PART-1
Detective Isha and Adamya
Written By- Anusha Chauhan
Isha was lost deep in the document.
Her long, black hair was tied up neatly in a ponytail. No strand of hair was out of her ponytail. The sun rays coming out of the window right next to her desk are glowing her round and dusky face. Her big eyes were x-raying every single word of the file. She was breathing very lightly and deeply with her tiny nose. Her fuller lips were occupied holding the pencil, with which she underlines important lines and make notes. She looks like a normal girl but indeed there was something different in her personality.
She didn't realise, her phone is ringing and beeping since last hour. Maybe she has but she is too lazy to get up and take it and too curious to find out the answer.
"Oh My God! Look at the mess."Adamya says blinking at Isha and scanning her room with disbelief.
Isha raised his head and looked at him. She noticed he was panting badly.
Some grey hair is started showing above his ears. He was sweating profusely. His fair-complexioned face has turned red. He was staring at Isha with his small questioning eyes. The nostrils of his pointed nose were fluttering in anger. His thin lips were soaked in objection.
This may be because he came upstairs running in a hurry to talk to her, as always or he was angry because she is not taking his calls and messages from half-an-hour.
Adamya was her companion, best friend and her crime partner.
"What do you do with your room?" Adamya says annoyingly while trying to clean up her room.
Isha says while shifting her focus back to her file, "I just don't clean it. I have a lot of thinking to do."
"I have been calling you from the last half-an-hour. Can't you just pick your phone up?" Adamya complaints and trying to find a place to sit while rearranging things of her room.
"I couldn't find it. I have..." Isha replies still lost in the file.
"...a lot of thinking to do. I know. I know." He completed Isha's line. She smiled. He finally settled himself on the chair in the room.
"...a lot of thinking to do. I know. I know." He completed Isha's line. She smiled. He finally settled himself on the chair in the room.
"We have a case." Adamya said with excitement.
This draws Isha's attention. She looked at Adamya eagerly to get the details.
"An antique artefact has been stolen." His eyes were twinkling.
He continues, "You know about Sethji. His precious artefact has disappeared."
(To Be Continued...)
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