Viraat - I know my wife inside out.

"All the world is made of faith, and trust, and pixie dust."
- J.M. Barrier, Peter Pan

Trust is the one thing that governs the world. It keeps us sane, it keeps us happy; it keeps our faith intact. Without trust, there is no point to life per se. When you don't trust the person you claim to love, you know it isn't love at all.

But what happens the other way round? When you trust someone with all your mind and heart? What happens when you put so much faith in one person that you feel you may very well shatter into a million pieces if ever they broke your faith? What happens when you trust someone so blindly, so completely, that it feels impossible that they may ever betray you?

'I know my wife inside out.'

This is the confidence of a man, so broken, so distressed, so angry at himself, at his fate who believes that he himself may be erroneous, his actions may be faulty, but his wife would never put up a show for publicity. Never.

Till now, he was angry at himself, not at Maanvi. He wanted his victory, not his Maanvi's defeat. He wanted to get rid of the feeling that told him that he a 'good for nothing' husband. He wanted to show his family that he wasn't born to be a loser all the time. He was sick and tired of losing all the time. All he wanted was to win, just once. When he thought that he would win, he didn't mean that his Maanvi would lose. How could she, when she was a part of him? If he won, she would win, for sure.

Even when his mentor told him it was a trick, and she knew it by experience that her ex-husband was a double crossing man, he denied to believe that his Maanvi could ever stoop to a level so low. No, that wasn't the Maanvi he had fallen in love with. This was the Maanvi his mentor wanted him to see.

He knew her inside out. He knew her every emotion, the reason behind her every reaction.

He knew that she wouldn't have eaten because she was upset. He knew that she would have taken her anger out on the food, just like he did. He knew she would have fainted because she was weak; she had not recovered fully. Hell, he hadn't let her fast for karwa chauth because he knew she wasn't up for it yet, so how could he deny that she would have really fainted during a hectic promotion event?

Sometimes you cannot believe what you see or hear; you have to believe what you feel. And if you are ever going to have other people trust you, you must feel that you can trust them, too; even when you're in the dark. Even when you're falling.

Viraat truly believed that the love that bound them together wasn't weak enough to be broken by a competition. He believed that Maanvi was truly ill.

He left his mentor, his promotions behind to go check on his better half.

For what? To be betrayed by her? To find out that the fainting spells had been a rouse for gaining sympathy from the audience?

To him, the thing that is worse than death is betrayal. You see, he could conceive death, he had faced it up close and he knew what it looked like, how it felt like; but betrayal? That was something he could not conceive. Something that he never thought had existed in his world with his Maanvi. But apparently, he was wrong.

"Stab the body and it heals, but injure the heart and the wound lasts a lifetime."
- Mineko Iwasaki

Would this wound ever be healed?

It may seem impossible, but then love works in miracles every day: such as weakening the strong, and strengthening the weak; making fools of the wise, and wise men of fools; favouring the passions, destroying reason, and in a word, turning everything topsy-turvy.

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Well, I wanted to write more on the episode (which was mind BLOWING) but I'm pretty sure that Munni di would written a book about it already, so I'll take a short cut and post my views there only.