Part 1
Mumbai
ETF Headquarters
"What the hell is this Rathore?"
"There is no need for you to shout, Raute. I am the ETF chief and I know what I am doing."
"But you shouldn't have done this, do you get that?"
Shree and Chottu flinched on hearing the commotion inside the cabin of the ETF chief. ETF chief, Sameer Rathore and ETF second-in-command, ACP Arjun Suryakanth Raute, was the one attracting all the attention. On hearing their solemn and strict senior officers losing their temper, quiet a good number of people had gathered around the cabin.
Shree tried to calm down his racing heart and turned to the fellow employees. "There is nothing of interest over here. Please get back to your works immediately."
They continued to gather around, finding the argument more interesting than their works. Chottu stepped forward, on a nod from Shree. The crowd slowly began to disperse, having experienced the ETF commando's anger atleast once, in the past 3 months.
Aisha and Liza slowly stepped up the Shree and Chottu. Aisha spoke up,
"Don't you think you guys should step in?"
"Things can go out of control, right Specky?", piped in Liza.
Shree for once forgot to scowl at Liza. Shaking his head solemnly he moved forward.
Suddenly the cabin door opened wide, and coming out like a storm was Arjun Raute itself.
He spoke up, in a voice that said that he won't be challenged. I am coming to the deserts tomorrow. I WILL attend, the Sufi dances. I will be there when Sikander's right hand will be caught. Samjhe ya samjhaun?"
He stormed out of the office, leaving behind 5 shocked faces.
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The Next Day
Somewhere far away.
"You are looking beautiful, beta"
"Thank you, aunty"
She sat in front of the computer, surfing aimlessly through the net. She had been performing for the past 3 months. But till today, she could still feel the tension rising withing her.
She sat there and talked to herself.
"Who would have thought that I would sit in front of a computer all the time? That was not my hobby. It was the tech expert's. Shreekanth Sen's hobby."
She turned around to look at the three guards around her. " Chottu would be enough to handle all three of them. He would have been perfect for my protection.
An old lady swept be, giving last minute instructions. "Sameer Rathore was a much better guide."
As the Sufi love ballad began to flow in, she got up slowly. She began walking, reveling in the sound of her Ghungroo. Before she began to flow into the stage, she muttered,
"These love ballads anre nothing. In front of Arjun Suryakanth Raute"
And with that she sept into the stage, the sound of her ghungroo mixing with soul touching music.
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