Disclaimer: I don't own CID.
Abhijeet ko Dr Tarika se bhot pyar hota hai lekin wo pichchda hone ke karan use express nahi kar pata hai, finally wo ek poem likhke apna pyar express krta hai.
Main hun tumhara pyara pichchda
tum ho meri jaan
maine khaya paan
tum marlo meri gaand
tumhare baal hain jaise jaale
mere chutado pe bhot hain chhaale
mere chhale mita do
mera nunnu hila do
Jab bhi dekhta hun tumhe dur se
pehle dikhti hai tumhari chaathi
man krta hai ke tumpe
chadha dun hastinapur ke haathi
Mera pyar apna lo ban jao meri rani
Milte hain moke kam hi aise
banjao meri kidney stones
aur dedo mujhe excruciating unbearable career threatening pain.
Abhijeet ye poem leke tarika ke kamre mein chitthi mein rakh ke table pe chodh deta hai, mauka dekhte hi Peon uspe apna naam likh deta hai. Jab Tarika ise padhti hai to uske aansu nahi rukte aur wo peon ko ek garmagarm kiss deti hai jisse peon ke haath mein pakde hue Nuclear detonator ka button dubb jata hai aur CID bureau dharti ke map se saaf ho jata hai.
THE END.