DCP Ruchira.
Next day the papers' headlines were screaming" Gang Don grotesquely injured by mysterious assassin!?" "Two gang henchmen injured at Mumbai suburb swimming pool under mysterious circumstances!" Rumours swirled around: the grapevine buzzed asto which exact gang was targeting which other gang members and Dons. I received a phone call" This is Ruchira here. I'm the Deputy Commisioner, Police, Crime Branch, Mumbai. I'm sending a wireless van to bring you to HQ., please cooperate and you will just have to answer some simple questions ." A sweet, feminine voice but the steel behind the silky tone was evident even to my mean intelligence . I was about to ring up my Lawyer, Adv. Behl when A95 suddenly materialized in my office" Baba, no worries, go unafraid: I'll handle Ruchira for you!" I never knew how prophetic his words were. "A95, how are you son, care for some coffee?" I courteously enquired of my son. "Where i now am Baba, we neither feel hunger nor thirst!" He answered." I'll be accompanying you in the Black Maria, but the cops won't see me as they don't possess Divyadrishti". Soon we were hauled in by her henchmen and driven over to her plush office: the constables were polite and courteous.Inside the lioness's den she point blank asked me "Mr.A9 did these goons and this don harass you? My informants say he was after your industrial estate and you were at breaking point. People in your place have been known to hire supari contractors[ Mumbai-ese for hired mercenaries] and take the law in their own hands!" Her beautiful face was masked in hostile sentiments and I was her Prime Suspect!?! Suddenly my darling A95 materialized in front of her stunned eyes and I have seen Him so angry, in my life. He magically gestured and her two bodyguards fell unconscious to the carpeted floor, unhurt."Stop bullying my father he had nothing to do with the Law of Karma taking it's own course!" He growled.'But here the Indian Penal Code applies young man and I am taking you into custody for abetting the crime!' She produced handcuffs and tried to arrest Lord Kartikeya Himself, of course under the impression He was a mercenary Gunman of the Mumbai Underworld!?
He magically gestured and she was cuffed wrists demurely held behind her pert ass and breasts heaving in righteous anger!
Eyes flashing imperiously, she told Him" this is Sexual Harassment, you'll not see the outside world for a loooong time, buster!"
In a trice she was upended across His knees and His divine hand flashed down again'n again on her khaki-clad taut buttocks!!!
"owww, lemme go: you beast! Ouch!! OWWW!"
Soon she was reduced to a blubbering terrified schoolgirl begging her stern headmaster piteously to stop corporal discipline on her burning bottom: "Merciful, kind, sweet Sir pleeeeeze merceee OWWWWW!"
