But, unknown to her, this web that she is spinning faster and tighter has made her own son Shivvay's breathing more laborious than when he normally suffer his serious medical condition.
The faster she moves and weaves this web, the more dust she picks up in the process thus creating a vile and poisonous dust storm around him with the attempt to block out the light that is HER. This dust storm will soon result in his rapid deterioration and result in her only child being in a worse physical and mental condition than he would have been had he been stuck in a 'real dust storm'.
The web is already starting to squeeze the life out of her 'only child' and she is so blind in her envy and jealousy that she unfortunately fails to notice the alarm bells that are going off.
His anger at being cornered and questioned, the sadness in his eyes that he is being played by her but is unable to fight it, his disgust at her underhand tactics at demeaning his lawful wife and his loss of respect for the woman he calls 'mother' who prefers to display his private life and secrets before strangers in his own house. What does a man do when he is being insulted, exposed and made to stand trial by the same person who gave him birth and that too in the safety of his own house.
Is not a mother supposed to be a nurturer and protector? How does his experience of 'mother' ring any different from Mahi's at this point? Both mothers demand from their sons more than they ever offer as mothers.
But then he straightens up and square his shoulders because he is after all 'Shivvay Singh Oberoi' and he deals with life head on. His flinging the phone spoke louder than he would have, about what he thought about her making these strategic chess moves with him. She was at an advantage only because she gave him birth - another in her place would not have survived his fury and wrath. That simple equation of Mother-Son is what held this man back and God help her if a day comes when this equation does not stand as a barrier between him and her hurtful insults of his wife.
In the future whether he is legitimate or illegitimate and whether she is his mother or not, he was, is and will always be Shivvay. His body language made that very clear to her and all in that room that he was Shivvay - the man who made his own choices and paid for then as well.
Right now she is walking a very fine line and treading dangerous waters. If she plans to continue she better be a damn good swimmer or she is sure to drown. Any doubts about the length this man will go to in order to protect Family should be cleared with a very experienced girl called Annika. She still wears the scars and battle wounds from the time she was unfortunate to step between him and his Family's Reputation and Annika is HIS Family now.
How can a mother be that selfish and cruel we ask. How can she not care about the well-being of this son she claims to love so much?How can she not see that she is twisting the knife that she has already plunged in his back by deceitfully putting him at the crossroads right now? She is playing his weakness against his strength and we all know that with a man like Shivvay strength always wins because he is anything but a weak man.
As for the 'unworthy outsider' - in her case, the over zealous mother has done HER a huge favour by shoving this in her sons face. Facing this truth would have been buried under Family problems, issues and other priorities that always seem to surround this couple had the mother not brought it to the fore. The 'outsider' would never have broached the topic with the fear of her bubble of happiness bursting and her son would have preferred to leave it to be addressed at a future date.
This 'poisonous dust storm' whirling at an unbelievable speed is gathering momentum and will soon block the sun out where there will be a brief period of complete darkness and confusion. But is it not only in complete darkness and absence of life that one then craves for the warmth and comfort of the bright starlight that brings with it the hope and promise of a better and brighter future?