In the chaos of London streets Karishma's mind was disturbed while they were having their meals in some Indian restaurant.
"kitna mushkil hai na , yahaan London mai Indian food milna " Amar asked her but after not getting any response he finally looked up from his food and noticed Karishma wasn't eating anything rather she was playing with her food.
"Krishu kay huwa jab sai police station sai ahyie hai tum chup chup ho" Amar asked in concern.
"Khuch nhi jeeju , bus mood nhi hai khanay ka " she said looking towards the busy streets through the window.
"You know na , you can tell me anything. I'm always there for you"
Amar said and Karishma knew it was true after her father's death Amar was always there for her despite being her brother in law she always saw him as a elder brother,even she always felt he was a father figure to her . As she used joke about having Mira and Amar as her second parents.
" i know jeeju , it's just i-i i --i can't explain anything right now" she was struggling with her thoughts.
"It's ok , i am here you can tell me whenever you feel to share" Karishma nodded.
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Tossing and turning continuously on her bed Karishma finally got up and headed towards Amar's room.
Banging on her door loudly Karishma was being restless with every passing second even herself don't know why.
"Kay huwa sab theek too hai " Amar said the first thing he opened the door with sleepy eyes.
" Jeeju , we have to go there and help her " Karishma said without missing a beat.
"What , kahaan Jana hai aur kisi ki madat karni hai" Amar still wasn't awake and Karishma's words were not making any sense.
" woh ladki jis ko hum nai police station mai dekha tha" Amar felt as if a train had hit him the kind of jolt felt through his body .
"What ! Krishu woh ek criminal hai aur hum too us ko jaantay bhi nhi too hum us ki madat kyu karay woh bhi ahdi raat ko" Amar said being fully awake right away.
" Jeeju , aap nai uskay kapday dekhay , woh Indian lag rahi thi aur woh kitni masoom aur daari huvi lag rahi thi I think we should help her" Karishma said in a pleading tone.
" Salwar suit pehnay sai koyie Indian nhi hojata krishu "
"Aap ko nhi ahna hai too mat ahyie hum Jaa rahay hai woh bhi ahbi " Karishma without waiting for answer moved towards the elevator.
Grabbing his wallet and phone Amar followed her in hurry.
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" Mujhe samjh nhi aah raha tumko kay hogaya hai " Amar said to Karishma when they reached the station.
Karishma without answering back moving towards the cabin of the chief officer of this station.
" Hello mam , how can I help you " But a lady officer stopped them in midway .
" We are here to meet Mr. Jackson " instead of Karishma, Amar replied.
"Sorry sir , he is not present here right now, there are still 4-5 hours left for morning " she replied politely.
" Dekha krishu , woh nhi hai chalo wapas chaltay hai subha milnay ahjatay hai " Amar whispered in her ear.
"Can we wait for him here " Karishma asked the lady ignoring Amar.
"Yes, please have a seat here" Lady officer said pointing towards the chairs which were present in the corridor.
" Yeh sab kyu kar Rahi ho tum Karishma hum subha bhi ahsakhtay hai na " Amar said sitting beside her on the chair.
"Aap jayie wapas hotel , hum yahi wait kartay hai" Amar signed in disbelieve and closed his eyes resting the head backwards.
After almost 30 minutes Karishma looked towards Amar who was sleeping on chair uncomfortably . She got up from her chair and moved towards the interrogation room.
Standing outside the interrogation room Karishma saw the same girl sitting on the chair awake. There were bright lights inside the room which was not letting the girl to sleep.
Tears were continuously flowing down her cheeks, seeing the tears of the girl Karishma felt as if someone has squeezed her heart to the point where it literally started bleeding.
Karishma can't bring herself to move from there even her legs were starting to became numb.
As the morning came the same Chaos being in the station. Amar felt a tap on his shoulder. Opening his eyes he saw the chief officer and James standing in front of him.
"Mr. Amar ! What are you doing here" Mr. Jackson asked.
"We are actually here to meet you sir" Amar said standing up from his chair
"We?" Mr. Jackson asked as he can't understand who the "we" was supposed.
Amar looked around him and not finding Karishma anywhere
he said " Karishma Singh is also here , i will call her "
" ok I'm waiting for you guys in the office"
"Ab yeh ladki kahaan chali gayi" Amar mumbled to himself.
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Tapping Karishma's shoulder Amar said " Chalo ahgaya woh"
Entering the office of the chief Karishma noticed James was also present there.
"Hello officer please have a seat" Mr. Jackson said.
"Now tell me how can I help you" Mr. Jackson asked as the both settled themselves on their respected chairs.
Clearing her throat Karishma asked "Actually we are here to bail that girl"
"Which girl?" Mr. Jackson asked
"That one who is present in the interrogation room right now" Karishma said.
"Miss Singh, do you know her " Mr. Jackson asked her
" No i don't" Karishma replied.
" Then , why are you here " Mr. Jackson asked.
" I'm here to help her , it's so wrong to punish someone this badly just because they were stealing food" Amar looked towards Karishma in disbelieve as he knew better how rudely Karishma behave with those who do anything wrong not matter how minor the crime is .
" it's not about the food now we don't have any documents about her , who she is , where she came from " Mr. Jackson said
" i think she is from India, because the clothes she is wearing belong to Indian tradition" Karishma said.
" You can't judge from clothes" Mr. Jackson said with slight irritating tone.
"Don't told anything about herself" Amar asked finally taking part in the conversation.
" No she don't, and we think she can't speak either , all we know is her name is Haseena and she 22 years old" Jackson said .
" if she can't speak and doesn't carry any identities then how did you find about her name and age" Amar asked.
" by this, she was wearing this around her neck" Mr. Jackson forwarded a small piece of metal towards them .
Karishma held the metal in her hand and caressed the name on the metal "Haseena".
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