Snippets of Madam Sirr (S1)

Chapter 3

"Madam Sir.....woh mere liye bahut maayne rakhti hai aur agar tumne usse kuch bhi nuksan pahunchaya... main waada karta hoon ki main bhool jaaunga ki tum mere bhai ho. Main kasam khata hoon."

KS was shaking in anger, her breath huffing in and out.

Anubhav rushed and embraced his sister knowing very well the love KS had for Haseena.

Haseena heard everything through the open window. Her heart swelled with pride and love for KS that no words could capture.

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The two families got together and the fixed the date for the engagement. It was to be held in a week. There was a lot to complete and everyone was rushing to get everything covered.

Haseena completed all of her shopping even before her mother asked her to with Anubhav. They had picked out their wedding outfits and rings.

On the day of Haseena's mehendi ceremony, the MPT team had organized a small party for Haseena.

Haseena was dressed in a flourishing pink lehenga, her hands adorned with intricate designs of mehendi which circled the letter A. haseena was over the moon. She had everything she ever wanted. As the festivities winded, haseena and KS stood outside, under the canopy of the stars.

"Madam Sir...." KS started. "Main aapke liye bahut khush hoon."

"Thank you KS."

"Main hamesha is din ka intezaar karti rahi hoon..."

Haseena interrupted her. "Kyun? Taaki tum dance kar sako?"

They laughed knowing fully that KS and dancing didn't mix.

"Haan bilkul. Main koshish karungi, lekin... sach mein, Madam Sir, main chahti thi ki aapko dulhan ke roop mein dekhun. Main chahti thi ki aap khush rahein."

Haseena was getting emotional. She wanted to pat KS's cheek but she had her hands covered in ink.

KS sighed as if wishing to say more than what she intended to. She looked at Haseena, her eyes glinting in the dark.

"Madam Sir, mujhe bahut khushi hai ki aap meri zindagi mein aayi. Sacchi, aap jaise dost ka hona ek samman hai.I love you madam sir."

"I love you too KS." The pair hugged. "Aur ab yeh madam sir band karo." Haseena said.

"Haan, Babhi."

The pair laughed and embraced again, letting the silence of the night wash over them.

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A day before the engagement KS and Pushpa Ji stayed over at Haseena's house to help with the function. As the hour chipped away, Haseena experienced a strange sensation in her stomach. She felt uneasy. She felt as if she wasn't ready for this. She confided in KS and she laughed.

"Madam Sir, aapko chinta karne ki koi zarurat nahi hai; yeh sirf nerves hain."

"Zaroor? Haseena asked.

"Haan, zaroor. Main apne tajurba se keh raha hoon." KS said, arching her eyebrows.

Haseena laughed, her nervousness easing with KS.

Finally the dawn approached. It was time.

KS stood behind Haseena who was clad in a luxurious red and gold lehenga. Her hair was broken down and tied with a bunch of jasmine flowers. She had gold bangles up to elbows, each dangling with the slightest movement. Her earrings, a golden leaf extended to her shoulders, glistened beautifully in the light.

"Madam Sir, aap bahut khoobsurat lag rahi hain." KS said, placing her hand on her shoulder. There was a knock on the door. KS opened the door and SS entered, wearing a beautiful blue frock. She looked at Haseena and stared.

"Wah! Madam Sir, aap bahut khoobsurat lag rahi hain. Ek dam perfect!" she said pouting her mouth and lifting her hands in appreciation.

Haseena smiled and looked at herself. She felt her tensions ease away with each passing second. She was excited to begin a new chapter of her life. She knew that Anubhav loved her and she loved him back. Haseena only wished that her father was here to see her on her special day but she knew that he was there, always in her heart.

As she continued to stare at her reflection, her mind wandered along the halls of the past. She recalled how she had fallen in love with Anubhav, how he had made it seem so easy. He became her shoulder, her comfort and her home whenever she needed even when haseena herself didn't allow her a chance to rest. He taught Haseena that it was okay to lean on someone especially on tough times.

KS placed her hand on her shoulder again. It was time. Haseena got up and followed them outside. Together they left for the ceremonial hall.

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The hall was beautifully decorated with hanging garlands of jasmine flowers, streamers and balloons but the couple only had eyes for each other. As haseena entered, followed by her mother, Pushpa Ji, KS and SS, the time crawled to a halt. Anubhav stood, his heart racing, his eyes fixed on her and only her.

Haseena looked at Anubhav. He looked dashing in his red suit and headdress. She matched his gaze and looked at him, ignoring everyone else.

Haseena slowly climbed the stairs and sat down on the chairs leading to the podium, next to Anubhav. KS went and stood next to Anubhav and cleared her throat to get his attention. She lowered herself to whisper in his ear "Bhai, dekhna band karo. Tumhe baad mein waqt milega." Anubhav poked her in the arm, playfully. SS stood next to Haseena filling the role of her sister.

The couple exchanged rings amidst a shower of flowers rained upon them. They moved along and got their blessings from the elders; Haseena's mother and Pushpa Ji. KS rushed forward and hugged them both. She looked at haseena, her face brightly lit. She shouted, shaking in excitement "Babhi!"

The pair shared the stage for a dance and set the crowd on fire with an electrifying performance. All members of the MPT, including KS, to Haseena's extreme surprise danced, a welcoming tribute to the couple. Finally, it was time for the couple to leave.

Anubhav offered her his arm and Haseena gladly intertwined hers with his. They both smiled and nodded and stepped out of the small hall, their friends and family following close behind.

As haseena walked down, the engagement ring glistening in her hand, she knew that her life had changed. It had changed for the better. Haseena was at ease, her mind relaxing with her heart nestling in a forever home. She couldn't have asked for a better partner.

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