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KAREENA'S LIVES AT THE MOMENT

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Haseena reached an 8 Kanal luxurious Villa, left side wall of the golden main gates has a white circular nameplate with golden vine-like borders on which 'Malik Villa' was written in beautiful calligraphy. The main gate was fixed in the center of two pillars on top of which golden lamps were lit. Villa was in circular shape with four security check posts on top of four corners of 20 feet high four walls. In each, four security guards were standing with guns facing four sides. Security Incharge saw her reaching the villa through CCTV cameras which were covering all sides of the villa and opened the automatic gates which slid inside the pillars. She entered inside the villa taking her car via road which was leading to the main entrance of the central building through green lawns on both sides.

Her manager Mr. Hassan Shah, came out of the main entrance before her applying brakes. He opened the car door for her, "Welcome back madam to your Malik Villa!!" He greeted her with a smile while she was taking in the sight of strong, well architectured white walls of a square-centered building. Mr. Shah was worried for her as he could see her expressions and closed eyes which were indicating that she is exerting her mind to remember something more than just a connection she was feeling. However not getting anything she jerked her head in frustration. "Mam, please Relax yourself....please come I will give you the house tour and will introduce you to your house staff," Manager insisted to which she chuckled sarcastically, "that's the irony of my life.....I need someone to introduce me to my own things....anyways, Let's go!!"

Haseena and her manager stepped into the main entrance, on its right side is a white semi-circle counter with golden borders on which 'Reception' was fixed with golden letters in beautiful calligraphy in the center. Behind the counter, the wall was of golden shimmery glass work while the rest of the walls of the area were white. Above the counter was hanging a beautiful chandelier from the ceiling, below which a lady was dressed in plain white Saree with golden borders on which her name badge was pinned Pallavi , hair neatly tied in a bun and a simple watch on her wrist. On the right side, an L-shaped white-colored sofa set with a square glass table with a wooden log beneath it was placed. Pallavi picked up a beautiful white jasmine bouquet from the counter and presented it to her, "Welcome Haseena mam! Welcome home!" Haseena took it and gave a light smile to her. She gestured through her hand towards the huge-sized white and golden colored closed wooden door, upon its right side, a black-colored security device was fixed. Reception punched a pin code, opening the door, and told her "Madam, this door can be closed from inside and outside both, right now its code is 4444 but you can change it anytime and it is completely up to you with whom you want to share it."

Mr. Shah leads her further inside, the base flooring of the whole villa had been done with white marble. On their right side, a golden circular linked chain design was made on the marble from which a white spiral staircase with a golden fence was rising to the first floor. Moving ahead, they reached the main sitting area, whose farthest end had two lobbies directing towards both sides, left wall had a huge canvas painting with golden flowers on the brown tree, left wall had a large 56 inch Smart LED TV, white-colored sofa set with golden random patterns was placed at a suitable distance while the wall facing Haseena had a large photo frame of 15-year-old Haseena with her father and mother. As she was scanning the whole living room, she focused on each and every corner but remembered nothing except that her restlessness had increased more. Her wet eyes fell on the photo frame and she moved towards it reflexively, standing in front of it she was staring at it blankly for the past ten minutes while tears were streaming endlessly from her eyes.

Upon her manager's call, she moved ahead. Gesturing towards the Left side he had indicated, "Left lobby is leading to Kitchen, dining area and laundry" She turned her head towards the left side to see a long pathway decorated with large flower vases at specific intervals on both sides. He led her to the right side lobby which is decorated in the same way but on one side. The left side wall is of sliding glass wall which had white and golden themed curtains. He pushed the button twice and both curtains and glass wall opened leading to a large rectangular swimming pool. The ceiling of the poolside area can be opened as per wish, while all sides of the pool had seating arrangements. Leaving the poolside they moved to the Right side of the lobby which had different doors of a Master bedroom and three other rooms along with one large theatre room with a large projecting 100-inch cinema screen. "Mam, Shall we move to the first floor!!" He asked. "Of course but before that call off my meeting with CEO." She responded keeping her breathing intact in spite of the increased restlessness and sweating she had been feeling because of her continuous exertion on her mind to remember something.

Climbing the staircases, they reached to the first floor which had a centered living room surrounded by 7 bedrooms. The living room had a seating arrangement with a white sofa set of the same theme as placed on the ground floor with a center table. Wall at their left side had one white and golden wooden door in the center while the wall at her right, ahead and behind had two white and golden wooden doors. Indicating towards left one he added, "Mam that is your room." She nodded and stepped towards her room when her eyes fell on numerous nails fixed in the wall on both sides of her room's door at variable heights and distances. 

"Where are the photo frames that were hanging there?" She roared at the top of her voice getting red in anger. "Which....which frames....there were no frames there." he tried to lie stealing his eyes. "Do you think I am a fool? I am sure those frames must have pictures of my friends and family that's why you had removed them, Isn't it?" she shouted once again and her breathing started getting abnormal. "Mam, Please!! Hold yourself....let me call doctor!!" He panicked seeing her deteriorating health. "I said how you dare remove those frames without my permission?" without caring about her health she was getting angrier and angrier. "I am sorry but I had given my word to your mother that I will never let anything from your past life to affect adversely to your mind," he tried his best to make her understand putting his hand on her shoulders attempting to relax her but it increased her anger and she pushed him away with all her might, "Who are you to take the decision of my life? You are not my father, not my guardian, you are no one.....and Ammi's words.....had she ever cared about my happiness......no, never......you have any idea how much I am yearning for my memories....." She started shrieking and weeping along with sweating and hitched breaths. Before he could handle her, she just ran from there reddened in anger, straight to her car, and drove out of the Malik villa, completely ignoring he pleads to stop. "What if something happened to her? How will I show my face to her mother?" he mumbled to himself with creased forehead, teary eyes and tried calling her again and again walking to and fro at the reception of Malik Villa, "Pick up the call.....please Haseena beta.....pick it up.....Damn it!!" he shouted hitting his fist at the counter frustrated. Suddenly something struck him, "Yes, GPS tracker!!! Thank God I had fitted GPS in all cars.......Haseena is too stubborn." He said to himself and at once opened the application in his smartphone to track her, "What? Switch off!!!.....ya how can I forget she is S.H.O Haseena Malik.....no one can reach her against her wish....Haseena beta!! Why are you doing this...........i can't wait for her like this......her health is not right.....I need to do something." With that, he too drove out of Malik Villa.

Another side, at Karishma Singh's home, the weather is completely changed from what Pushpa ji is used to see in her house. Plugging ear pods in her ears, Karishma is listening and humming to the music, holding the wooden spatula in her hand, cooking her everyone's favorite dishes with a wide smile, and swaying to the music beats softly. Utterly shocked Pushpa ji was once peeping in the Kitchen to her completely transformed behavior and then towards her son who was calmly sitting on the sofa in the lounge enjoying his mother's shocked expressions. Walking towards him, she asked, "Lalla!! What happened to her? I had never seen her like this, smiling freely, listening to the music, dancing and enjoying herself......What....how.....i mean?" "Relax Amma......you have been asking for 'Doodh Jalebi' for a long time and your daughter-in-law was not letting you because of your health, right?" he asked to which she nodded in response. "Karishma, where is tea?" he called her wife in the kitchen "coming Shorya!!" she responded from inside. "Just wait...." he whispered her mother making her sit beside him.

A couple of minutes later, Karishma came from the Kitchen pushing the trolley while Pushpa ji looked once at the trolley then at Karishma who was giving her a wide smile. Karishma sat beside Pushpa ji gave her a tight hug, "Amma!! If you would not have come in front of me ten years ago that night.....then I would not be alive today.....I was going to take my life and you had not only saved me but also supported me in everything in spite of the fact that I had never shared the reason behind my condition with you. Not only this you had made me meet your psychologist son, get me treated, and chose me as his wife.....knowing that perhaps I will never give him any right to being my husband.....I had never seen a great woman like you.....I will not thank you for this because it will be an insult to your pious motherhood.....today, I want to salute you...." She stood and saluted her from the heart with a wide ear-to-ear smile while Pushpa ji was in happy tears. She stood up kissed her forehead and took her in a bone-crushing hug for few minutes. Coming out of hug holding her hand, she added, "I don't know who had done this miracle of gifting me my Karishma's smile and happiness but whoever he is may God grant him his every wish.....I can't tell you how much happy I am today....You became my daughter the very first day when I save you but I was never able to bring a genuine smile to your face and today for the first time I am seeing a genuine smile which is reaching to your eyes.....I am so happy." Karishma nodded and gestured, "Then on this happy occasion, I had made 'Doodh Jalebi' for both of you with my own hands..." she dragged her to the sofa and served them both. "Wow, such an amazing gift for Amma, and what about me madam...." Shorya whispered in her ear while eating. "What about you......I am giving you myself.....isn't enough?" she whispered back, "Ohooo!!!..... i think I should start searching for some good family investment policies.....what's say?" he winked at her who hit him elbow and smiled blushing profusely and ran away to the kitchen saying, "I'll be back!!!" while Pushpa ji and Shorya shared a peaceful smile.

"I remember her condition from that dreadful night ten years ago, she was hell-bent in giving her life by again and again running in the center of the high way....with great difficulty I had brought her at home.....It was the first time she stepped into this house......Thank God you are a psychologist and helped her with her trauma." Pushpa ji added remembering the past. "You are right Amma, initially it was very difficult to get her to open up, and even her condition was too bad, her guilt-ridden self, her confidence shattered, her nightmares, panic attacks, long crying sessions, her silence, and zero social interaction and on top of that she had dropped her degree because of the phobia of academic institutions she had developed. We were successful in improving her condition, as she no longer blames herself for whatever happened, she had regained enough confidence that today she is a Police Officer, she no longer got frequent nightmares and panic attacks unless triggered but regardless of long ten years efforts, we failed to make her smile, she closed herself in her own shell where no other person was allowed, I could not eliminate her phobia of attending academic institutions because of which she had completed her graduation by giving private exams. Fortunately, she had decided to join the Police force otherwise her loneliness could worsen her traumas......" Shorya replied to her mother recalling how much his wife's trauma's had been healed in the last ten years. "But what I am unable to understand is that how come overnight she had been healed completely, this happiness, smiles, talking sweetly with her team and everything?" Pushpa ji asked her son utterly confused. "Amma, I cannot share the details with you because it is completely Karishma's right to tell you everything or not however I can tell you one thing that she had gotten her life back, she had got for what she had been yearning in all those years. Just let her enjoy it.....let her be happy and do not question her, tell her juniors too that don't give her weird looks....." Pushpa ji nodded to his advice and they resumed their eating session with peaceful smiles.

At night, Hassan Shah, entered the woman Police Station Lukhnow, extremely worried. He saw cheetah at night duty and pleaded with him, "Sir, I want to meet your S.I. urgently....please Sir..." "But she went her home and moreover I can't let anyone meet her like this....who are you and what do you want? If you want to file any complaint then tell me...." Cheetah replied making him understand. "Look, my name is Mr. Hassan Shah- manager of Malik groups. I cannot tell you anything except that it's about your S.H.O Haseena Malik....please sir, give me her number," Hassan pleaded. Sensing a tension in his voice, he had connected him with Karishma through his mobile. 

So how was it? 

Can Karishma still handle Haseena's anger or she will have to face the consequences of  attempting to calm it?

Will Haseena accept Karishma as her friend after that or she had to try more? 

Do vote and comment below

Stay tuned to witness Karishma's efforts to do friendship with Haseena.....

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