MADDAM SIR :TRANSFORMATION

chapter 11:Karishma Ki Dard

(A/N: Hey everyone! 😎

Thank you for joining me for Chapter 11!

I appreciate your ongoing support of the story, and if you find any errors, I apologize in advance. This chapter is a little bit emotional  Just so you know, I will not be posting another chapter today)

Let's get started...

Her voice barely above a whisper, Santosh said, "Madam Sir... woh..." 

The room was thick with apprehension, each person grappling with their emotions as they tried to find the right words. Karishma, her face streaked with tears, looked at them with hope and dread. 

 Shivani stepped closer, her voice choked with emotion. "Karishma, Haseena..."

"Madam Sir kya? Kahi nahi mil rahi kya?"Karishma's voice trembled as she interrupted. 

Santosh took a deep breath, her face etched with pain. "Madam Sir... vo... vo abhi yaha nahi hain."

 Karishma's eyes widened in shock. "Nahi ha kya matlab ! Yeh tum kya keh rahi hain? Madam Sir ko kya hua?" 

 Santosh tears in her eyes said"Madam sir..vo

 Karishma "Amma santu agabi kuch bolo muja batvo ki vo kaha ha " 

 Pushpa ji"beta madam sir....vo hum sab ko chod ka gai... 

 karishma "kya vo hum sabko chod ka kaha gayi....saf saf boliya Amma ap

 Shivani "ya hi ki haseena malik ab nahi rahi...vo margai us blast ma" 

Karishma Singh was already in a heartbreaking stage due to the loss of her child but it felt like someone had stabbed her heart again with a sharp knife tears were already there in her eyes but now they were falling drop by drop to her cheeks as her heart now had broken into zillions of pieces from millions.

 Karishma stared blankly, her breath coming in ragged gasps. "Nahi, yeh nahi ho sakta... Madam Sir... vo to..."

 Karishma's entire world seemed to collapse at that moment. She fell back against the pillow, her body shaking with sobs, her cries echoing through the room.

 Karishma between sobs"Nahi, nahi, yeh mere saath nahi ho sakta... Madam Sir aur mere bacha... dono ko maine kho diya... mujhe yeh sab nahi chahiye tha..." 

Karishma's voice trembled with disbelief. "Yeh sach nahi ho sakta... Hum koi sapna dekh rahe hain... Haan, kuch to bolo aap log."

Chandramukhi, her face lined with the weight of truth, stepped closer. "Yeh sach hai, Karishma. Yeh koi sapna nahi hai. Yeh akikat hai."

Karishma shook her head vigorously, her eyes pleading. "Nahi, main nahi maanti... Vo... vo yahi hai. Aap log jhoot bol rahe ho."

Pushpa Ji, her voice cracking with raw emotion, took a step forward. "Karishma, hum sab tumse jhoot nahi bol rahe hain. Yeh, sach hai beta. Yeh sach hai..."

Tears streamed down Karishma's face as she clutched the edge of her bed. "Mujhe nahi pata... par aap log jhoot bol rahe ho. Vo yahi hai..."

Shivani, her voice barely above a whisper, struggled to maintain her composure. "Kahan kahan hai vo... yeh yahan nahi hai... vo ab zinda nahi hai... Marchuki hai vo..."