Namashkar. Helooo and welcome to the second episode of our chat show.
With many rumours raging, I have Sandhya with us to clear the air.
Sandhyaji, welcome.
Thanks Hiralji. Good to be here.
It's been a difficult few weeks for you. You have an out of control husband, not to mention toxic household. And now fans are questioning your motives.
Ya, it's not the kind of thing a normal woman can put up with that's for sure!
Are you saying you're not normal?
I'm not scared.
And that's not normal?
I think most women just run away from such situations at the drop of a hat. But let's analyse this, what have I really faced that is so bad? An older woman who is insecure, nosey neighbours, overly possesive husband, in-laws with questionable morals. If we don't face these things head on, what will happen to our society, I ask you!
Sandhyaji...
Why pretend that we all have perfect lives? This is the first mistake I want to correct. Secondly, there is such a thing as duty. We are not put on this earth to play games. We are here to be sentinels. We are Baatis. We are pillars. We are tent pegs. We are super glue. You think it's a picnic being a wife? It's the biggest challenege ever.
Sandhyaji...aap...
if I must give my life to save this family, I have to do it. Here I was asked to compete in Pushkar MasterChef. Is this a big deal? Pah!
Sandhyaji...
Ji kahiye.
Ummm...how about some Halwa, have a break.
Thank you, but if you don't mind, I'm a bit nauseous with sweets now. Too much these last few days...
Oh right! How insensitive of me! Sorry Sandhyaji.
No, it's okay. How would you know? You haven't been following the show.
Of course I have! I even know what's coming next. But I don't know if we should talk about it...
Why not. Bring it on!
hmmm...right...so...er...he carries you again.
That's just a contractual stipulation. He has to carry me once a month. Nothing to get excited about. Plus, now I'm lighter, so it's easier for him, in case his fans are worried.
Can I just let you know what fans are saying?
Okay, If you must...but it's not going to change my mind. The most important quality I possess is my determination to follow a path I've chosen. Unlike Suraj ji who changes his path every few steps.
Why is he so erratic?
Lack of a degree. CVs have clearly brought this out. No degree, no consistency. It's like quality control. Gulab Jamun has to be always the same consistency every single time. This requires a degree.
But it was you, who failed to produce even edible Gulab Jamun...
Exactly. I haven't finished my degree. I'm young. I'm inexperienced. But when all these have been sorted out, no one can stop me.
But Suraj ji is an expert. His Gulab Jamun is world class.
He probably bribed some chef to make it. Have you seen him make sweets? Always stirring and talking at the same time. Where is the concentration, I ask you. Then suddenly cut to next scene he serves sweets. Where did they come from? Some big underhand racket going on there.
So have you filed a complaint against that corrupt Food Safety official?
I was going to do that, but Suraj kept me busy with this competition. Aren't you following this track properly?
No, I guess not.
The tracks are all inter connected like Inception. We go deeper and deeper into nonsense, and then re appear as perfect sense. For example, you think my brother Ankur is in America. But can you be sure? You think Bhabo is living in the first conscious state, but she's actually at dream level 2. Suraj ji is scared to connect with me as his wife now, coz he's not sure if he had another wife and kids at level 0.
Fascinating.
You see what's on the surface. I encourage you to look deeper.
Some say, Suraj ji is acting. Is he? Or is he really angry with you for...er... you know what.
No . That paper he found was not Talaak papers, it was just his stockbroker informing him of how bad his losses were on sensex. Preeti gave them to me, so I would know the real state of his finances. But since it was in the hotel lobby, with lots of nosey people, she kept screaming Talaak to give them the wrong idea.
I had no idea, this was such a sensitive issue!
Eggzactly! Why do people always jump to wrong conclusions! Lack of a degree.
But...Sandhyaji...we saw Suraj ji holding the paper with the words...
By the time it was nightfall, whole of Pushkar knew I was planning a 'Talaak' as per Preeti's natak. But of course Suraj ji, found the stockbroker report, switched it to Talaak papers and carried on. People thought he was imagining me leaving...but it was actually a picture of his wealth leaving. Poor guy.
I'm just stunned. Have I been such an idiot? I didn't connect all the clues...and I have a degree.
See, Hiralji, this is the new way. Always question what you see.
Right. Well, thank you Sandhyaji. I think that's quite enough for this time. I need to have a cup of tea and a lie down. So see you next time!