Dim light. Silence. Arjun Rawte sits at his desk, sharpening his gun. A storm is brewing outside. Perfect night for brooding… and then…
Sssskrrrr... Squeak...
Arjun freezes. His gaze sharpens like a sniper targeting prey.
Arjun (low growl):
"Yeh awaaz..."
Squeak... Scratch...
His eyes narrow. He stands, gun in hand.
Arjun (mutters coldly):
"Kaun hai?"
No response... just another scratch from the kitchen.
Arjun (grits teeth):
"Ghusa kaise... aur kyu? Pata lagana padega."
He moves stealthily, gun leading the way, but halts midway seeing the source.
A mouse. Standing proud. Staring him down.
Arjun (deadpan):
"Toh tu hai... 'Dushman'."
***
Mouse scurries. Arjun’s jaw clenches. He looks at his gun... thinks... sighs.
Arjun (muttering):
"Iske liye toh AK bhi le aata... chhod... asli weapon dhoondhta hoon."
He grabs the broom instead. Battle mode on.
Arjun (taunting):
"Bahut galat insaan ko chuna tune... Arjun Suryakant Rawte."
The mouse darts. Arjun swings the broom. Misses.
Arjun (to himself):
"Chalak hai... training li hai lagta hai kisi se."
***
Doorbell rings. Riya enters, confused seeing Arjun in stalking mode.
Riya:
"Sir? Kya kar rahe ho?"
Arjun (stern):
"Ek naya dushman hai... ghar ke andar."
Riya (serious):
"Terrorist?"
Arjun (deadpan):
"Chuha."
Riya’s eyes widen. A beat of silence. Then... she bursts out laughing.
Riya:
"Sir... chuha?! Aap... aur yeh jhadu?"
Arjun (cold stare):
"Haso mat. Yeh koi aam chuha nahi hai... kaafi tez hai. Dekh lo, mission mode mein hoon."
Riya (teasing):
"Sir... iske liye ETF bula rahe ho kya?"
***
Just then, Shree calls.
Shree:
"Sir, sab theek? Mujhe laga aaj chhutti hai."
Arjun:
"Aaj tere talent ki zarurat hai... mere ghar pe. Mission hai."
Shree:
"Case?"
Arjun:
"Chuha."
Shree freezes... and then grins.
Shree:
"Aaya, sir... bas Chotu ko leke aa raha hoon."
***
Minutes later, Shree and Chotu barge in with makeshift gear—gloves, torch, and a bucket.
Chotu (grinning):
"Sir... poora commando lag rahe ho jhadu ke saath."
Arjun:
"Mazaak band. Yeh operation hai. Target is precise, unpredictable... aur fast."
Riya (giggles):
"Sir ne bola, yeh koi aam chuha nahi... trained lagta hai."
Shree (mock serious):
"Kahin yeh Don ka hi agent toh nahi?"
Arjun (cold):
"Mujhe uska backstory nahi chahiye... mujhe uska end chahiye."
***
Shree sets cheese as bait. Chotu guards the exit. Riya climbs the sofa. Arjun is ready with the broom.
Shree (radio-style):
"Sir... target moving. North-east corner. Repeat... north-east corner."
Mouse darts. Arjun swings. Misses. Chotu tries to grab. Misses. Riya screams.
Riya:
"Sir woh... sofa ke neeche! Nikal raha hai!"
Arjun (clenched teeth):
"Yeh mazak bana diya hai isne poore mission ka!"
Chotu (laughing):
"Sir, yeh toh humse zyada trained lag raha hai... ETF ka hi agent hai kya?"
Arjun:
"Mere ghar mein koi bhi ghuse... bacha nahi... iski bhi kahani aaj yahi khatam hogi."
***
Shree throws a towel. The mouse freezes. Chotu lunges. Misses.
Finally, Arjun eyes the mouse... takes a calculated aim... and... SLAMS the bucket down. Silence.
Shree (whispers):
"Ho gaya?"
Riya:
"Pakad liya?"
Arjun lifts the bucket slightly... the mouse is inside... frozen.
Arjun (smirking slightly):
"Mission accomplished."
Shree, Chotu, and Riya clap half-sarcastically, half-impressed.
***
Morning. ETF HQ.
Rathore (eyeing team):
"Tum log raat bhar kaha the? Report nahi aayi."
Arjun (dead serious):
"Ek zaruri mission tha... ghar ka security breach."
Rathore:
"Kaun ghusa?"
Riya (barely controlling laughter):
"Chuha, sir."
Rathore’s jaw drops. He glares at Arjun.
Rathore:
"Rawte... chuha?!"
Arjun (cold):
"Haan... aur uski chalaki dekh kar... main kehta hoon... humse bhi tez tha."
Shree whispers to Chotu:
"Sirko promotion ke saath 'Chuha Mara' medal bhi milna chahiye."
They both burst out laughing.
***
"Duniya ka har dushman size mein bada nahi hota... Kabhi kabhi... sabse chhota dushman... sabse bada sar dard ban jata hai. Jo chhote hote hain... unhe lightly lena... galti hoti hai."
Case Closed.
~THE END~
Okay, so here’s the deal. I know this sounds a little weird, but I had a mouse invade my home once again (yes, the little critter returned). And instead of just freaking out about it like I usually do, I thought, why not turn this into something a bit more... epic?
I mean, let’s be honest—dealing with a mouse isn’t exactly the most thrilling experience. But, being the drama lover that I am (thanks, Arjun!), I couldn’t help but imagine myself in the middle of some intense, high-stakes battle. Arjun’s out there taking down terrorists, and I’m here fighting a mouse. Same level of intensity, right?
So, I thought, Why not make this hilarious and see it as my very own action-packed showdown? Picture it: me, broom in hand, stealthily tracking my tiny enemy, who’s clearly had some serious training in evasion. It was like Mission Impossible, but with more squeaking and running.
And that’s how this story came to life. I wanted to turn this annoying, frustrating moment into something funny and share it with you all. Because, really, if we can’t laugh at the chaos of life (even when it’s caused by a mouse), what’s the point?
Hope you enjoy this little adventure of mine as much as I did creating it!
Love,
Saraf
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