Time had stopped. A scenario that took no less than one second to escalate felt like a life time. He was a man, I hated from the bottom of my heart, and yet recent events had given me a ray of hope.
I understood to an extent, why this heartless man I see before me, was behaving in such a ruthless manner. But his constant humiliation of my mother ensured I felt nothing more than sympathy for him.
And yet when that bullet hit him, instead of thanking *Bappa* for finally making him pay, I found myself, thinking only about saving his life. How can this be possible? Surely, his good nature that he showed towards me, is nothing compared to the torture he put me through? Fair enough, I was the catalyst of what had occurred. But, RK did not just target me; he targeted my entire family. He questioned my mother and Malik's relationship, not once but thrice. He publicly humiliated them. And yet, I want to save him.
This was not a relationship, I chose but I am a firm believer in commitments; hence I gladly accepted this charade of a marriage. And I promised myself I will undertake whatever is required of me(or out of me to be more precise), to make this marriage work, despite, my husband, himself being the biggest obstacle in my path. I haven't forgotten the torment I had to endure because of him, but surely that's nothing compared to death. (*An Eye for an Eye, will make the whole world blind*)
I vowed to bring back his faith, and now my own faith was in threat. His bhabi, believes that I am the cause of his problem; his life was knocking on death's door because of me. However, weight this statement might hold, I firmly refuse to let go of my duties as his wife. Yes, this marriage was nothing but a game in his eyes, but one surely cannot exclude those tender moments, we experienced that night? He chose to open up to me, despite considering me to be one of his ill-wishers. His mother was flabbergasted when I told her; her son had revealed his past to me; which made me wonder if he had started to consider me as his friend. Alas, Bittu ji, revealing that RK was aware of the fact that someone was trying to kill him, and yet chose to keep this hidden, makes me think, he still cannot trust me enough, to reveal everything. But, I refuse to bend down. (Maybe because deep down, I feel this might have been my fault, had I not pressurized him perhaps we wouldn't be in this situation. But bringing back his faith was of equal importance, and am sure Bappa won't let him or me down.
Donating him my blood WILL save his life, BUT would he want me to? *Has time come for me to repay him the favour for saving my life? Can I allow a mother to lose her son, by not donating'.* HELL, NO' Yes, sister' I will donate, without a second thought, was my response. Having my faith questioned on various occasions, can I risk doubting upon God now? His mother wants to go and ask Ganesh jii, to save her son, but she was in no state to go anywhere. Can I take it upon myself to walk barefoot for a man, who has given me nothing but torture? Of course, I can. He didn't think twice when he saved me and looked after that night, then from a human being's perspective, I too owe him a duty to ensure his protection. And, I am his wife too, he might not consider me as his real wife *from the mocking sound of the word biwi* but for a married woman, nothing is more important than her husband's life.
Congo for the 100th episode, i hope we touch 1000 episodes :D.. The whole team are doing a marvellous job <3 And i would like to say thank you to them for giving us Rishbala <3
Part 1: MB's POV* Should I save his life?*
Part 2: , MB's POV, *Faith Wins*
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