Dearest Mimi,
My loving Mother, or Aai Sahib as Bhao has everyone call her, doesn't want to eat from my hands. Ouch. I am that atrocious to her. I took food for her...told her I have a place in my heart for her...and tried to feed her with my gracious hands! The woman who shared her love with the son of the man responsible for killing Shreeram Patil--my father, the father of her children --wouldn't eat because I avenged her husband's murder....arrey khush hona toh door woh Bhao ke liye roh rahi hain! She is offended by me when the whole world should think her crazy for raising Dutta. Kya karein, joh bala na samjhe bura na samjhe woh Kalavati ko kaisey samajh payegi? Whatever with her. I may not care for her long...she can regret it then. Right, Aayi Sahib, take lessons from Kishore--he knows what it feels like to go against Kalavati..to be a nobody.
I am on my way to conquering Patilwadi...and Naku's gone to make it possible. Or at least going to Bhao...with Ullu following. I played the game well and letting them all out, giving them hope of escape, and then dragging them back to my dungeon was too much fun. My BGs didn't let me down like they usually did with Bhao. Now if Suds' ullu-ness doesn't screw up my brilliance, I shall have Bhao. And Aai Sahib can watch her son's appropriate end in my hands like I promised her.
Constantly misunderstood,
Kalavati