Maryada: Vidya-Gaurav FF - Updates. p. 145 (6/29) - Page 8

Originally posted by: sridevi27

What Vidya dreaded wearing, but ultimately did...

Originally posted by: sridevi27

Hello my dear readers,

I changed my Gaurav... I know, I know... now only the premise of Maryada is the same, both my actors are different, but I feel like these actors fit the role more.. (I know, terrible bias on my part).

https://www.indiaforums.com/forum/post/41046314�

-Devi

Originally posted by: sridevi27

Hello my dear readers,

I changed my Gaurav... I know, I know... now only the premise of Maryada is the same, both my actors are different, but I feel like these actors fit the role more.. (I know, terrible bias on my part).

https://www.indiaforums.com/forum/post/41046314�

-Devi

Chapter 11 – The third First Night – Part 2

Something woke her yet again and she sat up startled it bed, twisting around to look at the bedside clock. It read 1 am. One of the choker necklaces around her neck dug into her skin and she unclasped it in irritation. Her husband had yet to make an appearance, and given the time, she doubted that he would. She might as well sleep in comfort, she decided, and started to unclasp the bigger necklace that hung around her neck when she heard again what had woken her. The necklace fell and she slid off the bed just as she heard a louder noise, like something crashing.

She opened the door and ran out into the hallway to look over the railing, which gave her a straight view down into the enormous main hall downstairs. There was a small crowd of people there and she heard someone yelling, although she could not make out what he said. She looked more carefully and could see Gaurav and Aditya, Brahamanand, Devyani, Imli, Sweety, and Bauji there and… it was Uttara trying to hold back a man who was shouting incoherently. As she watched, the man pushed Uttara away from him and kicked a chair, sending it crashing to the other side. Gaurav caught Uttara to straighten her, but no one approached the irate man. More of the guests were starting to cluster around and she saw Uttara look around at the crowd before running back to the man, who Vidya now surmised could only be her husband.

Before she could think more about what she was doing, she found herself running down the hallway and down the stairs. The voices were louder now and she could hear the man more clearly – he was hurling insults at Gaurav's father. She stopped herself at the foot of the stairs to watch the scene in front of her. Uttara's husband was not a slight man; in fact, he had quite a stocky built and for all that he was drunk, each of his attempts to get Uttara off of him had enough force to send her reeling back. The only thing preventing her from being seriously hurt was the fact that Gaurav was right behind her to catch her each time that she was shoved back. The man's yelling proceeded to become louder until suddenly he pushed at several bottles on the table. She felt a chill go through her entire body as she watched the bottles crash onto the floor, breaking and spilling glass and liquor all around. She looked up in shock as no one made any attempt to intervene, although Devyani looked uncomfortable, Sweety upset, and Aditya agitated. Jaggi looked helpless as Imli stood next to him watching in distress.

She had never seen anything like it before.

The man went on yet another tirade against Brahmanand and she looked over at her father-in-law and felt her fear deepen. The rage that she saw in his eyes was a controlled one… it made her think that he was a man who was capable of having someone killed. She clutched her throat in fear as Uttara went up to her husband again trying to pull him away. This time, rather than swatting her off absently as he had done before, the man turned around and slapped her hard across the face.

Vidya gasped as she felt a sudden urge to run away from there.

Uttara staggered back from the force of the slap and stumbled. It was an instantaneous reaction rather than a thoughtful one as Vidya ran up and caught Uttara before she fell. She straightened the other woman and turned around just in time to see that the man was actually coming at his wife in earnest now. Once again without thinking, she pushed Uttara behind her and away from him. It was a foolhardy thing to do and she cursed herself for doing it as she watched the man's face contort in anger at her defense as he charged at them.

Just before he reached them though, she saw Gaurav and Aditya rush at him from behind to tackle him to the ground. He did not go down without a fight and at the last minute kicked the chair that had already toppled over in her direction. She couldn't move out of the way quickly enough with her long skirt and the chair hit hard against her shin, making her knees buckle.

Uttara tried to grab at her, but only got ahold of her dupatta and it unraveled off of her in the blink of an eye, in surreal repetition of what Imli had done earlier that night. Even with the pain that shot up her legs, she could feel a deep mortification envelop her simultaneously. When her knees hit the ground, the dupatta had already been pulled off and in another instinctive reaction, she wrapped her arms over her blouse and crouched over to cover her body. Her hair fell over her shoulders giving her some protection, but her knees and shin throbbed so painfully that she couldn't make herself move.

There was dead silence for just a moment before chaos erupted. Uttara rushed over to her side and so did Devyani, Sweety, and Imli. She felt lightheaded and most sounds around receded out of range, leaving only a strange monotone in her head like the beep of an ECG machine that no longer read a heart-rate. She wanted to tell them that she needed air, but there were so many people around her that she felt too weak to make a sound.

Just when she thought she would faint in real, the crowd around her parted and she felt someone lift her and carry her out of the room and up the stairs.

"Hold on… hold on..." she heard his whispers as if from far away. She didn't know what he wanted her to hold onto, but she didn't have the energy to ask.

By the time they ascended the first set of stairs, she felt less dizzy and inhaled in deep breaths.

"My dupatta…" she managed to say when she finally felt able to speak, lifting her head up to look into the eyes of her husband.

"We'll get it tomorrow. Don't worry about it for now. No one is here to see you."

Once they climbed the second set of stairs, he stopped to adjust her in his arms and she was forced to hold on around his neck to make it easier, but nevertheless said, "I can walk. I am okay now."

"We are almost there." He told her without slowing in his progress to their room.

"Who is he?" She asked before she could stop herself, thinking back to the earlier scene, wanting to confirm that the man was indeed who she thought he was.

"A dead man." Gaurav whispered through gritted teeth and she felt the earlier chill return to her suddenly as she recalled the face of SSP Brahmanand Jhaakar. She tightened her arms around her husband without thinking. He seemed to realize what he had said then and looked down at her.

"Don't ever put yourself in danger like you just did, Vidya, especially when I am not around. There are things about this house that it's better for you not to know or get involved in."

She wanted to ask him how that was possible now when it was already three days too late.

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The more you are asked not to tresspass certain territories the more the human minds want to sometimes intentionally or sometimes accidentally.