I watched today's episode cringing for the married women among us. I felt like this episode wasn't written by a woman, actually-- that it was Harneet allowing some newly married male friend of hers to pen the scene, and I was all like...OOOFFF... Hadh hai, yaar! This is my guilty pleasure, not a BBC Documentary titled Newlyweds. You are bringing too much truth onscreen, through my fantasy serial, you newly-wed writer guy. Too much. Because yaar, that's us. Onscreen. When the husband has been especially irritating or badly behaved or has done something Just. Too. Much. And we, ladies, are Not. Taking. His. Bullshit. Anymore. And aaj hoga doodh ka doodh aur pani ka paani. And This.Ends. Now and Where are you going? How DARE you, And we are going to FIGHT and he is going to Just.Be. Late To WHATEVER and he will right now, Bloody. Stand. Here and take it.
That's us. And sorry, my unmarried (or, to be clear, not in a relationship) sisters. Not yet. For you, its not that time yet. Its not quite the same when those husbands are boyfriends, and not yet ... you know đ. Its not quite the same watching your mom or older sister do it. But its each married woman you know, up onscreen, yelling over something important, emotional. The woman is not feeling heard and not feeling like she is being respected, and just being mad as hell. Being, frankly, a little irrational, and hypocritical (because when we do the exact same thing, it's cute, okay? CUTE. And when they do the exact same thing, Holy Hellfire, Batman). Is it fair, balanced, proper, dignified? Hell no! But its married.
It was irritating to watch, maybe, when you remember she is literally going behind his back and doing the exact same jasoosing of him and Mahi. When you focus on the truth that this detective giri on her part is unnecessary and he told her to stop it, and that there is nothing to be gained from this kind of interference. But when he did it, it hurt and she reacted like a virago, and he let her.
Every action NM portrayed was spot on, and believe me, I was watching, shame facedly, glad that Mr. Monster was not home and sitting there watching it too, and glaring at me. Because he would be glaring because from one married man to another, its some kind of bonding experience, to see another man go through this. And yes. Shivaay Singh Oberoi is a married man, ladies. He did the Married Thing. He got yelled at. He tried to defend himself, then refused to talk about it, then turned tail. Marrieds, you know where I'm coming from, because you know that the next step is to FOLLOW your man when he is on the run like this. And so Shivaay ran, Annika followed (damn straight) and then he accepted he couldn't outrun her rage, and her right to rage, and just let her do it (good for you, dumb male).
He let her get it out of her system, while he now and then put in a few words to remind her "HEY! I'm still a man!" And reminding himself that he's still a man, married hua but pura bheegi billi nahi ban gaya. Every husband gets a copy of this exact script somewhere in the first three weeks of marriage. And our Shivaay, he followed the script, too. Angrily, then irritatedly, then defensively, and finally-- head down, tail between his legs-- he let her run him down, give him hell, and he took it. Married.
Shivaay Singh Oberoi, through his actions today, proved his words from last night. And this morning. He is her husband. Whoever she is, who's daughter, who's khoon. What khandan. Bajaj or a Bhajan singer. Doesn't matter. He is firmly married to exactly this girl. And she is his bewakoof, hot headed nutjob of a Biwi. But biwi she is, a firmly established one, for damn sure. And he will accept that, through the good times of teasing and loving and kissing and hugging. And the bad times of being treated to a wifely temper tantrum that only a Married Male will nod wisely over, and go AHHH! Sorry yaar!! over, And then offer him a beer over.
I thought long and hard over the parallels over the two scenes they were showing, the one of Anika on Champa and Shivaay in his 2 crore car/chopper. And I realized, the parallels are not that of zameen - asmaan, or car/ scooty. It's more inherent than that. Back then, they were two people with absolutely nothing in common, no words, no language. He said something, she assumed something else, their fight was that of two people not just not communicating but of two people speaking two languages to each other.
And today, what they are, in the privacy of their own little world is two people still fighting, but doing so because they are trying to understand each other, to speak in each other's bhasha. To break the mystery, to communicate and to tell each other what is important. What hurts, why they are doing what that have chosen to do. To not liking the other person's choices, maybe, but still letting the other person speak, and be heard in turn. Its not pretty, because it's still angry and against the other person's wishes, where both are right, in their own way. But its essential, and loud and a part of being together. And most important? What was onscreen today was completely, absolutely, totally MARRIED.
This is not a couple heading for some grand misunderstanding, a ONS in a Jungle Pe Mangal, a pregnant Annika and a reluctant to accept her/baby Shivaay. This is not leading to a 8 year leap and a cute, over smart, over-adult blue eyed little girl who does a Parent Trap via KRPKAB. Who is too cutesy for half of the fandom and too much TRP bait for the other half. Who reunites Shivika because they cant work without a child shaped anchor to hold them together.
No. This is a couple that TALKS. And fights. And isn't afraid of the other's reactions, and doesn't hide from the other's truths. Who do what they need to do, to stay together. Whether that includes shouting and trampling all over boundaries and forcing unpleasant truth onto each other. Whether it includes hurting each other, and fixing the other's hurts, and protecting and forcing each other to face stuff. This is a couple that is takkar ka, who burns cars down and chases each other down and brings the missing person HOME. This couple is MARRIED.
Hallelujah.đ
Mr And Mrs Parshuram
