SS::JJ:The Flaws of Hope |Teaser UPDATE|Pg6| 10/05/16 - Page 3

Originally posted by: RNpoint1857

A great update it was! 😊

Originally posted by: Soapoperasrfun

Heart breaking to read about Jaya;s past.

From personal experience, i have come to learn that endurance is highest in people who have been exposed to a lot of pain and turmoil in their lives. The reason Jaya has been able to ensure a loveless marriage and rejection with such poise is because she had endured, endured worse things in her past.

After knowing her past, and knowing that she married him mainly to fulfill her dead father's wish, I wish Jai could at-least award her the consolation that everything that has gone wrong is not her fault. He can try and be more civil towards her if not anything else.

An arranged marriage is not a alien concept in our society. And most couples dont start off being head over heels in love with their partners. But as long as you are willing to try, love happens, dependability happens, sharing happens, compromises happen, life happens... I don't know that love for this couple is an easy phase to get into. But I hope they start giving everything else a chance. If not love, a life of togetherness is also wonderful.

Amazing.

Agreed.

Unfortunate as it may sound, I know people who have gone through a very similar situation to Jaya's, only much more traumatic. Every one of those people who made it out alive, walked out changed, traumatized and yet in many ways stronger than you could possibly imagine.


Jay in many ways, is his own jailer - it's not necessarily the marriage that ruined him, it was the circumstances of it. For a man like him, taking away any choice in the matter, the way he felt Suhasini had was what had embittered him. And while arranged marriages are still a thing, I think Jay's problem was not with the arrangement, but his lack of say in it. Jay is an all or nothing guy. Despite all his diplomacy at work, the last thing he want's is to carry work home and be diplomatic, or compromise.

He wants to be head over heels in love with the woman he shares his life with - and if he can't have that, he doesn't want anything. Childish? Maybe. But then again, maybe he has a point.

Thanks again for the lovely long comment! Getting to talk about the character's is possibly the best part of replying to reviews!

Originally posted by: c85rie

It was just a thought... Not sure if I'll end up writing this one. Dahleez comes quite late and I am tired to my bones so not a regular viewer. But love .. love the Jaidev Jaya angle.. I am not sure I want them to fall in love at this point. Jaidev maybe a decent brother, son, beurocrat but he is not a decent husband. He has burnt too many bridges for him and Jaya to get their happily ever after. And I cannot start another long story when I have already started on Devakshi just 2 weeks back. But maybe at some point, if they move me to the extent the story spills out of me.

Btw waiting for your update eagerly. By my estimates soon, right?

Thoughts to actions, and actions to words, right?

I understand though, was just excited about reading another Jaya-Jaidev take on the club scenario. And yes, I agree, Jaya and Jaidev are not ready to fall in love yet, without a catalyst don't see how they ever could, but I have a feeling the writers have a punch packed for us, especially seeing how they've been keeping the two on the down low since the last blow-up.

Hahaha, as for updates, let's see!

Thank you, for reading and reviewing!!

Originally posted by: c85rie

I loved your thoughts. I know the like button is there, but I thought this deserved a shoutout.. life happens, love happens.. Both of them are doing a great disservice to each other and themselves, with this limbo. She just told the family the bitter truth and he apparently as always remained mum. And then just like before everything was normal.. in their kind of way.. a pretense.. but for whose benefit? Either Jaidev has to give this marriage a try or Jaya has to move out towards her own life path. This is just misery at its best.

Originally posted by: advena

😆

I should be asking you the same question!

Oh, but I just updated yesterday! 😛

Originally posted by: -Sarcy-

Oh, but I just updated yesterday! 😛

Chapter Three - Genesis

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Loving can hurt -

Loving can hurt sometimes

But it's the only thing that I know.

It was months, and months of back and forth

But you're still all over me like a wine-stained dress

I can't wear anymore

Hung my head as I lost the war, and the sky turned black like a perfect storm

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Eight Years Ago,

Delhi University, Delhi.

Unlike most young men, Jaidev Sinha had never really been the kind of child to get in cuts and scrapes as he made his way through his tortuous teenage years.

Somehow, even as a child, he'd always known that more was expected from him.

Responsibility.

Level-headedness.

Propriety.

Inexplicably at one point, those same expectations had somehow taken on a life of their own, building themselves higher and higher until they began to encompass every aspect of his life.

Until they had built themselves into obligations.

Prerequisites, that determined his place in his own home, in his parents esteem, his very existence.

He supposed that was what he had loved about her so much.

She'd never really expected anything from him.

Despite the odds, she was one of the brightest people he'd known, and he didn't mean brightest as in smartest, he meant it literally.

Shikha Agarwall quite literally shone.

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Rain came pouring

Down when I was drowning

That's when I could finally breathe

By morning - gone was any trace of you,

I think I am finally clean,

I think I am finally clean.

I think I am finally clean

When it gets hard

You know it can get hard sometimes

It is the only thing that makes us feel alive.

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Four Days Ago,

Sinha Manor, Delhi

Did you at least tell her mother?" asked Jaidev irately, as he raised a hand to rub idly at his temples - the pounding had begun again. It had been three whole days since he'd been abandoned by his wife, and instead of feeling ecstatic; here he was trying to figure out exactly where she'd gone.

To say he was displeased was perhaps the understatement of the century.

He understood her leaving - hell he was happy about it. What he didn't understand is why she felt the need to go into hiding as if he was going to come after her like some avenging angel.

"And tell her what? That we 'lost' her only daughter?" snapped Suhasini. "What are the two of you even trying to achieve from all of this?"

"Oh I don't know mother," he drawled his sarcasm evident, "A divorce maybe?"

"I've told you before and I will tell you again Jaidev - You are not divorcing Jaya."

Carefully sliding his glasses back into place, Jaidev unfolded himself from the soft plush sofa, as his intoned almost mechanically, as he made his way to the doorway of her room, "Of course not, Mother, - I wouldn't dare." before his mother could collect herself enough to reply however, Jaidev, turned back and added almost as if in afterthought, "But just out of curiosity, how, pray tell, do you intend to stop her from divorcing me?"

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We keep this love in a photograph

We made these memories for ourselves

Where our eyes are never closing

Hearts are never broken

Times forever frozen still

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Eight Years Ago,

Delhi University, Delhi.

He still remembered the first day he'd seen her.

He had been passing by the campus cafeteria, hoping to grab a quick cup of the God-awful instant powder, black sludge the cafeteria passed off as coffee, when an oversized buffoon it seemed decided to almost barge right into him. His side-step had been so fluid, so instinctual, that it took him a minute to realize that the people around him hadn't even realized - which was why they continued to press on.

He'd noticed her instantly.

Tall, svelte, and trembling with rage as she delivered an apparently much deserved scathing set down to a much too handsy' group member - Jay had known that his life was never going to be the same.

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So you can keep me

Inside the pocket

Of your ripped jeans

Holdin' me closer

'Til our eyes meet

You won't ever be alone

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Three months later, Jay realized just how right his instincts had been.

In just three months, that feisty young girl from the cafeteria had taken him by the hand and taught straight-laced Jaidev Sinha, lessons he'd never thought to learn.

One's he never knew he could.

She taught him how to laugh out loud, without worrying about who was looking.

She taught him, how to use shopping carts to play bumper-cars in a crowded mall.

She'd taught him to simply let go, and be.

But most of all she taught him about love.

Not about how to love - the eldest of three brother's, Jay knew exactly how to love. He always had - as most men of few words, Jay loved deeply and fiercely.

What he hadn't known was how to be loved, without having to earn it.

Grades, decorum, and obedience - he'd bargained with them for so long, that he hadn't even realized until she came along that they had become chips for him to buy affection with.

And maybe that was why he'd fallen so impossibly in love with her.

Because she'd seen him, and she'd accepted him - no questions asked - a courtesy, he'd never returned.

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And if you hurt me

That's OK, baby, only words bleed

Inside these pages you just hold me

And I won't ever let you go

Wait for me to come home

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Four Days Ago,

Sinha Manor, Delhi

Part of Jay, felt a sense of sadistic satisfaction in walking away from his mother's room.

In many ways, it was something he wished he'd had the nerve to do years ago when she's first started micromanaging his life.

Maybe, if he'd put a stop to things then -

Well, it hardly mattered anymore. Much as he may want to, he was realistic enough to know that you couldn't live life based on maybe's.

He should know.

He'd tried.

His jaw clenching convulsively, Jay forced himself to relax as he slid his phone open.

- Enough was enough.

He may not want to stand in her way, but it was time he found out exactly where his errant wife was.

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10 months sober, I must admit

Just because you're clean don't mean you don't miss it

10 months older, I won't give in

Now that I'm clean I'm never gonna risk it

The drought was the very worst

When the flowers that we'd grown together died of thirst

The water filled my lungs,

I screamed so loud but no one heard a thing

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Present Day,

Indore Cantonment.

"Who should I say is here?" asked the guard.

"Tell him, Lieutenant General Narayan Raichand's daughter is here."

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Oh you can fit me

Inside the necklace you got when you were 16

Next to your heartbeat

Where I should be

Keep it deep within your soul

Wait for me to come home

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Author's Note:

Now that was a massive chapter - remember, if you enjoyed it please do - Read and Review!!

Yayy, so it's up! And seems to be a long one. Will be back soon with my review. 😎

Right sorry for for the slight mess up with the earlier update - but it's all straightened out now.

Thanks for bearing with me!

Firstly, let me begin by asking, do you write those small pieces of poetry on your own too? They are marvelous... 👏, and so relevant to the context. Superb.