Hi people! I'm back with part 51. This one got too long, and couldn't be made into one part- the balance was not being maintained. So I split it into two subparts- kind of a Mahaepisode. The first one deals with a sort of backlog about what Manav and Varsha did while Archana and gang waited at court. The 2nd part deals with Archana's arrival at Manav's chawl.
Enjoy!!!
PART 51
HOPE AND DOOM
Subpart 1
'Farsightedness'
So where had Manav been all this while, since afternoon to evening, while Archana and the gang waited at court?
He was still with Varsha. At about 4 'o' clock, he reached the Bandra hospital with her in the ambulance. . Dr. Feroz, the person towards whom Shinde Bhau had diverted him, was waiting for him and Varsha.
Manav fulfilled the formalities that the hospital administration told him to. In the meanwhile, Dr. Farhan admitted Varsha in a special room, and went ahead with the checkup of his patient.
"You're perfectly fine now." he said, opening the curtains for her. It was bright and sunny outside. "You'll have to stay here till the narcotics team come here to make sure things are alright. After that you can go."
Varsha nodded. The doctor tried to make small talk, but she didn't seem to hear him. She didn't know when he closed the door and left.
Slowly she got up and sat at the window sill. The hospital garden could be seen below. She saw the kids playing there, and she smiled at their banter and antics.
"You look better when you smile."
She turned. Manav was standing at the door, smiling at her.
She got up, but Manav indicated her to sit. He pulled a chair closer to the window sill. "Finally, we are on our own now." he said, massaging his head. Varsha gave a small smile. "You must be very tired na, running about since morning."
He shrugged. "I go through more severe physical labour everyday in the garage. This is nothing. Yes, the mental stress was definitely more."
Varsha seemed reflective. "I know." She said quietly. "I have given a lot of stress to you. And my family members will go through even more stress and disappointment now- when they see their daughter, who had so big dreams and ambitions, coming home like a deflated balloon- all spunk gone, all dreams broken, and a criminal record to her credit."
Manav felt sad to hear her words. This was downright depressing and oh-so-not-Varsha like.
They were silent for a few minutes, and then Manav decided to talk about something else. "Umm.. you know, I think I need specs."
Varsha looked up at him. "Specs?"
"Spectacles." He clarified.
"I know that specs means spectacles." Varsha frowned. "But what for?"
"I get headaches all day." Manav said. "At first I thought it is because of my sinus problem, but recently someone said that I should get my vision checked. I am most probably hypermetropic."
Varsha gave a small smile. "You mean you can see things at a distance, but not nearby.
Far sighted, but can't see things going on under your nose."Manav smiled. "Not really. Its just the headaches. It happens in not so severe cases of hypermetropia."
"Hmm.."
"What hmm..???"
"Nothing. Just imagining how you'll look in specs." Varsha said.
"I'll probably break them in the garage, getting under cars again and again- I'm so rash." He frowned. Varsha giggled. "What will Tai say.." she said aloud.
The mention suddenly brought them both to ground zero. Both were quiet again. Finally Varsha spoke, "You missed your court hearing because of me, right?"
Manav did not answer, but instead looked down. Varsha rested her head on her hands. "I'm so sorry.."
"Leave it now Varsha." He said. "Right now, there is no use thinking about all this. What has happened has happened. I'm happy that this narcotics case has ended well though."
"What about the court case?" Varsha asked in a small voice. "What was its outcome?"
"I don't know." He said truthfully. "I haven't been able to contact them. I don't even have my cell. But I'm sure Tarun must have managed things. We had proof and we had witnesses. Till one night before the hearing, Ajit was begging me to take the case back, so I don't think things could have gone wrong." He looked at Varsha. "You don't worry. I'll handle it. You have enough troubles of your own as of now."
Varsha gave a sarcastic laugh. "My troubles will never end here on." She said. "All good things have ended for me. With a criminal record to my name, I can never go out of India now or work abroad. I will be getting discharged in a few minutes, so as to say, but I won't be free, cos everytime I will be under the fear whether the narcotics people are keeping watch in the hospital and have come to know that I'm not there. Add to it, my family shall be thoroughly embarrassed cos of me now. They are simple, traditional people, not used to all this. If this whole issue leaks out, their reputation is gone. And my Aai.. I can't even begin to imagine how worried she will be thinking about my future. Since she equates future with marriage, she will die thinking of who will accept me now."
She sighed. Manav felt sad.
"Its okay." She said. "No use wallowing in self pity. It was my wrong decision that has led me here. Again and again Dada had told me, 'there are fraud companies that can harm you, go into full enquiry first' , but I had such blind trust on my friends and their confident decisions that I found his sensible caution to be unnecessary grumbling. Even Aai had told me that I was not mature enough to handle things on my own as of now. But I didn't listen, cos I'm so used to Aai's grumblings on every issue ranging from jeans to late night movies, that I surpassed it. And now, I'm in a royal mess!!!"
"I guess it was meant to happen. I have always been like this- stubborn. Protesting whenever things don't go my way. Fighting over not being given freedom, fighting with anyone who tried to impose restrictions on me. Aai wanted me to marry and get settled and then work, but NO!! I was literally in the air, wanting to go abroad and working and all. Everyone had told me- your blunt attitude and modern views will land you in trouble one day. And they have!!!"
Manav, who had been listening silently to her, now started speaking. "Listen to me Varsha," he said, drawing his chair closer. "Your mistake is not in the fact that your views are different from that of your conservative family. You are not wrong in trying to be modern, breaking away from the mould, fighting for freedom- no! You are not wrong in demanding to be allowed to see late night movies and go with friends and not get married and go abroad even. The only point where you went wrong is that you could not understand your family's thinking. If they protested on such matters, it was not so much cos of their traditional thinking- their 1st worry was not about what people would say- rather, it was cos they WORRY about you. Cos they are family and concerned about your security. Unlike your friends, who belong to the same age group, they are more experienced and know that the world outside home is a jungle. That is why they feel scared. And that is why they worry more. I'm not saying that your friends are fools, or that they don't care for you, or that they are selfish junkies. I'm just trying to say that there is a difference in the level of thinking between your friends and yourself on one hand, and your parents on the other. It is just a misfortune that this whole narcotics scam occurred, and now you are blaming your decision of deciding to go abroad. There is nothing wrong in going abroad alone before marriage, nor are all such companies frauds. No Varsha- your mistake was that you assumed Aai-Baba were refusing cos they were orthodox, you didn't sit down with your parents and relieve them of their fears and understand that their worry is very much justified- you and your parents never came at a common consensus. They should have tried to understand how much the job meant to you and tried to make things easier for you, and you should have relieved their fears by looking into all the security arrangements and assuring them that you will manage fine, and made sure that the company was a genuine one and not run by a bunch of frauds, what reputation it had, etc. just like Vinod had said. But no- they refused, citing reasons of marriage and immaturity (security concerns), and you stormed off angrily, branding them orthodox and curbing freedom. Now see what has happened."
A tear rolled down Varsha's eye. Each and every word Manav had spoken was true- absolutely true. Her mother was conservative, and worried more about marriage and reputation than other things like career, enjoying life with friends etc., but behind all these curtains, her biggest worry had always been about her daughter's security. She could somehow accept the fact that her daughter wanted to marry late and live in foreign lands away from good old Maharashtra, but she couldn't accept that her daughter would live ALONE while she would be worrying back home.
And what had she done? She had accused them of not wanting her to progress in life, impeding her success, restricting her freedom. Never had she behaved in a mature manner, trying to convince them by words and actions that she would manage in a nice way there. She hadn't understood their security concerns and made enquiries even, about Prasanna job agencies. She had blindly gone along with her friends who had looked only into the fat package being offered by the agency and had decided to go.
The fault had been from both sides, she agreed. But what could be done now? The damage had been done. Her stupid resolution of 'I will do what I want' had ruined everything.
"I have been very immature," she agreed. "But now all is over." She wiped a tear that was threatening to fall. "No use speaking on this."
Manav fell silent. "So, where do you go from here?" he asked a while later.
Varsha looked confused. "What do you mean?"
Manav cleared his throat. "I mean, what are your plans after all this? When you go from here..?"
Varsha looked out at the garden and exhaled deeply. "I have limited options. I'll follow them. I guess, as of now, the best one would be- to go back home, tell Aai-Baba everything, and then do whatever they tell me to. I suppose Aai-Baba would try and get me married at the earliest and then send me away from Mumbai. After this disaster, I don't think I will be ever be allowed to do things my way. I was never trusted much anyway." There was a lump in her throat as she said this.
Manav felt bad. From an ambitious, spirited girl who wanted to live life to the fullest, what had Varsha become? He couldn't identify her as the same girl who had always said that she wanted to live life on her terms and make all her dreams come true. Her spirit seemed to have been totally crushed. He looked at her again. The fire in her eyes had gone. A strange, sad softness had taken its place.
Varsha looked back at him. "What?" she asked.
He shook his head. "Nothing." He said. "Both of us haven't eaten anything since yesterday. I badly want something to eat."
Varsha nodded. "Me too. Lets check out the hospital cafeteria."
"No hospital cafeteria." Manav said firmly. "I have had enough of hospital cafeterias- first your Aai got admitted, there was nothing worth eating there. Then Vaishali got admitted, and that hospital cafeteria was equally bad. Better eat rat poison to kill the hungry rats in my stomach than eat hospital food."
Varsha laughed and nodded in agreement. "I hate hospital food too."
Manav stretched his legs. "You know, I hate hospitals." He said lazily. "I hate the smell, the eerie silence, the troubled faces, the humming voices of these strange machines- everything. A hospital is a very bad place to be in. Even if you are not sick, you feel sick. I hope I never get admitted- I'll run away the first day itself."
Varsha smiled. Manav was very cute when he started chattering on random topics, she thought. "Okay, then what do we do?"
Manav moved forward. "Lets go and eat outside after the narcotics people go after their rounds. Anyway, we have to go from here. Instead of straightaway going home, we can eat outside first. This way we will get to discuss how to reveal the news to your family. We also need to plan."
Varsha gave a quizzical look. "What is left to plan?" she said in a dismayed voice. However, for Manav's sake, she agreed.
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At 6 'o' clock, both Manav and Varsha left the hospital.
Everything had gone well. Dr. Feroz had handled matters really well. The narcotics team was
satisfied with the security arrangements. Dr. Feroz had assured them that the patient would be returned to custody when her condition improved.
"Don't worry," he later told Manav. "I'll submit a report in a few days that Varsha has been diagnosed with some disease and her stay needs to be prolonged. In the meanwhile, you get Varsha out of Mumbai. In a few days, the case will lose steam. The narcotics team will forget that there was even a girl called Varsha. It always happens."
Free birds now, Manav and Varsha walked out, not knowing where to go in particular. "Home?" asked Varsha.
Manav shook his head. "CST" he said. "I have to claim my things from the Narcotics Centre- wallet, cell etc."
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"It's really nice here."
Manav smiled at Varsha. She seemed to be less depressed now that she was out of hospital. I always knew it- he thought to himself- A hospital is the most wretched place in the world. Makes you feel pathetic and sad and nothing else.
They had gone to the Narcotics Lab in CST with the little money Manav had in his pocket. While Varsha had waited in the auto, Manav had gone up and requested for his things to be returned to him. The old office clerk had asked him to come back a little later, since most of the staff had gone for a tea break. Grunting, Manav retreated.
Now they were at the Pav Bhaji stall in CST, waiting impatiently for the waiter to serve them steaming hot, butter laden, spicy Pav Bhaji. It was exactly what they needed after a mind boggling, depressing day.
As they sat waiting, Varsha was suddenly reminded of something. "Do you have money to pay for this?" she asked hesitantly.
Manav gave her a reassuring smile. "Don't worry," he said. "The owner of this stall knows me. I often come here." He blushed a little. "You know, this is the place where Archana and I went out together for the first time. Before marriage."
Varsha was confused. "Before marriage?" She suddenly remembered the pictures that had sprung up at Archana's engagement with Varun.
"Yeah!" Manav said. "She herself called me here to discuss about the garage. Man, I was so nervous that day- going out with someone whose brothers scooty I used to repair and help in other odd jobs of the house- I sweated like a pig!"
Varsha laughed at the confession while Manav blushed some more. He looked around with content. "I and Archana always came here after marriage as well. She could never finish her plate and I had to help her finish it!!!"
Varsha laughed again, thoroughly amused. "That's why you are getting FAT!!!"
"Hey!!" said Manav in a protesting voice. "I'm NOT fat!! Just been a bit out of shape recently. Archana said that I look weak and have lost weight."
Varsha raised an eyebrow. "Bahut baatein karte ho dono chup-chup ke milke." She said. Manav gave a sheepish grin. "Tai always feels that others are getting weak and thin. And then she serves them loadfuls of food, coaxing them to eat. She's a sweetheart."
"Yeah, that she is!" said Manav bobbing his head up and down. Varsha smiled again and he looked away, blushing.
The waiter came and served them. "Okay Varsha," said Manav. "Now tell me what you have thought of regarding your future."
Varsha looked shocked. "We just had a talk over it- remember?" she asked.
Manav shook his head. "We had a talk over what you will be told to do- not what you WANT TO DO."
Varsha looked depressed. "It doesn't matter now." she said. "I have limited options.."
"Don't give me that crap." Manav said sternly, raising his voice a little. "What's got into you Varsha??? You WERE NOT like this!! Today you have become so defeated, so miserable, I can't even identify you as the girl I had known for so long!"
"Circumstances change us." Varsha said sadly. "The way my decisions have ruined my life, I think I have been a big loser."
"You are NOT a loser." Manav protested. "You are a modern, successful girl, who has a positive outlook to things and want to make all her dreams come true. Just one small setback doesn't make you a loser. Varsha, you had so much of confidence and spunk. Where has it gone today when you need it the most??"
Varsha sighed. "I don't know." She said, looking at the plate in front of her. "I feel.. lost. I feel that my thinking all these years was wrong. I shouldn't have been so bold and outgoing, or insolent. I should have been like other girls. At least I wouldn't have fallen into trouble. I don't know right from wrong.. and.."
Manav made a pained face. "Varsha.. Varsha!!!" he muttered. "These things are the very strong points of your character. Your bold, outgoing nature- that is what we require today in other girls. Varsha, do you remember the time my Aai asked your parents for a gold necklace as dowry? Till date, you are the only person who has blasted me for it- neither your parents nor Archana ever said a word about it, despite the fact that dowry is a serious criminal offence. You were the only person who tried to convince your parents that instead of getting Archana married to an undeserving guy, they should think of educating her. In fact," he hesitated, "much as I am sad at the fact that none of you trusted me when the whole fiasco happened and blames were made against me, I give you credit for behaving sanely and practically in the situation and taking your sister away- thinking in your shoes, I think my actions did resemble someone who was a predatory stalker, and would desert your sister after the physical act was done. I even give you credit for the fact that you forewarned your sister from the very beginning not to talk to me, a person whose character, as you had pointed out before, was always a mystery from the very beginning. It is because girls don't take precautions like this, that we hear of so many cases of RAPE on TV every night. From your point of view, you were always justified. ALWAYS!!!"
Varsha was silent. She didn't know what to say.
Manav softened down. "What has happened to you Varsha?" he said. "Why are you so defeated? See, shocks are a part and parcel of everyone's life. But these shocks can be good teaching experiences. They can actually make us discover our strong side- dimensions to our character that we didn't even know, existed." Varsha opened her mouth to argue, but Manav silenced her. "I haven't finished yet. Varsha, you are running away from yourself. You might be making this decision today, but tomorrow you will repent thinking that you crushed yourself and did not do what you actually wanted to do. Okay, tell me one thing. What would the old Varsha have done if she had been in your place???"
Varsha seemed to be in a daze. "Old Varsha???"
"Yes." Manav said emphatically. "Our bold, spunky, firebrand, no-nonsense Varsha. The one who had warned me that she would kill me if I ever made her Tai cry. What would that Varsha have done had she been in your place???"
Varsha was silent. For a very long time, she did not speak, as she tried to control her tears. Manav waited patiently for her to regain control.
"The old Varsha wouldn't have accepted defeat." She said finally, her voice heavy. "The old Varsha would have fought. She would have kicked and lunged and shouted and made her voice heard. Even if she had to go through hell, she would have tried to find out who trapped her and why. She would have tried to prove herself INNOCENT!!!"
"ABSOLUTELY!!!" said Manav. "Varsha, you absolutely cannot live under the shadow of false criminal charges against you. Even though Shinde Bhau has convinced us that nothing will happen to you now, and the case will eventually lose steam and be forgotten, but we CANNOT TAKE A CHANCE. What is someone comes for investigation and discovers that you are not in the hospital??? Both of us will be caught and put in jail, this time for far more serious offences. Remember Varsha, it's a WE, not a ME anymore. I haven't risked my name and my life just so that you can get away easily and run away and lead the life of a fugitive in a boring, mechanical manner- so different from what you really are. We have to get to the bottom of this whole matter. We need to find out who used you for drug trafficking, and that too before the narcotics team finds out that this whole hospital thing was just a sham to get you out of police custody."
Varsha seemed to be thinking furiously. Manav tried again. "Varsha, remember one thing. You are not their first target. These type of things keep happening- its in the newspapers all the time. But the victims never get a chance to exonerate themselves. You have got a precious chance Varsha. At least make a try!!!"
Varsha looked at him. "I don't know." She said. "I'm scared."
"Scared of what???" Manav exploded. "Varsha, stop behaving like a sissy!! Tell me, you want to clear your name from this case or live the life of a runaway??? You were squealing about freedom in your Aai's home, don't you want your freedom now???"
Varsha looked up at him, and two tears came in her eyes. "I do!!" she said. "But how?? Its near
impossible. And I don't know if the family members will think it worth to take all this trouble!!!!"
"Stop crying first." Manav said sternly. Varsha rubbed away her tears. Manav's voice softened. "Now listen to me. I do not know about anyone else, but I'm sure that at least Archana will support you. And Tarun too. He's family now, remember??? At least we can think of making an attempt in this direction. Sit and eat peacefully. And with a calm mind, think!! Battles of life are not won by crying. They have to be FACED and FOUGHT."
Varsha nodded. Over their meal of Pav Bhaji, Manav and Varsha sat and thought about what they could do in this regard.
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"I have thought about something."
Manav looked up at Varsha. They had finished their meal and were walking on the roads of CST, through the area called The Fort. There were numerous Victorian style buildings there, and street vendors crowded the area, selling anklets, watches and books. The ambience was chirpy and they could see big hotels and markets on the other end of the street.
"What??"
Varsha started speaking, more composed now. "If we have to get to the bottom of the matter, we need proper guidance and help. Maybe we will have to hire a detective as well."
Manav nodded. "That agency- the one which gave you the job- it must be having a branch here right?? We must start from there."
Varsha shook her head. "As soon as the scam took place, they closed their Mumbai branch. During the police interrogation, I had given the address of Prasanna job agencies. The police sent their men, only to find the place deserted. Looked like they vacated it in a hurry."
Manav thought about it. "Seems tricky." They stood at a traffic signal, waiting to cross.
"Well, there IS a way, actually." Varsha said, after they had crossed. "The people who were accompanying us to London- agents from the company- had come from Delhi. That is where the headquarters of this agency are. All my transaction, letters, interviews- everything was from Delhi."
"Its simple then. We need to investigate in Delhi. But how.."
They racked their brains for a while. Suddenly Varsha had a brainwave. "HE can help us!!!" she squealed.
Manav was taken aback. "Who??" People on the streets looked at the mindless duo.
"Abhimanyu Karmarkar!!!" said Varsha excitedly. "Oh yes!! Why didn't I think of him before???"
Manav was totally confused. "Varsha, who is this Abhimanyu guy??? I don't think I've ever heard of him."
Varsha looked at him, her face glowing with confidence. "Abhimanyu Karmarkar was the guy to whom Aai- Baba wanted to get me married." She said. "He had come to see me two months back. He's a CRIMINAL LAWYER, and he LIVES IN DELHI. He can help us. He's my friend!!!"
Manav looked confused. "When did all this happen?? Your marriage fixed?? Archana never told me!!"
Varsha looked at him irritatedly. "Don't be a tubelight now!" she said. "Of course I'm not getting married. I asked him to refuse marriage to me, and he did exactly that. He's a sweet, decent chap, very work-oriented. I'm sure he can help us."
Manav looked unsure. "Varsha, do you think it is right to involve a stranger in this matter???"
Varsha nodded furtively, taking faster steps forward. "A stranger will go by our terms and conditions- taking the help of a known person always has the risk that more people will come to know- in this case, our friends and relatives. Abhimanyu is safe, and its not just that," she stopped to look at Manav. "If I remember right about our last meeting, he said he worked in a law firm. He has plenty of exposure."
Manav looked doubtful. "I'm really not sure.."
"Oh comeon!!" Varsha was exasperated now. "We have to make a start from somewhere Jiju.. haven't we??"
For a minute, Manav thought he hadn't heard right. Had this, had this girl actually called him Jiju??? After such a long time, he had heard it from her lips. He could not say anything. He just stood and gaped.
Varsha moved her hand in front of him. "What????"
He came back to his senses. "But how will you contact him? Do you have a phone number or something??"
She was in full form now, taking confident, determined steps forward. "No, but still I know how to contact him. I just need a little money, and an internet cafe."
Manav didn't understand anything. What was this girl doing??? As if in response, Varsha tugged at his hand, pulling him ahead. "Come na Jiju, lets go!!!!"
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(To those who have forgotten about Abhimanyu, I recommend that you go through Part 33 on page 60. Here's the link:
http://www.india-forums.com/forum_posts.asp?TID=1328933&TPN=60)
Subpart 2 coming up in a few minutes.
Edited by nikitagmc - 14 years ago