MAHARANI - THE QUEEN OF REVENGE
Chapter I - The Regime
Location I :The office of Federal Intelligence Service of Germany, commonly known as Bundesnachrichtendienst or BND.
One man in his regular office attire seating in his seat. Suddenly he hears a knock on the door.
Man: "Wer ist es?" (Who is it?)
An unknown voice answers: "Boris hier Sir." (Boris here, Sir.)
M: "Herein." (Come in.)
Boris enters the room with a file. A mid 30 guy with a similar attire of his Sir and tall enough to prove a European gene running in his body.
Boris: "Sir, hier ist die Datei, die Sie gesucht haben." (Sir, here is the file you were looking for.)
Sir: "Ah! Das File. Danke Boris. Ich brauchte es sehr viel." (Ah! The file. I did need this file very much. Thank you Boris.)
B: " Alles andere Sir?" (Anything else Sir?)
S: "Nein das wird alles sein." (No that will be all.)
Boris leaves the room. The man lights a cigar and leaves a mouthful of smoke. Then he sits straight, take the file in his hand, opens it while again reclining. The file label shows a name 'Gregory Orlov'. He goes through the file and suddenly he remembers something. He quickly takes his phone and calls his P.A.
"Martha, verbinden mich MI6." (Martha, connect me to MI6.)
Location II: English Secret Service - MI6, London.
"...yes, that's right...no no we went through the file...look sir, we are fully aware of the circumstances...fine enough, let me talk about this to our PM...sure thing...thank you." and he hangs the phone. The head of MI6 is really looking worried. He again takes his phone, "Roger, I need the report of our stations in Pakistan and Bangladesh regarding India...as soon as possible."
Then he gets up from his chair and goes out of his cabin. He gets out of the building and gets into his car. "Minister's office", he instructs his driver.
Location III: Lakshadweep, India
A man standing in half sleeves and half shirt at the Kavaratti beach. The sun is at its prime, so the man wears his sunglasses and a beach hat. After a while he sees a seaplane coming towards the beach. Slowly the plane lands on sea and floats towards the beach. The man with quick steps goes closer to the plane.
Another person comes out of the plane. He looks like a tourist with his backpack and his casual dress. The man with his complexion can be rendered as an European or American. He smiles at the man on the beach.
Man: "Hey Srini, how are you?"
2nd man comes more closer to him and smiles, "Don't ask that question, Mark."
Mark somewhat felt little bit embarrassed, "Oh...I'm sorry Srini, I never meant to hurt you."
S: "You never did so. Come. By the way the sun is really working on your skin.", he smiles.
M: "Ah, natural tan! I miss this in my country, England."
S:"...and I miss my country India. A country dreamed by some great people...", Srini sighed.
M:" Like Gandhi? Or Subhas Bose?"
Srini smiled due to the European pronunciation of those two great leaders name, "Quite right. Anyways, I think you know the purpose of your visit here."
M: "That I know, but I'm surprised by landing here, where we can easily meet up in Mumbai."
S: "Nope, not possible. Orlov will not allow a foreigner in his yard. He knows the whatever he did with his media, can't go outside."
M: "But people in our country knows many thing..."
S:"...many thing...not the whole thing. That's the problem. Let's go, we have many works to do."
And they slowly walks out of the beach.
Continued in next chapter.