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Samrat's flight landed and he felt nostalgia hit him. Finally, after years he was back in his country, his home, his soil, his people. He remembered how years back he was sent to London to look after their business and he was to leave his family, friends, siblings and especially his mother behind. He felt happy as well as emotional at the same time. No matter how much he tried he couldn't go back home because of the constant and increasing workload. Business kept him always caught up and soon he got so engrossed in it that eventually he turned into a workaholic freak. But one thing that remained constant was his roots back home.
Oh how much did he miss his mother's food in the firangi country, and how when he was back he felt like recreating the infamous helicopter entry of K3. He shook his head at his stupidity and looked out of the window taking in the fresh air when his phone rang.
“Mr Maheshwari, this is Inspector Fawad speaking from XYZ police station. We have your wife Mrs Adriti Maheswari and your sister Ms Sarah Maheshwari under arrest for rash driving, please come to the station quickly”, the person on the other side spoke and then the line went dead even before he could speak.
Meanwhile, on the other side, Adriti and Sarah tried their best to convince the officer to free them and not file any case.
"Please inspector, hame jane dijiye please, Hamari masum si shakal per thoda toh rahem khaiye. Maine kaha toh tha aapko ki hamari koi galat bhi nhi thi-", Adriti tried again but in vain as she was abruptly cut in the middle making her pout
"Dekh ladki, phele hi Mera dimag kharab ho raha hai tumhari bakar bakar sunn kar,ek aur lafz aur tujhe undar kar dunga", he threatened and passed her a glare
Adriti glared back at him, ready to pounce on him but Sarah being the logical one stopped her on time.
"Shant Adu, Shant, dekh baat aur aage na bada, inki jeb thodi bhari karte hai aur mamla Rafa dafa karte hai", she spoke in a hushed tone while the inspector and constable looked suspiciously at them trying to ears drop
"Per Saru, mere paas toh paise hi nhi hai,yaad hai hamara purse toh Gadi meh hi rahe gaya", Adriti replied copying her tone making Sarah hit her forehead in annoyance
Sarah now started panicking, firstly it was late and past her curfew hours. If anyone in her family got to know about her being in the police station, her dadi would eat her raw and wouldn't even burp, and her mother, she could imagine fangs and horns coming out of her inraged mother, she would toast her alive.
Maheshwari's were a big name in their city, heck in the whole country and her being the daughter of the family landing her foot inside the police lockup was on the highest inappropriate thing, heck more like a crime.
She was trying to find ways to come out of their mess when the constable yelled at them again, making her flinch which inraged Adriti.
"Dekhiye aap na tameez se pesh aaiye. Pata bhi hai aapko kaun hu mai, ha?", she spoke in a high-pitched voice
