My Love and Robo : )

Chapter - 59

Just after Haseena left the room, Karishma emerged from her cabin, calling out to the MPT members with a determined look. Her voice was steady, commanding attention as she discussed the ongoing parrot case.

"Santu, tum es tote ke malik aur us ki biwi ko bulao. Hume aaj hi ye case rafa dafa karna hai," Karishma said, her gaze fixed on the parrot with a stern expression.

"Ji, madam," Santu replied, and the team scattered to their tasks. However, Santu lingered, shifting from foot to foot. Karishma noticed and sensed that Santu had something on her mind.

"Kaa hua, Santu? Kuch kehna hai?" Karishma asked, her tone softening slightly.

"Haan, madam woh..." Santu began, her eyes narrowing in concentration as she looked at Karishma. "Woh madam, aaj lipstick acche se lagi nahi shayad?"

Karishma frowned, confused, while Pushpa ji's eyes sparkled with mischief as she caught on to Santu's observation. Santu continued, "Haan, dekhiye toh uppar zyada lag rahi neeche kam."

Realization dawned on Karishma as she understood what Santu was referring to. Her lipstick was smudged, a consequence of her and Haseena's earlier encounter in the cabin. Before she could respond, Pushpa ji mumbled with a teasing grin, "Tote ka bahut bada fayda hua kisiko."

"Kuch keh rahi hai aap, Pushpa ji?" Karishma asked, raising her eyebrows and adopting a stern tone.

"Aaa... woh hum keh rahe the, tote ko jald se jald yaha se wapas bhejna hai," Pushpa ji stammered, gulping under Karishma's intense gaze.

"Hmm," Karishma hummed, placing her hands on her waist. But Pushpa ji couldn't resist another sly comment under her breath, "Ghar aaiye, dekhte hai aapko."

Karishma heard the remark but chose to ignore it, maintaining her stern demeanor as she glanced at Pushpa ji, who returned a forced smile.

"Jaiye, kaam kijiye aapna," Karishma instructed, starting to walk back to her cabin. Santu interrupted, "Par madam, lipstick..."

"Hum thik kar lenge, Santu," Karishma replied, gathering her patience.

"Amma o jadbuddi, chalo..." Pushpa ji said, dragging Santu away with her.

The evening dragged on as the MPT members worked tirelessly to resolve the parrot case. Despite their efforts, the lady remained adamant about not taking the parrot back. The air was thick with fatigue, and the weariness of the team was palpable as their duty hours drew to a close, yet the parrot's cage remained stubbornly occupied.

"Amma, thik se jaiye, aur hume call kariye ghar pauchte hi," Karishma instructed, her voice filled with concern as she watched Pushpa ji prepare to leave with Santu. Tonight was Karishma's night duty, and she knew she had a long night ahead at the MPT. The thought of spending the night with the parrot, which she least wanted to see, only added to her exhaustion.

Pushpa ji nodded, a tired but reassuring smile on her face. "Bilkul, Karu. Tum apna khayal rakhna."

Karishma watched them leave, the weight of the day's events settling heavily on her shoulders. The MPT was quieter now, the hustle and bustle replaced by a hushed stillness.

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Later that night, Karishma entered the MPT, dinner in hand. Her gaze fell on the parrot, and memories of its antics from the evening flashed in her mind. Sensing the station was empty, she approached the table, her eyes narrowing at the bird.

"Topa kahi ke," Karishma scolded, her voice low but firm. "Tumhe pata hai jo harkat tum kiye ho agar koi aur karta toh 2 gaj jamin mein gadh dete hum uhse."