FF: Perfect Match - Part 15 A: Page 9 - Page 7

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Part Fifteen A

Jai Walia slammed the car door behind him and marched past the veranda into the house. The distinct voice of his fiance laughing musically rang unpleasantly in his ears and that's exactly how he caught her with her wide arms wrapped around some person and her head bent low, as she leaned onto the guy still giggling. He failed to understand what he had seen in this girl ten years back. No doubt Roshni was stunning to look at, but all the beauty ended there. Was he that bad in his judgment that he hadn't seen her through her fakeness ages ago?

"What the hell is the meaning of this?" he growled, as he pulled her wrist angrily and threw the other guy a cold look to which he instantly retreated back and mumbled some words tartly before conveniently disappearing into the living room.

Her eyes first parted in confusion and then in surprise, as they looked at him and he was certain without a shadow of a doubt that it was all an act. She was going to pull up another stunt and give him another explanation, but he wouldn't buy it this time, since he'd just learnt several hours earlier, Roshni Chopra was a fraud, a liar and a world class actress.

"Jai…" she mumbled sweetly, as she looked at him wide eyed, "how sweet of you to drop by!" Wrapping her arms around his neck she edged closer towards him. She was too clingy was his first thought. He'd caught her with someone else, yet she would never express any fear at being caught, rather she would continue to behave normally, as if nothing were wrong and the guy would remain in the living room, while she tried to fool him, but not now. Not today. He certainly wouldn't be fooled tonight.

He brushed her hand away and stepped back, "Roshni…" He bit out in a restrained voice, "I want an explanation to this." He waved an envelope in front of her eyes and handed it to her wanting to kill her for claiming to be in love with him, yet continuing with her discreet affairs, but most importantly he wanted to kill her for playing with not only his emotions, but his family's as well. They had so many aspirations with his marriage next week, especially the whole house was filled with sounds of laughter, teasing every night. How was he supposed to inform them that there would be no marriage?

Though he was glad they hadn't met Roshni yet and he sighed wearily thinking at least that bit was better. He'd kept her as a surprise and she was supposed to be introduced tonight to all his friends and family. He'd kept their long affair a secret from his entire friends and family, of course now they'd been aware that he'd a girl in his life, but they had no idea of her whereabouts. Once in a while he did drop by a tiny tid bits about her, but that's all there was to the matter.

Wouldn't they be heartbroken once they became aware of his fiance's ugly reality? Especially, his massi she always remained so insistent to see him married, but would he marry anyone now, would he dare to fall in love with another girl now after Roshni?

"Oh…" Roshni took a deep breath and he was satisfied to see that no acting came into account, as all the color on her face drained out and she stared at the paper looking completely pale, "I…" And then to his sudden surprise she began crying, as she clutched his jacket tightly, "I…I didn't know how to relate this to you"
"Roshni." With great patience he extracted her hands off his back, "You could have informed me about your first marriage any day and any time, Roshni. Please don't give me the excuse of time."

"You don't understand, Jai" she said clutching his hand, "You would have left me the minute you found out I was married."

"Can you blame me for that, Roshni?" he asked her calmly arms folded, "I would have still forgiven you for it, had you come to me in the first place, but now…"

"Now, what?" she stared at him wide eyed fear clearly evident in her coffee brown eyes.

"It's too late." He placed the papers calmly in her hands, "The marriage is off, Roshni."

"W-hat?" she stammered, "But what about your family? How are you going to relate this to them?". So, she was well aware of his weakness.

He pressed his eyes shut then opened them steadily, "I'll deal with that, Roshni." With those words he turned on his heels, "Just do me a huge favor – stay away from me and my family."

By the time he'd marched out he was glad she hadn't attempted to stop him and it was easier that way. He didn't want to create a scene. Seating behind the wheels he stared out into the darkness slowly covering his face in his hands. That had been painful. More painful than he could ever admit.



Gauri Chatterjee pressed the lock of hair falling on her eyes away, as she stepped down the auto rickshaw drenched in sweat and exhausted from head to toe. She was very certain the minute she tumbled down on the bed she would be asleep for twenty four hours straight. Pulling her purse down in her lap, out of the corner of her eye she caught Shiv stepping out beside her stretching his arms.

"I told you." She pointed out with an amused grin, "Auto rickshaws are fun."
He gave her a grim smile in return. But she could tell he'd enjoyed the ride.

"Gauri…" His eyes stilled and she turned around to see what he was looking at, "What is this? I'm heartbroken." Hands on his heart, "You never informed me you were getting married. This is terrible. What's going to happen to me?"

If she hadn't known she could have sworn she would have really believed in his words. Rolling her eyes she smacked his arm, "Right." She mumbled something about an Oscar under her breath, "Want to come -"

But he was already in front of her fishing his hands in his pockets he made his way up the steps.

"Where do you think you are going?" She paid the driver, "Keep the change." She told him, "Kapoor, what the hell are you doing?"

"Chatterjee, stop yelling!" he turned around irritated, "Never had the impression you were blind. Why, I am entering your house."

She narrowed her eyes, hands on her hips, "But I don't recall inviting you."

The lazy grin was back, "I invited myself."

She rolled her eyes. Trust him to come up with something like that.

"Don't deny it, sweetheart, you were about to invite me yourself."

"Nothing but of politeness and mere formality."

"Well too bad." He said dryly stepping into the house, as she mumbled curses behind him.



Jai Walia stood in the darkness with his arms folded watching the bees buzz wildly into the night. But it wasn't the bees that occupied his mind tonight. It was the fact that a week from now would be his wedding. The preparations were on in full swing. He'd plenty of instances tonight to relate that the wedding was off, but he couldn't, it broke his heart every time he saw his family's enthusiasm and happiness. He couldn't bear to wipe the smiles off their face. Especially Massi's. She was so wildly excited about the wedding looking into the decorations, the celebrations – she looked into everything and beamed proudly saying, "It's my son's wedding!"

He didn't find it in his heart to break the news to them. But he realized he had to at some point in time. Especially the other night Massi had been so insistent about meeting up with Roshni and he had firmly refused at first, but then finally he had been compelled to nod his head when she'd adamantly demanded to meet Roshni at tomorrow night's party. Tomorrow night for sure, he firmly decided, he would inform everything to them.




"Tu agayi beta…" Gauri's chachi cupped her cheek, "Dekh tere liye humne kya kiya hain…"

"Keya?" Gauri frowned staring around the room. Yes. It was obvious chachi would sweetly pinpoint and make her aware of all the things she did for her. She was certain this time also chachi would brag about it.

"Teri Shaadi."

"What?" She pushed aside the decorations, "To whom?"

"To Shashank, of course." Her chachi replied with a smile, "Who did you think?"

Gauri stared incredibly at her chachi.

"Now, don't just stand here. Chal." saying so her chachi all but nearly pulled her inside the house, "Take this dress and change."

"What?"

"yes, change into it. tum nahin janti humne kitne papad bela hain. Yeh shaadi ke liye." Chachi making her aware again of all the 'things' she had done for them, "ab jaldi se pehen le yeh aur chal niche jaldi se chal. Shashank tera intezaar kar raha hain." Saying so she walked out of the room.

"Isn't it amazing you are getting married?" A voice asked her from the other end of the room, she turned around numbly still trying to decide whether this was a dream, "Congratulations, Gauri! I must admit your family is incredible. Without your permission they are getting you married to some creep." Shiv said dryly and then he walked out of the room leaving Gauri alone.

Like a statue Gauri was dragged out of the room to sit on the mandap. By the time she walked in the venue that's when the reality of her wedding started to sink in. Was this all it came down for a woman? First she was born in a family and the next time she walked out of the family was for her marriage. Society demanded it was necessary for every girl. Marriage. The ultimate end.

Did every parent do this to their child? Prepare her for marriage? Was this the reason many people preferred boys over girls?

She hated to be at this end. The end where she was forced to marry someone she didn't want to, where her opinion didn't count, where her dreams didn't matter. Sitting down on the mandap she started to think about her future.

Yes, she'd heard about chachaji asking about her marriage and she'd replied to him that any boy he chose for her would be fine, but she didn't think he would be so hasty about it. What would happen two years now? She would be sitting at home having babies. She'd no doubt about that.

And if she couldn't have babies she would all, but be thrown out of the house, as if she was meant to only produce babies and serve in-laws and her husband in the first place. If she spoke against her husband she would be thrown out, she mused, the part of the society she lived in males very much dominated woman and if any woman dared to stand up against them – that's where the physical abuse would come in. Would she get any respect? No. She would never get any respect. Would she be treated nicely? That would all but depend on whether her first child was a boy or a girl.

She turned her head away when she caught Shashank winking at her cousin and that's when her chachaji came to her with some papers and a pen in one hand.

"chachaji…" She all but wanted to beg him to take her away firmly shake her head and refuse, but watching the cloud of happiness in his eyes she suppressed her feelings, "What is this?" she asked him instead politely.

"We want you to sign some papers."

"Papers?"

"That you are willing to transfer all the money in Shashank's name."

"What money?"

"The five lakhs that your parents left in your name, beti, that is going to be transferred in Shashank's name."

"Chachaji, why are we transferring it in Shashank's name?"

"Because that is the dowry beta."

Something just snapped inside her. "No."

She instantly arose on her feet pushing the ghunghat down.

"What are you saying?"

"No, I'm not going to transfer any money in Shashank's name."

"Gauri…" he pulled her aside, "don't create a scene."

"I'm not going to marry you Shashank Bose." She spoke clearly.

Shashank instantly arose to his feet appearing surprised.

"Gauri…" her chachaji glared at her.

"The man who doesn't care about my family's condition - despite my chachaji's health he is demanding five lakh as dowry and we are willing to give it to him. You are paying him money to take me in his house as his wife. Tomorrow I'll be made into a baby producing machine and he'll come home every night beat me up. Have a dozen affairs, while I sit crying at home, as he demands more money from you. Instead of this I'd rather stay unmarried for the rest of my life!" She flung back.

Shashank all but grabbed her hair in front of everyone as they gasped, but no one came to her rescue, the fear of Shashank all but prevented anyone from stepping in front, "B****, I knew you would create a scene!" He flung her aside, "You're backing out on me right now." He looked furious, "I have spent a lot of money and I want you to sign those papers now."

"I don't care if you kill me, Shashank, but I'm not signing those papers." She screamed back, "And you've no right to touch me."

Someone slapped her harshly across the face, "Don't you dare disrespect him." She looked up to note his mom.

"No." her chachaji ran in front begging them, "Please don't touch her. I promise she will sign the papers and marry you, but please do not touch her."

Shashank flung her chachaji aside, while Gauri screamed pushing Shashank violently on the floor, "Don't you touch him." She snapped back, "Your problem is with me."

"I'll kill you for this!" He screamed pulling her leg making her land hard on the stone steps, "Sign the papers now."

She didn't even realize she was bleeding, "I'm not signing those papers." She pushed him away rising on her feet she ran out of the room disgusted with everything. She ran to the bathroom locking the door feeling completely sick.

She eyed her reflection in the mirror. A heavy bruise stood above her left eye, her lip was bleeding heavily and her cheek swollen due to the impact of the fall. There was no escape from this today, she knew it, no one would come to her rescue. It was all, but known, that in this locality girls were killed daily in marriage abuses. But she really didn't think Shashank would so much as kill her.

By the time she was done washing her face. The door was flung open.

Her chachi stood on the doorstep looking furious, "She is pregnant." She yelled out, "Whose kid are you carrying?" she marched in flinging her to the side.

"What?"

"Don't lie." She pressed her face, "I found the pregnancy kit in the bedroom."

Her chachiji all but dragged her out into the hall, "Besharam." She yelled, "Sign those papers and get out of the house. We don't want to ever see your face."

"I'm not pregnant." She firmly resisted pulling her hand back, "I'm not!"

"You are!" Her chachi yelled back, "And you're going to sign those papers now!"

"Chachaji," Gauri pleaded with heavy heart, "Please believe me I'm not pregnant and I'm not signing those papers."

She noted how he looked away in disgust.

"Whose child are you carrying?" Shashank grabbed her hair, "And for the last time are you going to sign those papers or not Gauri?"

"I'm not pregnant" she snapped back, "And I'm not signing those papers."

"chaliye, pandiji rasam shuro ki jiye." He grabbed her hand, "And you I'll straighten you out after marriage. Phir dekhte kaisi nahin sign karti."

"You cannot forcefully marry me!" She cried out.

"I can and I will."

"Noo!" she flung back, "Don't touch me" she tried to pull away, but he flung her to the floor for the second time that day.

"Preeti, get me my belt." He ordered sternly.

His sister ran in the house.

Gauri glared at him. He was going to beat her up, she knew it.

"aisi keya ghur rahi hain. Dekh niche." He snapped back forcefully pushing her head down.

"You can't touch me." She flung back.

"You're my wife now. I can do anything with you."

"I'm not married to you yet." She told him, "And if you so much as even touch me with that belt… you'll pay."

"It's only a formality. Before the day is over you'll be my wife." He pulled her chin up, "And you won't dare to hit me."

She pushed his hand away, "I'll die, but never marry you."

"Preeti!" he screamed.

His sister came running with the belt.

"Are you going to marry me or not?" he asked.

"No." she stubbornly replied, "Never."

The belt came piercing down hard on her arm. She thought she caught a red bruise on her upper arm.

"Yes or No."

"Never"

The second lash came, then the third, but by the forth.

She was furious. The streak of rebellion swam through her, as she grabbed the belt on his fourth one and pulled it down hard. Without any thought she flung it hard on him.

He screamed pulling away, while his whole family came descending on her.

"Pull her on her feet and hold her arms." He ordered still clinging to his arm in pain.

She wasn't surprised when his mom and his sister held her arms down on both sides. She wondered for a second despite being women they were supporting him through this.

"Mr. Shashank Bose." A voice called out from behind, "You are under arrest."

"On what basis?" Shashank's mother stepped in front

"For attempting to kill Gauri Chatterjee."

Instantly the police surrounded the entire area.

Someone rushed to her side holding on to her and she didn't know who it was. She was simply glad this whole ordeal was over, "You okay?" Shiv asked touching the bruise above her eye.

"Yeah." She was surprised to see him and so glad, as she gave him a weak smile, "Angad…" She wouldn't break down she told herself, but she didn't know what it was whether the fact that she had dealt with so much in the past few moments, but something just made her cling to him in that instant, "Thank you." She mumbled.

"It's over." He soothed her calmly and she sensed the tension in his body when he caught the bruise on her arms, "I'm really sorry I left you alone. I'd no idea this would happen." He sounded upset, "I got a bit suspicious when they mentioned Shashank." His arm tightened around her, "But you're safe now. I won't let anyone touch you."

"I know." She held closer to him pressing her eyes shut finally feeling safe

awesome part!!!now they might think tht she is having an affair with Shiv, and she is pregnant with his kid!so they might be forced to marry, and since shiv also have to get married for the property ri8??
and is Gauri's cousin the one who is pregnant?and is it Shankypoo's kid??
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