Snippets of Madam Sirr (S1)

****Recreation of Episode 669****

This ep starts after Haseena brings KS back to the station and dresses her wounds.

Haseena glanced at KS, her fingers trembling as she bandaged her hand. The blood oozed through the wound, seeping through the bandage within seconds. KS closed her eyes, biting hard on her lower lip as she ignored the waves of pain. She withdrew her gaze from Haseena, feeling the intensity of Haseena's glare burning through her.

Haseena completed her bandage and retired to her own cabin before KS had a chance to talk to her. KS laid a hand on her knee, squeezing her muscles as she groaned inwardly. The pain blinded her, her eyes floating in a sea of milky white. Her heart beat rapidly, each beat echoing of one name. Madam Sir.

KS saw Haseena's eyes, the pain etched clearly. She never wanted Haseena to realize the truth in this manner. She groaned again, beads of tears silently grazing her eyes as the pain overwhelmed her. She closed her eyes, her heart racing at lightning speed, her mind awake with unanswered questions. Would Madam Sir understand her? KS wondered. Would Madam Sir consider her to be a traitor? KS gritted her teeth, standing with difficulty, her body bent forward clutching her knee. She limped dragging her wounded leg, each step feeling as if she were electrocuted.

Puspha Ji stood in front of her, obstructing KS's path, her hands flat against her chest. Her eyes glared at her, an unspoken pain glistening in them. KS gulped, her breath huffing as she bit down on the pain. She knew she had hurt her Puspha Ji yet, KS knew that it was important to handle Madam Sir first.

"Puspha Ji, move aside..." she roared, gritting her teeth.

Puspha Ji stood unfazed, rooted to the ground. "I won't go anywhere until you answer my questions."

KS sighed, smoothening her ruffled hair. "Puspha Ji, I know that you have many questions and I promise that I will answer them but now, I need to talk with Madam Sir..."

She said as she pushed Puspha Ji aside and walked away, grimacing in pain. As she walked away, Puspha Ji slumped, her hands touching her chest.

Why did you do this Karishma? She asked herself, biting through the tears. She knew that KS was in pain but, her motherly instincts were overruled by her duty. She sniffled, inhaling her tears as she walked outside. Puspha Ji vowed to herself that she would get her answers.

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In her cabin, Haseena stood bent near the window, her eyes glazed on the streets outside. She sighed, rubbing her palms together, the events of the day resting heavily on her mind. She trailed down to the past, the memories unfurling in her mind.

She recalled how KS had evaded Haseena's direct questions of Shivani and the Chingari gang. Haseena had suspected that KS was involved with Shivani yet, deep down she never wanted to believe it. But today, Haseena witnessed the truth firsthand as she saw KS adorned with the red saree; the trademark of the Chingari gang. Haseena stood straight, lightly punching the wall. Could KS really compromise her duty? Haseena wondered, the pain of betrayal hitting her hard.

She straightened as KS limped into her cabin, wiping the trail of tears. KS stood in front of her, her pained eyes staring deep into Haseena.

"Madam Sir, it's not what you think...." She began, her voice quivering. "It is true that I joined the Chingari gang but it is only because I wanted to destroy them, to burn their organization to the ground. I...I wanted to inform you Madam Sir but I never found the right opportunity. I felt that if you knew...you would stop me and..."