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Hi all, I'm a new member to this forum and a fairly new watcher of the show as well. I started watching around the time of the wedding drama and what do I say, the duo of Naina and Karan just stole my heart. Their resilience, their helplessness and their uneasy bond is all endearing to watch.
I've written a snapshot of the aftermath of the Naina accusing Sandhya drama. It's from Karan's POV of events till date and just a bit trying to explore what he might be thinking. The idea is not to offend anyone, but try and understand why Karan may not entirely jump up to being camp Naina even though some part of his heart feels a pull towards her. I haven't seen today's episode and don't really know how it plays out, but would love for some K introspection
Title is inspired by a track from another movie...basically signifying the tears Naina sheds.
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He didn't know how long he had been sitting there. This was his favourite spot in the entire house. A little ledge that was quite literally a hop,skip and jump from his balcony. It was the perfect spot to observe everything around without being observed and it had been his solace for years. The one place he'd go to when he wanted to hide, when he wanted to run and when he yearned for something he knew would never be a reality.
Over the years that little place had become his own, a zone of comfort where he pondered and mused about various things. Unlike other days where the object of his musings was something trivial, today it was about the frustrating new entry in his life...his...wife...he struggled to even voice the relation in his head. He struggled to acknowledge that he of all people was tied into a relationship...and one with Naina at that !! Naina...Naina and her big smile...Naina and her flowing tresses,Naina and the lilt in her voice ...and finally Naina with her tear stained face and brimming eyes.
Karan's life hadn't been the rosiest one you could find. He definitely acknowledged the privilege that being a Chauhan son gave him...material comforts galore, but his condition made him vulnerable to be away from the emotional comforts his brother and sister enjoyed. Over the years he had schooled himself into being around others without having any physical contact, or rather he had schooled himself to have minimum interactions thus not warranting speech let alone physical contact. But he remembered clearly the time as a child, when he didn't realise the gravity of his situation. His own father treated him like a leper and didn't mince words to make his distaste known. He made sure Karan knew that playing with Kunal bhai or Khyati was off limits. He remembered the welts of the cane that scorched his skin when he refused to listen. He remembered the helplessness that never left his mother's eyes as she was a silent spectator to it all. At her not being able to hug him or comfort him for the fear of her husband. It had hurt, he tried to be brave but as a child didn't know how to. He laughed now at the memory of soaked pillow cases, remnants of his sobs that consumed most of his nights. Yes, on the face of it probably to an outsider it seemed like first world problems but he knew how terrible it had felt to the little boy who didn't know better.
And all of that had changed..with Maasi maa. In a world where he seemed marooned, she had been his beacon of light. She didn't flinch while touching him, though he was scared to death he'd infect her even with all the protection she wore. She had single handedly taken over his care and his well being and made it her life's mission. True he was still isolated from the rest of the family and she had taught him to be careful and aloof, but having that one person on his side he didn't really care. She had made a regimen for him and ensured that in the bubble they together created, there was no danger and no risk. He had learnt through her, how to be alone. If he was being true to himself, a part of him tugged to feel a utopian tie with his family but he had learnt to be austere and he had only his maasi ma to thank for it!!
Which brought him back to this afternoon's drama. In retrospect he shouldn't have reacted so poorly with Naina. She was probably asking a question without any malicious intent. However his maasi maa was hurt, she had felt insulted and thought Naina was insinuating she was deliberately sabotaged Karan's care. If it was one thing that Karan hadn't learn to achieve zen control on, it was his caustic tongue. He flinched as he recollected how he had channeled his rage into the worst terms and lashed out at her. He now felt terrible for having inflicted that on her...maybe he was his father's son after all. He had paid no attention to the tears that streamed down her face as she tried to explain, he had not even given her a second look. At the time all he cared about was his one loved one and he had chosen to sacrifice this other human who was thrown into equally bizarre circumstances as he was !
Karan couldn't escape the visuals of the blotchy face and the hurt in her eyes. Ugh...why hadn't he been a bit more composed ? Naina had been an unfathomable mystery to him. Her never ending patience was both admirable as well as annoying in equal measure. He had been undeniably rude the first couple of months of their marriage . He was used to years of no one trespassing in his personal space, and here was this chit of a girl who flitted across his room slowly converting it to being hers as well. He had hated it and he had made sure he let her know. At the end it taken his own behaviour thrown back into his face for him to relent...Thus she had entered and slowly engulfed the very air in the room.
The uneasy truce was almost paving way to friendship until this afternoon's events.
Karan needed her to understand what maasi ma meant for him. He didn't want to admit it but he needed one important part of his life to understand the other. He wanted her friendship and he wanted her to be on the same page as him. He never wanted to be in a position where he'd have to choose between these two important women.
As he racked his brains on best way to make amends, Karan failed to notice her presence until he heard the unmistakable tinkle of her bangles. He looked up to see her peering at him on the ledge and was amazed she had found him, hidden from the Chauhan zoo.
"Ss...woh Naina...aaj ke liye..."
"Karan, I'm sorry, Mujhe maasi ma se aise baat nahi karni chahiye thi...I really am sorry. Main kal unse Bhi maafi maang loongi."
Karan felt a massive weight disappear off his brain and he physically felt better. He should have known Naina wouldn't mind apologising to maasi maa...the two would get along and everything would be perfect.
He was amazed at how well she read his mood and mind and said all the right things.
Naina...I'm really sorry as well. I shouldn't have overreacted...it's my fault. I should have told you what maasi ma is to me. Hell, I should have communicated enough with you to let you know you could always ask me a question..any question...I didn't do that...after all haq banta hai tumhara...you are my...he stopped short in his sentence
I am your ??? She prompted...
"Roommate"
She Burst out into the most glorious laugh, her face instantly lighting up post the tears and she shook her head as she walked into the room.
Basking in the magical sound, Karan knew everything would be alright !!
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Phew, ok that way longer than I expected it to be. Would love to read your views and comments.
I've changed the timeline a bit to make it a few months of NaiRan wedding rather than a few days. It's difficult to form a bond before that.
In my head, It would be extremely tough for Karan to accept any thing amiss with Sandhya's behaviour potentially even with compelling evidence. Given what she's done or portrayed to have done for him, it'd take more (possibly a confession) for him to believe malicious intent.
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