Shadows Of Solace

The past -1

The morning sun painted the police station with a gentle warmth, casting its golden hues across the familiar corridors. Santosh Sharma, known affectionately as Santu, stood near the window, her phone in hand, attempting to capture the perfect selfie. With each failed attempt, her frustration bubbled over, and she turned to Cheetah Chaturvedi, her constant companion, with a playful complaint about the stubborn tap in her quarters. As they shared a laugh, their banter was interrupted by the arrival of Pushpa Ji, the head constable, her hair resembling a tangled nest of twigs.

As Pushpa Ji made her entrance into the precinct, Santu and Cheetah exchanged knowing glances, a shared chuckle dancing in their eyes. It was a scene they had witnessed countless times before – their beloved mother figure, Pushpa Ji, with her hair resembling a tangled nest, a familiar sight that never failed to bring a smile to their faces.

Pushpa Ji remarked, "hamare aur  lalla ke to bhaag hi foot Gaye."

Santu chuckled, "Pushpee kuch Naya batao.. ye to aapka Roz ka hai!"

Cheetah chimed in, "uff ye sach bolne wali masumiyat santu ji.. acha pushpa ji ye bataiye aapki bahurani yani hamari Karishma madam kidhar hai abhi Tak Thane nhi aayi.. aap dono sath hi aaye honge na"

Pushpa Ji sighed, "kaha unhone hame raste me hi yamaraj ki sawari se utar diya pata nhi kisko apna bhaukal dikhane gayi hai"

In a dramatic entrance, Haseena strode into the police station, effortlessly twirling her baton with an air of confidence, donning sleek black goggles that added to her aura. "Kisko apna bhaukal dikhane gayi hain Karishma Singh," she inquired, her tone commanding attention and curiosity alike.

Pushpa ji trembled at her question, realizing the gravity of the situation. Now, she understood that Karishma Singh was in trouble.

Pushpa ji's voice quivered with concern as she relayed the events, "Pata nahi madam sir kaha gayi hai... Kuch bataya nahi, bas ek phone aaya, use uthaya, hame utara aur nikal gayi." Just then, the atmosphere crackled with anticipation as Karishma Singh, the epitome of authority and style, made her entrance. She was astride her bullet, effortlessly twirling her bullet with a flair that commanded attention. Beside her, a man struggled, his hands bound behind him, a testament to her unwavering resolve and dedication to law enforcement.

Santu, awestruck by Karishma madam's style, exclaimed, "Kya style hai Karishma madam ka!" In response, Haseena, with a hint of admiration, replied, "Haan, vo to hai." Pushpa ji and Cheetah exchanged surprised glances, shocked by Haseena's unexpected approval, knowing her aversion to violence.

But suddenly, Haseena snapped back to reality and shouted, "Ruk jaiye Karishma Singh... Aap aise kanoon ko hatho me nahi le sakti!"

Karishma's voice was firm as she addressed Haseena, "Madam sir, ye topa admi college me drug supply kar raha tha... Masoom zindagiyon ke sath khel raha tha... Aaj isse hamare hathon se koi nahi bacha sakta."

Haseena's brow furrowed in concern, "Mante hai ki ye insaan galat hai, par aapke Marne se drug ka karobar band ho jayega? Aur kaha hai aapke saboot."

Karishma remained adamant, "Madam sir, yeh saboot khud apne muh se dega.. bas aap mujhe do minute iske sath chod dijiye ."

Haseena stopped listening to Karishma. She knew that Karishma was too adamant to change her mind, so she accepted whatever Karishma was saying.

Haseena said, "Acha, Karishma Singh, isse jail me daliye. Aapne apna bahut bhaukal de diya." And with that, the matter got resolved.

As Karishma settled at her desk, a gleam of satisfaction shone in her eyes, reflecting the successful resolution of the case. The atmosphere in the station gradually returned to normal as everyone resumed their duties, each officer engrossed in their tasks.

With a sudden realization dawning upon her, Karishma swiftly made her way to her madam sir's cabin, her mind buzzing with thoughts and plans.

After a moment's hesitation, Karishma knocked on Haseena's cabin door. "Aaiye, Karishma Singh," Haseena called out. Karishma, feeling a bit awkward and lost in her thoughts, entered the cabin.

Haseena observed Karishma's thoughtful silence and inquired, "Kya hua, Karishma Singh? Kuch baat hai?"

Karishma hesitated for a moment before responding, "Nahi, madam sir. Kuch ajeeb sa lag raha hai...."

Haseena asked, "Kaisa ajeeb?"

Karishma replied, "Pata nahi kyun, aapke saath kuch waqt beetane ka mann ho raha hai. Hame maaf kijiye, madam sir. Hum jaante hain yeh duty time hai, par please, yeh hamari aapse pahli aur aakhri baar ki request hai."

Haseena's smile softened, touched by a sudden longing to reconnect with Karishma, her dear friend from the past. Despite the busy atmosphere of the police station, there was a gentle yearning in Haseena's heart to share some quiet moments with Karishma, reminiscing about their cherished friendship.

Haseena's eyes sparkled with anticipation as she proposed, "Chaliye, Karishma Singh, aaj hum aapko ice cream khilane le chalte hai."

Karishma hesitated, mindful of their duty hours. "Par madam sir, abhi toh duty hours hai," she reminded softly.

Undeterred, Haseena persisted, "Toh aaj duty ke baad chalte hai. Aapka bhi mann toh lagega na ice cream khane ka?"

A gentle warmth spread across Karishma's face at the thought of spending leisurely time with her friend. "Zaroor," she agreed, her smile reflecting the shared excitement and camaraderie between them.

As the day ended and duty hours concluded, Karishma and Haseena eagerly anticipated their ice cream outing, finding solace in each other's company.

Karishma, with a warm smile, extended an invitation to Haseena. "Aaiye Madam sir, hum aapko bullet par lekar chalte hain."

Haseena hesitated, her mind racing through various excuses. "Uh, hame lagta hai ki hame Jeep se Jana zyada acha hoga," she mumbled, avoiding eye contact.

Karishma chuckled, sensing Haseena's reluctance. "Ah, Madam sir, aap bhi na aapko chinta karne ki bilkul zaroorat nhi hai ham gadi dheere hi chalayenge, vo to hum pushpa ji chidhane ke liye tej gadi chalate hau," she assured, her tone gentle yet persuasive.

Now I think that's enough for today's part. Sorry for being late, I was busy with my schedule, but don't worry, I will update the next part by next Sunday. Don't forget to give a star and leave a review if you like this story.