Scene 21 – CAT Girls And PDSC Join Forces

Unaware were the CAT gals that the front tyre had encountered a nail on the road, and layers of rubber have begun to peel off the tyres. And at that time we had PDSC cozily slouched in the Gold Class, having finished a sumptuous meal and drink as he watched Rang De Basanti.

As the Bridgestone tyres finally gave away completely, the tyre rims hit the road, showering sparks. The Tucson swayed wildly, making Sheetal realize something was amiss. Calvin bounced on Harini’s lap as she screamed in terror, and it was more enhanced by the sparks flying by her window. The ABS brake system worked well as Sheetal slammed the brakes in panic.

From a small distance, PDSC, on his way to figure out this Merlin character, stopped his jeep. He smiled as he saw the Tucson skid onto the pavement. “So safe to avoid the pavements when women are behind the steering wheel!!! Aiyooo Raama!!” he chuckled to himself, and sat watching what this was all about.

Inside the Tucson, Sheetal and Harini increased their intake of oxygen furiously. They glanced at each other nervously, slowly trying to get their composure back.

Sheetal: Jeez!!! Don’t they make better tyres in India?

Harini: Ya! Looks like the iron industry does better than the tyre industry.

Sheetal: What do we do now?

Harini: [picking up Calvin and Hobbes from the floor] I don’t know!!!!!

Sheetal: No, we need to think!!!!

Harini: Yeah, I think we should think.

Sheetal: Let’s see. Now… what would have Calvin done if here were in this situation?

Harini: hmmmmm…. Checked with Hobbes?

Sheetal: EXACTLY!!!! Lets call High Command, our Hobbes!! Hehehehee!!

Harini: FANTASTIC IDEA, LET’S DO IT!!!

Harini got back to the embedded secure two-way radio on her watch dial. Buzzed. After a few rings, Chets answers the call.

Chets: Frigging morons!!!!

Harini: WHAT? What did you say?????????

Chets: Oh, no no.. not you. Was cursing these sainik who was throwing stones in my direction.

Harini: Oh, ok!! High Command! Magnum specialist Harry calling! Over.

Chets: Oh yes, have you gotten any leads? Over

Harini: Oh, we just have got a flat!! Over

Chets: Duhh!!! Flat or house!!!! Who cares!!!!. Have you got any leads on the case? Over

Harini: Oh, you are talking of the case? Sorry. I was talking about our SUV! Over

Chets: What about the SUV? Over

Harini: Well, we have a flat tyre and it looks ruined completely!!! Over

Chets: Huh? You are calling me to report a flat tyre? A puncture? Regulations don’t need you to report this to me. Over

Harini: No no, we need your help to get a new vehicle!!!

Chets: WHAT???????? A NEW VEHCILE?????????? LOOK, HERE I USE THE CHUK CHUK CHUK OR AT TIMES EVEN HAVE TO SWIM TO OFFICE AND HOME AND BACK, AND YOU WANT ANOTHER VEHICLE? I WILL SEND TWO BULLOCKS AT THE BEST!!! AND WHEN AM NOT SWIMMING BACK HOME, NEED TO DUCK THE STONES BY THESE RIOTING SAINIKS HERE!! OVER AND OUT!!!!

Chets disconnects.

Harini: Oh dear, that jealous girl wont help us!!

Sheetal: Hmmmm, what do we do now???

Harini: Let’s do some Calvin thinking again.

PDSC knocked on the window with his lathi. He had watched with amusement first and then something about the number plates made him walk up.

Sheetal: [rolling windows down and seeing a cop] Oh good!!! Thank god you are here!

PDSC: Thank god? For what??

Sheetal: See, we have a flat tyre.

PDSC: [walking across to Harini’s side to look at the tyre] I see!!!! I see that!!!

Sheetal: [leaning across Harini] Can you get this fixed?

PDSC: [glaring ] Huh? Do I look like a freaking vulcanizing shop owner to you??

Sheetal: Look you are cop, you must help us

PDSC: You think I have nothing better to do? I was on my way for a very important investigation!!

Harini: Hey dude!! Look, I cant tell this but we are also on a very critical mission, you know!!

PDSC: OIC!!! What is the mission?

Harini: To go to Barista first

PDSC: WHAT? Barista? [by now the beers guzzled all day long take a little effect] I am on my way to unravel a match fixing ring and you want me to take you to Barista?
Harini: No no, we were going to discuss what next to do at Barista.

PDSC: about what????

Sheetal: Look!! We cant tell you anything because our regulations don’t permit us telling anyone we are CAT specialists.

PDSC felt like he was hit by a sledge-hammer. The beer effects disappeared immediately. CAT!!! Ofcourse he knew what it was. And these girls were CAT specialist? He became instantly alert. Straightening up, he smiled.

PDSC: Oh, am sorry!! I will ofcourse help you. [looking at his watch] But I need to go for this investigation, why don’t you both join me? After I finish work, we can have some beers at Alibi and then go fix your vehicle.

Sheetal and Harini look at each other. And then smile.

Harini: COOL!!! I love kingfisher!! I love Saurav Ganguly too!!

PDSC: Aiiyoo Rama!! Are you a cricket fan too? Anyway lets go.

As the three walked towards the police jeep, Merlin sat in his basement surveillance cell. He chuckled as he listened to Musten talking to Roop. And then finally he saw Musten realize he had left one of his own invention on, by mistake. As he saw Musten reach for the lizard-spy cam and turn it off, he let out a happy long yawn and popped some more peanuts. He looked at his watch. All the procreation action can happen soon. Right now the screens had uninteresting things going on. He yawned again, and hoped it will be an action filled night. And he was completely unaware of PDSC and the CAT girls driving towards his home.

And in another part of town, Sarkar was stranded on the Hosur Road traffic mess. He slammed his cell phone off with disgust. Ever since returning from the Caribbean he just had not been able to get hold of Greg. Was he still partying this historic win of the Indian side? There were so many things to take care of, and he had to speak with the Coach very soon.