FF An ugly truth part 35 pg 97 1.7.11 (new) - Page 13

Hey ranjana,

Ranjana,

He ranju,

Sorry for the delay, I was damn busy!!!!

But Brilliant update!!! Okay I can't at least get an idea of must have happened, I seriously think jai has been mistaken, probably it was pia who made a cock and bull story about her parents insulting to get rid of him, because her parents seem to have not see him ever. Even though I empathize with jai but I feel what he is doing to bani is wrong because pia I least bothered and is living happily, but bani is suffering for no fault of her. I hope he realizes soon…

Continue soon.

God bless

Dhani

Hey i just finished reading all parts....must say one of the best FFs I've read till date....Looking forward to reading regularly from here on.....

where are u yaar..update soon please!!

poor bani 😭😭

Ranjana,

Happy new year!!!

Read all the missed parts. Sad parts!! Very well written! Poor Bani has to endure so much…..Jai is making her life miserable…. felt bad for her….her meeting with her mom n dad after marriage was touching…..the way she was hiding her pain n then breaking down in front of her parents was very well depicted…the pain was palpable….Jai is blinded by revenge….Poor Bani is unaware of it……I'm confused….If Pia's parents refused him then why are they not recognizing him?……Pia doesn't care about her sister…….……waiting for the next part.

Hi!! Happy new year to all of you. I am posting the next part.It is just a filler but quite important to continue the rest of the story. Also It's a short part too but still hope you will like it. Thank you for all the wonderful comments and the amount of hits. The response is ovverwhelming to me. Thanks you!! BYebye Ranjana ___________________

Part 6

Droplets of rain fell apart against the window in thousands of little particles. The sound of the irregular pitter patter of the rainfall had the effect of a red cloth on a bull, on Jai's worried mind. Jai was pacing in his office. Why couldn't he tell his aunt that he despised his wife and couldn't bare to see her in his house? The way mausi looked at him, with hope in her eyes and love for.......for her. How could he tell her that the sight of her made him feel sick? He wondered what he should do next. Going home was torture. Staying married and connected to the Dixit family was torture. Seeing 'his wife' in his house, in his room was torture. The only thing he could do was wish........wish that he had never met............... her. It had rained that day too.

The first day of the new year. Jai was teaching a new course. ' Indian art and western influences.' He would be teaching this to the senior students so Jai wasn't anticipating any trouble, instead he was excited. It was the first course he has entirely set up on his own, without the help of anyone else, and Jai wanted this to be perfect. He was waiting in his classroom for his students, half an hour before the period would start. Nearly twenty minutes later students started seeping in, one by one. Jai smiled and welcomed the people who were sitting, then turned around and started the projector.

He waited till the bell rang, announcing the beginning of the period and then turned around.

'Good morning class. I hope you enjoyed your holiday. My name is Jai Walia and I will be your teacher for the next fourteen weeks. As you may have noticed I have not included any books in the list for this course. I want to you listen to what I am telling you today, take notes and at the end of this period I'll tell you what I expect from you. Then we.......'

'Excuse me sir.' Jai was interrupted by a girl, taller than the classmate of her gender, standing in the doorpost. She was soaked from head to toe by the rain. Her books were piled in her arm, a bag flung carelessly on her left shoulder. Her black top and black jeans were clinging to her lean body, showing curves which he actually shouldn't be noticing. Her long, waist length hair was wet. It was falling in rings, framing her oval, flawless face. It had an unusual brownish colour, of her own he guessed, rather hoped, mixed with light brown, almost blond, streaks.

She stood there at the door, shivering. ' I'm sorry Sir, I'm late.'

Jai didnt answer her. He kept looking at her until she turned around dejected. Her moving broke Jai's reverie. 'You can attend the class, I just started. But first freshen up a bit. You'll catch a cold.'

A dazzling smile on the face of the girl appeared. 'Thank you sir.'
She turned on her heels to a washroom. Jai continued the introduction he was giving as slow as he could. Five minutes later she came back and took a seat, quietly, at the empty seat in the first bench. Jai dimmed the lights and started his lecture with the Art schools in India. With half the attention he had before, he had to admit honestly to himself. From time to time he looked at his class from the projections of paintings on the wall. While the reflection of Raja Ravi Verma's painting illuminated the face of students on the first row, he gave his students an overall glance, his eyes lingered on her an unsettling while longer than on the rest.

The period ended for that day but more often Jai found his eyes searching for Pia, even when he she wasn't in his class but outside on the college ground.

Almost six weeks later Pia entered his class again for a meeting on her project. Jai was glad to help her as he had noticed she was taking interest in this subject. She animatedly chatted about her findings and the research she did. Jai knew he wasn't acting normal around her even though he was trying very hard. Her beauty and her pleasant nature made him feel happy like a schoolboy about everything at that moment.

More often he found her in his class, outside period hours talking about everything but classes, and he didn't mind, but he had to put a stop to this. She was still his student. Jai wasn't a foolish man and Pia's admiration was noticeable to him. Jai's avoiding her at all times had an opposite effect and before he knew they had agreed to start seeing each other outside college. Places where no one from their college would visit. As the college was visited by mostly children of wealthy parents, Jai and Pia chose places visited by middleclass people. Mausi and Nachiket started teasing him for being cheerful all the time and after a few days he told them the truth about Pia. Mausi and Nachiket gathered from this that Jai was serious about this relationship. He had told them everything he knew about Pia and Jai told Pia everything about himself. It did not seem to bother her that he was a lower-middleclass guy, living in a chawl with his family. It also didn't seem to bother Pia that there was huge difference in their status.

Jai had decided that he wanted to quit his job and find something else before a student or a colleague would find out about the relationship he shared with Pia. Also, he wanted to have something better before he would meet Pia's parents.

Mausi and Nachiket, and when he told her Pia also, supported his decision. A month before the semester ended Jai gave his one month notice and started looking for another job. By the time Jai left his job he had not found anything else, but he was still hopeful. He was pleased by the fact that now at least he could see Pia, and from now on not like thieves. Jai was running his house by turning to his savings and doing some freelance work for galleries. It would be all right.

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Bani was sorting her clothes and putting them back in her suitcase. She looked at the closed cupboard belonging to her husband and tried shaking off the thoughts by closing her eyes. He didn't like her touch on his shoulder, he might raise hell if she touched his stuff and she was scared of him. His silence scared her. That was the reason why Bani was living out of her suitcase for more then two months. Bani put her hairbrush back in the suitcase and closed it. She put the suitcase back in the corner and took her books from her backpack. It was near dinnertime and Bani heard the car in the distance. She had helped making dinner and setting the table before, now it was time for her to disappear with the same excuse. 'I have a lot of things to do, can I eat in while studying?'

Bani was lucky that her in-laws took her education so seriously that they wouldn't question her when it came to her projects and her homework. It turned into a useful excuse when her husband came home because the two at them at one table wasn't possible, she had noticed this in the beginning of her marriage. Whenever she would be at the dinningtable, Jai would make a excuse and eat in his study and later on he wouldn't even come home to have dinner. Mausi asked Bani why he was doing that and Bani didn't have a suitable answer. After that she stayed away during dinnertime and left Jai a note that she would stay away from his family as they were missing him. It seemed like Jai had paid heed to her request because he came home that night. Bani took her books and disappeared with her food in an other room. It turned into a habit now. Every time anyone would ask then all Bani would have to do is show them her books and she would be excused. The only question that bothered her was how long she could manage this. How long could she live like this? It had been almost two months. Her marriage of two months was on the rocks and she could do nothing. Her husband wasn't there, she couldn't ask him for an explanation as he treated her like she was a pariah, maybe even more then that if that was possible. Bani took her plate with rice and vegetables, told Mausi that she was studying even tonight and disappeared in an unoccupied guestroom next to her husband's bedroom as soon as she heard the cardoor open and close again. Bani opened her book and started reading but noticed after a few minutes that she wasn't paying attention. Instead she was asking herself again why she was tolerating this and staying in relationship which wasn't a relationship at all. Her mangalsutra felt like a noose around her neck, restricting her from breathing, from living. Then why was she still wearing it? Every time Bani looked in the mirror and filled her parting with red vermillion, it didn't tell her that she was someone's wife. It marked her as a failure instead. Then why was she filling the parting of her hair? Why was she still here? She wasn't a masochist. She wasn't enjoying this torture. It was ruining her life, her piece of mind, her future.

Did she have another choice then?

No. The, already to her known, answer came to Bani. She didn't have an other choice. At least not now. Her parents.......

How could Bani let them go through another daughter's divorce? Bani knew what her parents had been through when Pia came back. Their dejected faces, their meaningless staring at random things, their silence. Bani had seen it all. How could she tell her parents after just two months that she had failed in her marriage? How could she tell them that her marriage was over before it started? They were so happy when she got married. It wasn't just the happiness that every parent felt while marrying their daughter. It was the happiness every parent felt when they were convinced that their daughter was marrying a worthy groom they chose. It was the happiness they felt on feeling the accomplishment of fulfilling their duties as parents. Bani returning to her parents meant she had to tell her mother and her father that their happiness was unfounded.

Again she felt a few tears trickling down her cheek. Then there was her family. Her uncles and her aunts who had danced in a mad daze, until their feet hurt. Even then they continued dancing. Pia's divorce didn't only have an effect on her parents, also on the rest of the family. Outsiders kept making all kinds of remarks and it were her uncles and aunts who protected her parents from these remarks, wiped their tears and came to comfort them on the occasions Bani found herself failing in being her parents' support.

In that period nothing seemed to reach Pia. Not her parents, nor Bani's reasoning. It wasn't even reasoning. They just wanted to know what went wrong, why she came back. Pia's lips were sealed. As were Pratham's. Her uncles and aunts were there for them, at every step. How could she make them go through such another period? How? Then there was Jai's family. Her in-laws who felt like her own family. The people who's face she saw every day now and because of whom she had the strength to go on, one day at a time. Mausi, her sister-in-laws, their husbands, their children. They had showered her with love from the day she stepped in this house. She was made a part of this family, even though the one person because of whom she shared a relationship with this house, with these people, didn't accept her.

Her marriage wasn't just one relationship. It didn't only have her life on one end, and Jai's life on the other end. Her marriage was an intricate web. Two families were connected by it. Every strings was another relationship. At every juncture stood another human being. Her marriage was like the string of a pearl necklace. Would she break that delicate thread, then every pearl would fall on the ground and get lost. Did she have the strength to do that?

Bani looked down at the page of her notebook. Another drop of her tears mingled with the ink of her notes. She knew better then to wipe the stain off the page. It would only make it worse. She had learned that by now.

me!!

hey hun.. that was a great part yaar.. that is soo sad.. bani has to endure soo much pain.. wait whoz pratham? is he pias ex or son? did jai ever marry pia? im a little confused yaar.. lol.. continue soooon.. hope jai understands that he is an animal for treating his wife that way.. wat did the poor thing do to him.. it was pia he should really be getting revenge from..