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• Fathima •
Finally the day has come,the dream of my life has come true. I am going to be a professional detective in one of the best detective institutions. Detective department of UK.
Detective? And a Muslim girl of a Desi country? You gotta kidding me.
Those tantrums were hitting my ears before I stepped into the soil of London. Yet they didn't make my heart ache this time,rather it sprouted some seeds of pride,not takabbur obviously.
But I miss my own land,my homeland. India. Never did I think I will be missing that earthy smell too much,those exhausting crowds; stingy,dusty air, and most importantly my mother,with whom I am not that attached but her presence means something to me, significant.
Never mind.We have to lose something for gaining something.
London is wowing place, it's weather— soothing, unlike India,neither too evaporated or densed nor too light or hot. The vintageness of this country touches the heartstrings of many. Which satisfies my heart is I have got no troubles here,no dominating. Just free like the birds of this bluish sky.
Haven't I dreamt of a country like this?
Yes,but never knowing how my heart would hurt to leave the soil of my birth.
I along with Shahid will be shifted in our new house this afternoon.It is little hard for my brother to come London accompanying me, leaving my mom alone in India. He has been Mama's boy always. Moreover his handicapness hurdled a lot when we were coming through airport. Shahid lost his right hand in an accident.
The cheif of Detective Department of UK (DDUK) has called me to inform that today, He is giving me a case.He is my uncle's friend.Wow! I am getting a case in the first day. Alhamdullillah!
So I told my uncle who lives here to take my brother Shahid in the new house at the road -7/6 in 2 meters north to the London Bridge.
The sun rays are touching my skin like bubbles.They are warm and comfortable like in this sweet winter morning.After walking few steps I take a cab.
I reach to the Gigantic Building of DDUK .I can't even look at the edge! It's the building I am going to work.My dream land.I take my steps towards the slide glassed dashing building.
"Hello,Where can I find Mr.Gateson?"
I ask a man standing in a desk in the huge office.(so pitty that I can't give salam to them)
"Mr Gateson is in his office.Who are you,miss?"
"Actually I am a new joiner in the DDUK .Mr.Gateson told me that he wants to give me a new case."
He doesn't seem to answer back. How rude!
Nevermind.I see a template hanging afar and go ahead the office of Mr.Gateson.
"May I come in?"
I say knocking the door.
"Yes,you may," he says without turning at me.
"Oh Miss Rahman, right?" Just after his glance catches mine,he shouts with rejoice standing up from his chair.
"Yeah,sir.I guess uncle Ben has told you about me."
"Of course he has.Today I am giving you a new case.As you are a new joiner,I am giving you a normal heart-attack case."
"No,sir. Don't underestimate me for a new joiner.I will surely do my best.You can give me any case",
I have a speedy tone when I am overconfident.Yes,I am very self-confident,most often it can be replaced with 'over'.
He gives me a file and says,
"I am not being easy with you but admiring you.Start your inquiry and take the car number 4-NJ.You have to take a crew who will bring the dead body into the Forensic Lab.It's near the London Bridge.The address is in here.Best of luck!"
"Sure,sir.I won't disappoint you,"
I nod my head as if I have understood much than I should.
"Ummh...Now go!"
When I just start to going back from the office,I see a man (wearing black coat and a hat, looking like a detective but more a gentleman)entering.
I opened the door first and let him enter first.But just acting as a gentleman or being a pervert he doesn't enter and starts staring me with weird brown eyes which makes me super annoyed.
"Can't you just enter the room first?"
I say to him joining my teeth firmly.
"Oh,Sure.I....I-I mean sorry.You can go first."
Before I can say something Mr .Gateson calls the man,
"Hey,Fahad ! My boi ! Come here!"
Then I look at him with narrow eyes.
"Miss Rahman,You too!"
Mr Gateson calls.
"Yes,sir?"
I and he say together unintentionally.We look at each other and then roll our eyes at Mr.Gateson.
Wait,Why am I saying 'We'? No it's I and He! I don't even know him.
Mr.Gateson says with his sharp tone,
"Miss Rahman and Mr.Fahad....
You will handle the case together!
You are partners!"
Hearing this,Three words came into my mind,WHAT ? WHY? HOW?
"Sir,Why?I mean... I can handle it on my own.I don't need any partner,"
I say with a loud tone I guess.
"I have no problem,"
he says with a smirk in his curled lips.
I give him the angriest look I could afford.
"So....I can remove your name from the case Miss Rahman,You think I should?"
Mr.Gateson says while uping his one eyebrow.
"You don't have to do so,sir.I have understood .I am okay with anyone,"
I say in a much lower tone than before. Blackmailer! Will it be right to get indulge in a case with a na-mehram? Ya Allah.Help me. What can I do now?
"Good! I knew you are intelligent! The big thing is you two are Muslims .I hope you will be much better with each other."
he says with a smirk.
Muslim?What kind of Muslim?You didn't even gave a salam.Where is your religious modesty? My heart asks him without uttering.
"Of course,sir.We will!"
the man says giving a smirk back to Mr.Gateson.
I again give him a more angrier look.
"Won't we? Miss Rahman?"
he says to me while staring at Mr.Gateson with one eye.
Youuuu are really a ! You even call my name!!!!
I control my nerves as Mr.Gateson is watching us.
"Yes,y-yes.Of course",
I say pointing my eyes half on him and half on Mr.Gateson while forcing a smile on my face.
But now my mind thinks about the case.I haven't yet read about it.But I will soon. I can feel the excitement and enthusiasm running through my veins haphazardly. A case! An Investigation! Such a dream!
•Fahad•
I am going to be a professional detective today,as expected.
Like I have always wanted. As a 5 year old,I made friendship with magnifying glass instead of toy cars. It is not insufficient times,I have peeked in the neighborhood wondering the fat aunty is a killer though she wasn't. It was all in my mind. A detective mind.
I dress up myself wearing a black coat and a hat trying to be a gentleman.It's not that I have never dressed like this, casuality is my personality.
I go to the DDUK after taking my latte
in a coffee shop.I head to the office of the cheif officer of DDUK.As soon as,I reached the office of Mr Gateson,I see a girl according to my sixth sense 20 years old, opening the door first.She is well adorned with a nice burkha of purple colour with a matching lavender hijab.She is definitely a Muslimah and undoubtedly she is beautiful enough.
I stare at her without knowing what is happening.Stop gawking unless your cheeks will be adorned with the swish trace of her heels.
That is so silly of me.
"Can't you just enter the room first?" she says with a angry glare.
"Oh,Sure.I....I-I mean sorry.You can go first."
I somehow manage to handle the situation.
•••
She looks aggressive and always talks giving repartee.Allah knows how she manage to walk with the red chili at the bridge of her nose.
Inspite of her insist,Mr Gateson offer us the case to solve together.
Oh! Why am I being so happy to work with her? Seeing her first time,I feel something strange.
What problem have I made that she doesn't want to accept me as partner in a case?
Maybe she is ignoring me because I am a na-mehram?
Or,she has phobia of men?
Or I am annoying?
Oh shut up Fahad! Why are talking nonsense! She is looking you as if she is going crunch your head.Act polite!
But now I have to focus on the case that Mr Gateson told me about over phone. He said it's a normal heart-attack case but I have to ensure it.
I smell something wrong. A normal heart-attack case should not be handled by Detectives though.
Whatever.It's our first case!
The first is always special, exciting, unforgettable.
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Assalamualaikum readers!
Did you like the 1st chapter?
In Fahad's POV I didn't put the conversation again because I think it will annoy you .
I shall try to update ASAP 😉
Allah Hafiz to all Muslim friends and Goodbye to others.
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