Snippets of Madam Sirr (S1)

Chapter 37

"Haan Pushpa Ji. I'm just worried about Qayamat" She answered maintaining a cold tone.

Haseena smirked inwardly as she notices Pushpa Ji raise her eyebrows questioningly.

"Pushpa Ji you can go..." Haseena turned her head back to the paperwork dismissing Pushpa Ji without barely a second glance.

Pushpa Ji stumbled backwards, Haseena's cold behavior hitting her hard. She left, lifting each leg with difficulty as her eyes constantly glanced at Haseena.

As a mother Pushpa Ji couldn't tolerate to see Haseena in pain. She knew that Haseena would not easily express her emotions, but she had always talked with Pushpa Ji. But today, Haseena had acted indifferent, her demeanor had changed. Pushpa Ji glanced at the cabin one last time before rushing out, tears threatening to spill out her eyes. Had she done something to hurt her madam sir, Pushpa Ji wondered.

Haseena watched the receding figure of Pushpa Ji, her heart crying out in waves of anguish. As her figure faded into the distance, a lump grew in her throat, the memories singing of an ache in her heart. Where was the Pushpa Ji that Haseena had admired? Where was the Pushpa Ji that always upheld the integrity of her uniform?

Haseena and the MPT team had successfully solved the case of Tony and Ramit yet frustrations ran high as Qayamat walked unscathed. Haseena sat on a nearby bench, the cold weather biting down on her bare arms as she stared ahead, her eyes devoid of expressions.

Haseena had solved the case, yet she was nowhere near tranquility. Puspha Ji's actions weighed heavily against her height betraying her own emotions. For the past weeks, Haseena had wondered what compelled Puspha Ji to lie yet no matter how justified the situation was, Haseena knew she couldn't ignore the gravity. Not as a senior at least. She sighed, the night air soft against her skin. She had delayed the inevitable for as long as she could. Now it was time to address the consequences.

A fresh morning drizzled over the city of Lucknow, bathing the residents in a plume of warm orange smoke. It carried a scent of freshness and a liveliness that creeped in the city. In her bedroom, Haseena groaned as she swatted the alarm clock, her hands violently shoving it to the floor. She pulled the duvet and rubbed her eyes, catching her own reflection in the mirror.

Haseena had a sleepless night, her mind churning over the past events. She tossed and turned around in the bed until tears wiggled out, soaking her pillow. A hollow ache tugged at her heart, dragging unspoken emotions. She ruffled her hair as she rushed towards the washroom, letting the cold drips of water cascade down her body.

In front of the station, Haseena stared, her expressions hollowed. Her heart gave out as she watched the building, her home bustling with laughter and the banter of her team. She smiled despite the ache in her heart as she stepped in, nursing her battered heart.

She smiled and nodded at the team, staring in silence as if contemplating her decision. Her eyes fell on Puspha Ji and CC, her usual warmth absent. She sighed, releasing her grip on the baton as she addressed them.

"Puspha Ji and CC, come to my cabin..." she said as she turned and walked away without a second glance.

Puspha Ji and CC stared at each other, their faces etched with grim expressions. CC looked down, wriggling his toe as he locked his fingers together.

He knew that Madam Sir must have come to know of the truth that he and Puspha Ji had betrayed her. CC realized that Madam Sir had acted aloof and distant the last few weeks. He sighed, biting hard on his lower lip, guilt treading down his heart. He had let down his madam sir and that was unbearable for him.

Next to him, Puspha Ji stiffened, tears glistening in her eyes. Haseena's cold behavior had finally made sense to her. She must have understood Puspha Ji's lie. She closed her eyes as a lone tear dropped to the floor, piercing the outer layer of her skin. She sighed as she lifted her head, strolling towards Madam Sir's cabin, each step heavier than the last.