Episode 293
House of Pain
The relationship between a brother and a sister is a very special one; she mothers her brother and he protects her from any harm. But something has happened that has deeply scarred Anjali and she wants to be left alone. She doesn't want his protection.
How can all this be happening? How could her perfect life just smash to smithereens?
He places Khushi in bed to sleep after the ordeal. Her cheek leaning on his hand, the hand that protected her and brought her out of harm's way; the hand that held her lifeless body as she lay in his arms. The hand that tried to revive her, his hands. The hands of the man she loves.
When he leaves her she knows and she watches this pained man walk out of the room.
The house is in turmoil, saddened by the events of the day, even Payal and Akash's relationship has been affected. (Stupid in my POV but actors begging for more screen time, but I didn't care about them at this point. It was sad because the CV's could have created a broader storyline with these young, shy lovers and then I might have been more interested).
He walks around not knowing what to do. He feels helpless. I am sure he is wandering around his house emoting with the energy of sadness, wondering how can he make things better. His sister in his thoughts; the one who has always been there for him, the one who knows him, who heard his first words, who he can tell anything to? But she is not ready now to see him or even speak to him. He recalls all that she has ever said to him, she has tied Rakhi to him so lovingly, she is the one who reminded him after her accident how important it was to tell the person who means anything to you that you love them, he remembers their relationship. His heart hurts and Khushi is right there. She hesitantly walks down the stairs, looking quite ethereal in white, and sits beside him placing her hand on his "brokened" shoulder. She feels his pain and reassures him with no words, resting her head on his shoulder and she caresses his arm. She looks up almost looking for confirmation...is this okay? Are you okay? His eyes answer her with a blinking nod and he places his hand upon her. It is only then she rests her head against his shoulder again.
The couple, sitting there silently in support of each other, is in great pain.
Anjali is laying on her bed weeping as she recalls her husband's disgrace. Naniji is watching and it hurts her to see her granddaughter in pain but then she notices Anjali closing her eyes as if she is sleeping and she sees Khushi come to Di's room. Anjali had heard her footsteps and feigned sleeping. Khushi says that it is good she is resting and shows her concern for not being well.
*This scene was so sad to me. Khushi who loves Di, as much as Arnav is being punished because of Shyam and Anjali's blinded love.
Naniji sees Anjali's ploy and her pain. She brings Khushi to Arnav. She wants to speak to them. They are in Nani's room and she tells them she just doesn't believe what has happened. Shyam has always taken care of the well being of the family and Anjali. The whole family is puzzled and confused by the events of the day. So many allegations she just doesn't understand. With a firm hand on her knee, Arnav states that he has no doubt. He has known Shyam's real face for a long time now. Since Akash got married, he says looking at Khushi, "since he got married to Khushi," his eyes filled with remorse. He knew then Shyam was a filthy man. The screen replays the terrace scene. He continues, that he misconstrued someone and it was the biggest mistake of his life not trusting Khushi. His eyes filled with remorse, Khushi's filled with guilt... a guilt for an act that she had no control of. Arnav explains more to Nani who is still in disbelief and again he says he misconstrued and had mistaken Khushi for being with Shyam. Again he repeats a very big mistake on his part. Nani starts to cry and Khushi reaches out to her with tears of guilt in her eyes. Anjali has gone through so much and now he has broken her heart. What if all this affects the unborn child? They must give her a chance to recover from this trauma for however long it takes. Nani tells Khushi to stay away from Anjali as not to remind her of this terrible tragedy. Khushi agrees to stay away from Anjali.
The next morning Arnav comes to Di's room with breakfast and starts a poem they use to say to each other when they fought, "Sweeter than toffee and more sour than tamarind, my dear sister is a bit sour and sweet," but Anjali doesn't go along with it. He continues, "My brother is very rude, he hurts his sister..." and she remembers the rest he is my short tempered yet sweet brother,' but doesn't chime in.
She won't eat from his hand. He places the tray on the table frustrated and his phone rings. He answers the phone and walks out the door. (Not a good move when you are trying to make someone feel better!)
Khushi comes into their room with a tray and Arnav's medicine and a glass of water on it. He is at poolside doing business. He looks at her as she takes out his medicine. He quietly says that he must go to the office for a while, he doesn't want to since of the situation at home but he has to and will be back in 30 minutes. He looks at Khushi who really does look saddened as well by this situation and he walks to her asking is she okay? I love his concern for her as well as Di. He knows she is hurting too. And she responds back she is fine but him? She asks him how can he take care of Di if he doesn't take care of himself? He responds that his sister hasn't eaten yet and she reminds him that he must be in top shape to take care of his sister. She knows he too hasn't eaten yet and she won't let him go to the office unless he takes his medicine. She hands it to him with the glass of water. He takes it and what ensues is one of the cutest scenes I will remember about IPK.
She takes the tray and tries to leave going first to the right and then to the left only to accidentally run into the apologetic Arnav but then her mischievous husband plays a game with her and blocks her way, swaying in the direction of every step she takes, blocking her. He looks at her with his infamous lopsided grin. She looks up at him and realizes his play, in embarrassment her hooded eyes slightly look away and a slight grin escapes from her lips.
I bet her heart that stopped beating just the day before is beating a mile a minute now.
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