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Marna cancel ...
He had left her stranded, alone, in the middle of the night, in a dark deserted street ... He had, probably, cursed himself for his unforgivable callousness, raged further at his uncontrollable anger, astounded some at the stupidity of his actions ... But never, even in hoping for the best of circumstances, had he expected the scene that he spied through his car window ... He had fervently hoped for her to be safe and sound in her home ... Safe and sound, unhurt, but still angry, resentful and crying ... But never this ...
Suicide ... Aur oos Kay zimadar ho gay voh Arnav Singh Raizada ...
Sucide ... A soul numbing word ... He reverses his SUV, to park directly in view of her bed room window ... Hidden in the darkness ... Suicide ??? What is this girl talking about ...
What he sees, through the prison like bars of her bedroom window is so inconceivable ... so absurd ... so unparalled, considering the wringer the both of them had gone through just in the last hour, he is left stunned to say the least ... Kiss miti ki bain hai ... he will wonder months from now .. but really, kiss mitti ki bani hai ...
Aside from a faded muddy smear on her neck, there is little evidence of the the angst he knows she must be battling with inside ... How can she be up there ... performing this ridiculous act ... when he knows the horror she must have felt at being left alone ... Where is the turmoil ??? Where are the tears he saw less than a hour ago ??? Where is the dejected, broken girl he had expected to see ??? The night of the parking lot too ... he had expected to hear a cheerless, disprited voice over the phone ... instead he had gotten a chirpy ... Aap soway nahi ... He had thought that irritably curious at that time ... And now, tonight he sees that same girl ... The girl with an indomitable spirit ...
A girl who did not need him ... A girl who had shunned his out streched hand ... A girl who refused to sit in his car until he apologised ... A girl who made it back safe and sound ... A girl of substance ...
He sees a girl ... fresh as a daisy ... water bottle in hand ... swaying drunkenly ... on top of a table, enacting a scene that needs no introduction ...
She is swaying ... taking deep swigs out of a water bottle ... doing a pretty good rendition of a drunk Dharmender ... Not so easy to make her Jiji smile ... Gaon vallo ...
She has not told them about the horrors she endured a short while ago, of Lavanaya's continued snide behavior ... of his snarling hateful onsalught ... of her own biting criticism ... How can she tell them of her utter humilation and terror as he dragged her out of the car and left her stranded in the middle of a dark street ... Why would she get back in his car after that ??? How dare he offer her his hand...
Jiji is upset by just the Police incident ... what if she knew of this night ... She and Buaji will move the heavens to stop her from going to this job ... and then what of the money they so badly need ...
So instead ... once again ... she pushes her own emotions aside and climbs up on the table ... determined to put a smile on her Jiji's face. She will not burden them with concerns for her wellbeing at Shanti Van ...
But try as hard to hide her feelings, as she may ... they still bubble to the surface ...
Arnav Singh Raizada ... in a starring role ...
The anti hero, the Raksusas ... Kans ... Magarmach ... some one who scolds her, brings her to tears ... torments her as eaisly as he breathes ... and for all his crimes against her, he needs to be sent to jail ...
For all her tears ... He has to piso chakki
For all her tardap ... He has to piso chakki ...
For making her Jiji cry ... He has to piso chakki ... voh bhi suit boot mein ...
Arnav Singh Raizada ... Aab tho muskkar do ... Think about it ... You pissoing chakki ... She thinks that is sooo, sooo funny ...
He is relieved that she is back home, unharmed and really, none the worse from yet another gut wrenching episode ... But amused ??? Definitely not ... His sense of humor does not run to the absurd ... or the silly ... or the slapstick ... or really pretty much any kind of humor...
She stumbles drunkenly ... About to fall off the table ... He lowers lids over his eyes, unable to look and sucks in air into his lungs with short quick breaths ...
And then the moment ...
He waits for it ... He knows the exact moment she senses him ... Once again, it is real ... She feels it too ... He sees her freeze midway through her full waisted revolutions of chakki pissana ... Completely still ... her back to him ... He waits for her to turn and face him ... Her entire body in an identical suspended animation as his ... Her eyes, similarly glazed in hope ... Her breath, similarly locked in anticipation...
The moment is lost in her Jiji's laugh ... Saab kush ... Is ka matlab ... Marna cancel ...
Jokes of Marna ... Sucide ... Is this how lightly she takes all this ... He jaw clenched again ... He drives off ...
She turns to see the rear of his SUV pull away into the darkness ... He was here.
Edited by Ipoona - 11 years ago