Snippets of Madam Sirr (S1)

Chapter 32

Drunken Haseena – on Holi Day

Haseena sat next to KS, babbling constantly as KS fumed next to her, stepping on the accelerator. In her drunken state, Haseena lost her stoic SHO demeanor and acted as a kid much to KS's surprise.

As she was driving, KS wondered whether to drop Haseena at her home. She decided against it, fearing the lashing out of Ammi. She floored the accelerator, driving with no destination in mind as Haseena continued to disturb her. Despite KS's stern expressions, a smile broke through her face as she Haseena, their SHO pouting while trying to gain her attention. KS decided that she liked drunken Haseena better than her jaazbaat SHO.

Suddenly, Haseena screamed causing KS to pump the brakes as both were thrown violently forward. KS glared at her, her eyebrows raised questioningly. Haseena's confidence waned as she saw KS's anger yet she stood her ground, pointing to a shop outside.

"Ice-cream!" she yelled.

KS forced in her smile as she shook her head when Haseena demanded for ice-cream, screaming like a kid. Paying her no heed, she ignited the vehicle when Haseena's sharp voice cut through the silence.

"That's an order KS!"

She glanced at her, her mind working overtime to figure out whether Haseena was actually drunk or not. She sighed reluctantly, agreeing to have ice-cream as she got down from the jeep and crossed the road with Haseena.

KS made Haseena sit on a wooden bench as she returned with two cups of chocolate ice-cream. Wasting no time, Haseena dug into her cup, smacking her lips with each mouthful. KS laughed silently, her eyes glazing at Haseena, watching her childish antics.

After a while, KS noticed Haseena silently staring at her. She gestured through her eyebrows questioningly, laughing as Haseena pointed to KS's ice-cream cup. A mischievous gleam twinkled in her eyes as KS silently recorded Haseena on her phone.

"Ks...you are not bhaukhal at all..." she said licking the spoon. "You have more emotions than anyone I've ever seen especially your brother...." She said trailing into the distance, her voice fading.

"If anyone is bhaukhal in your family, it should be your brother. He...he played with my emotions when I...I loved him with all my heart KS...." Haseena broke down, tears dripping down her cheeks.

KS suddenly stood up and sat next to her, wrapping her hand around her shoulder. She stayed silent, her hands offering her a warm reassurance.

"After mission Jeet, I tried to move on. It was difficult but I knew I had to....when I tried so hard to forget him, why does he want to involve in my life again....does he see me as a joke?"

KS winced in sympathy having no answers to Haseena's questions. She tightened her grip around Haseena comforting her the best she could.

Suddenly, Haseena stood up and glanced at the moon, her body swaying uncontrollably. She wrapped her hands around herself, the bitter cold slicing through her skin.

"Naiveté have I embraced in you,

When I only sought love.

A fool has life made me,

When I still stand unable to forget,

The first and last love,

You..."

KS had never been able to understand Haseena's jaazbaat or her poems yet as she stood with her under the dimming moonlight, her heart echoed Haseena's words. She glanced at Haseena, her eyes welling up as she saw tears fly faster than bullets. KS knew that Haseena had been hurt by her brother and that Haseena had kept her pain bottled up from everybody, even from herself. KS's admiration and pride towards Haseena increased as she realized her strength and courage as she led the MPT team everyday despite her personal challenges.