Snippets of Madam Sirr (S1)

Recreation of episode 391

I will be adding another character, a police officer as Haseena's previous senior as I feel like she needs someone to understand her.

The trees swayed in the breeze, rustling the leaves all around. The faint sunlight peeked through, filtering through the canopy ahead. Haseena sat on her bench, her eyes fixed on a bird's nest. She watched, a smile creeping into her disturbed mind as the chicks squeaked, opening their mouths as their mother fed them. One little chick fell down, squawking as it hit the nest hard.

Haseena recalled her abbu as the little chicks gathered around their mother's feet, chittering loudly. She traced back to the past, a memory poking its way to the surface. Haseena saw her little self, running around the house, yelling at the top of her lungs as her abbu tried to feed her. She smiled, the memory wrapping around her like a familiar comforter.

How simple those times were, she wondered as she wrapped her hands around herself, inhaling the intoxicating scent of the jasmine flowers.

A loud horn blaring from outside broke her reverie as Haseena awoke to the present, the bitter reality sinking deep into her. She had just returned from the DSP's office, taking all the blame for the indiscipline in her officers. The DSP had given her a strict warning to instill discipline in her station.

Haseena sighed, the actions of her team weighing heavily on her. She knew that discipline should be instilled in her team and that it directly reflected Haseena's leadership. Yet, how could she do so? She smiled, chuckling inwardly as she recalled the Saas-bahu arguments, the flirtatious banter of SS and CC and the innocent and playful nok-jhoks of her team.

She looked down, clasping her hands together, contemplating her decision. She craned her ears, squinting at the bird's nest, the sight warming her heart.

"Haseena...." A voice called out to her.

Haseena stopped in her tracks, the voice carrying a familiar longing sensation filling her heart. She turned around, clutching her heart as she saw the figure, her eyes brimming with tears. It was Aadya madam, her senior during her first posting as an ASI. She had been Haseena's constant support and guide, helping her to progress through her career and life.

Aadya walked towards her, extending her hands as Haseena ran towards her. She wrapped her hands around her, sinking into her familiar comfort and warmth. As they pulled apart, Aadya kept her hands on Haseena's shoulders, gently wiping her tears. She gently led her to the bench as they settled next to each other.

"Aadya madam...." Haseena called, her voice quivering.

Aadya smiled, her face beaming as she heard Haseena's voice.

"How are you here madam?" she asked.

"DSP sir called me regarding a case. I saw your jeep parked outside and remembered that this was your...favorite place..."

Haseena nodded, tears threatening to spill through her eyes.

"Haseena what's wrong?" she asked, concern flashing in her eyes.

Haseena nodded negatively resisting the urge to confess yet as Aadya's warmth drew her in, Haseena felt comforted and relaxed. It didn't take her long to pour her heart out as Aadya listened attentively, with the occasional nod.

"Haseena, I'm proud and happy to hear how you've handled the station. You've developed strong and intimate bonds with the members but Haseena....you have to remember that discipline is integral. All of you are officers, sworn to uphold the law...." She paused, warmly glancing at Haseena before continuing. "Discipline is not only about punishment Haseena. It also serves as a reminder of the rules and regulations that we are bound by."