Madam Sirr 2

Chapter 4

 Karishma and Haseena as undercover

Dawn broke through the sky, spreading a hushed tone of rose throughout the sky. It was scattered throughout mingling with the pastel blue, almost looking as an incomplete artist's canvas. The morning light, not too dark or bright tapped on the window panes of every house.

Haseena stirred knocking aside a handful of files that fell to the floor. She grunted not wanting to pick them up. She lifted her duvet cover up to her chin and stared at the window, at the rosy reflection standing outside, as if beckoning her to join.

It was a cold morning yet Haseena couldn't hug the bed any longer. Her duty as a DSP awaited her. She threw the covers off and got up, picking the files that she had kicked to the floor.

She was concerned about this new case. That they still didn't have any evidence. Throughout the night, she kept pulling old case files trying to find out which old enemy of her had resurfaced. She didn't find anything.

She threw the files on the bed and rubbed her eyes, still drooping in desperate need of sleep and rest. She looked around the room and her eyes landed on the chai cup her mother had left. She picked it up and sat down when her phone rang. It was the commissioner.

Ugh, he had to call now didn't he? She cursed in silence.

He inquired her regarding the case progress and was dismayed that they still didn't have any leads.

"Haseena Malik, mujhe yeh case jaldi solve chahiye."

His deep voice boomed, snapping Haseena out of her sleep, her eyes determined to put this case to rest.

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With the Commissioner's words fresh in her mind, Haseena arrived at MPT to discuss any updates regarding the case. As she raced inside, she could hear a familiar thrum that was absent for so many days. It was the sound of a small bell ringing. Pushpa Ji and her morning Pooja. A deep scent of incense roamed throughout the station that Haseena immediately forget all her troubles.

She stepped in and saw Pushpa Ji offering blessings to everyone. She stopped short as she saw Haseena motioning her to stay. Haseena smiled knowing very well what was going to happen.

Puspha Ji reached her and blessed her with the God's blessings as she always used to do when Haseena was at MPT. Puspha Ji had tears in her eyes. She kept the tray atop the desk and saluted her. Behind her Cheetah and Aliya too formed a line to salute.

"Jai Hind, madam sir", Puspha Ji said.

"Jai Hind, Pushpa Ji."

They smiled at one another, embracing the silent notes of warmth wading throughout the station.

"Karishma Singh yahan hai? "Haseena inquired.

Pushpa Ji knitted her eyebrows together. "Kya aap yahan sirf usse milne aayi hain, madam sir?" she asked, her voice laced with sadness.

Haseena kept her baton aside and went near Puspha Ji. "Arey, nahi. Main uske saath case par charcha karne aayi hoon" she said.

"Lekin madam sir, humein promotion ke baad se baat karne ka mauka hi nahi mila."

"Haan Pushpa Ji, main vyast thi. Mujhe khed hai, lekin main vada karti hoon ke is mission ke baad hum chai piyenge."

Pushpa Ji now smiled, her big round eyes glistening in happiness.

"Arey chhodo na, Pushpa Ji. Kam se kam ek baar toh apni overacting band karo."A voice called from outside.

Karishma Singh arrived with her usual taunting self. She saluted Haseena and looked at Puspha Ji.