sinks looking at KS covered with wires & machines everyday. For Pushpa Singh KS was like her own daughter whom she loves more than her own son.

It was late evening, PS was as usual seating on her fixed spot near KS's bed. reading her religious book as if trying to gather some courage in that depressing situation.

Just then HM Stormed inside KS's room with a smile on her face, which PS was witnessing for the 1st time..

HM with a smile : Pushpee aap ki ziddi beti uthi??

PS lowered her book from her face level : Hassena tum bas 3 ghante ke liye bahar gayi thi vo bhi 2 hafto ke bad aur usme bhi tumne 12 call kiye hai..

HM sat on her fixed spot on the other side of KS's bed : par agar me nahi hu aur uski waqt apki beti uth gayi to??

PS : Hassena beta jo ek pure mahine se hosh me nahi ayi ho vo tuamhre jane ke adhe ghante me to hosh me aa nahi Jayegi..

HM with a smile on her face : aree kyu nahi aayegi.. abhi jo khabr me sunane vali hu ye sun ke Karishma Singh hosh me naa aye impossible...

PS noticed new sparks in HM's eyes, she closed her holy book touching her forehead to it with a lot of respect putting it back on her bag..

PS : kya bat hai Hassena?? Kya khuskhabri leke ayi ho??

HM : aree Pushpee mene Karishma Singh ka ek bohot bada kam kar diya hai, jiske liye Karishma kafi waqt se mehnat kar rahi thi...

PS with a broad smile : achha ?? Konsa??

HM came closer to KS's left ear resting her one hand on KS's right cheeks

HM wisherperd softly : Karishma jii ham Viral Ahuja ko life imprisonment dilva ke aa rahe hai. Apka bohot bada kam kar diya hai hamne Karishma jii uske badle me ab to aapko uthna hi padega, dekhye hamne hamre bich Nafrat ki ye diwar bhi tod di ab to maan jaiye...

HM straightened herself a little and looked over PS nodding her head in disappointment.

HM to PS : apki beti sach me bohot ziddi hai..

PS chuckled nodding her head

Later at night, PS was already gone to KS's house as only one person was allowed to stay in the hospital room, HM was us usual sitting on her fixed spot near KS's bed reading some case files..

She was engrossed in her files when out of the blue she heard a familiar voice she was dying to hear, she looked up immediately knowing the owner of the voice.

For a moment HM couldn't believe her eyes. She stood up immediately looking towards KS who was already looking at her with a smirk as in her usual swag...

HM immediately held KS's face : Karishma aap uth gayi... Apko andaza nahi hai hamne is pal ka pichle ek mahine se kitna intazar Kiya hai..

KS smiled weekly : kya kare Mera to charm hi esa hai.. ladkiya pagal ho hi jati hai..