Smita,😊
Here is
the interpretation to Part 1.
This
update is about having an effect or
consequence, either favourable or unfavourable, that can be described by
the word, REDOUND.
When Arnav
accused Khushi of being the instigator of all foul things that happened in his
life after he met her, it was with bitter, stinging words. When he asked her
why she had turned up in his life, it cut her heart like a cold chisel. To add
to it he added, why did he ever meet her? Life was much better without her in
the picture. His Di was happy and now her sad state was due to her. It was her
presence that caused Shyam to go astray. All that he berated Khushi took
silently with just tears streaming down her cheeks. The final words before he
left in anger for a drive, that she was the biggest mistake of his life. Wish that
he had never met her, slashed through her like two-edged sword.His hatred
towards her dominated powered by the
sight of his sister trying to stab herself to put an end to her life as well as
that of her rajkumari. His words caused not only wounds but twisted within her
lacerating her beyond belief.
His words
she felt was the truth. It's impact could
be seen in the way she perceived it. She had renegaded on the promise she had
given to Naniji that she would keep away from Di's room. Seeing her, Di had
tried to end her life as well as that of the unborn child. She felt was she
destined to hurt all those she loved the most? With this thought came the image
of Arnav who was disraught to her mind. The thought that where ever she went,
whatever she did, however good her intentions were, all were like a house of
cards ruled her mind. Though the intentions were good the end result had always been
topsy-turvy. Her very existence seemed to bring peril to others. She recoiled at the feel of her fate indicating
that she was like a tornado engulfing all along its path and leaving a trail of
destruction behind. With these thoughts predominating
she decided on leaving. Her time at Shantivan was over and the damage accrued by her presence and efforts was
beyond repair. Her only recourse and refuge was to shut herself in the confines
of her Amma, Babuji and Buaji, the only place left for her to return to.
As Arnav drove through the darkness while he was as mad as a hornet, his exercise to exorcise the mind of the black
shroud of anger, he saw various pictures flitting through his mind's eye. His Di trying to kill herself and her baby,
the recurring nightmare of his sister's wedding day and his mother's suicide,
his Nani, tears in her eyes, begging Khushi not to go to Di's room as it would
hurt her more, Mami asking him why Khushi had gone into Di's room even when
Nani had asked her not to. These flitting images had a strong bearing upon his mind and he felt as
though he was being pounced upon by a ferocious animal, eager to strangle and
his fingers tightened on the steering wheel.
The
clenching of his jaws made the cut on his cheeks throb. It reminded him, of him
soothing a crying Khushi asking her to stop her tears, telling her that he
loved her. This succeded in the return
of the memories of the time he was held in the cellar by his kidnappers. He
could feel the impact of her hug when
she tracked him, her relief, her eagerness and enthusiasm at the sight of him
alive, hiding together from the kidnappers, her warm breath against his neck,
feeling her heart running like a hamster on the wheel. His heart recoiled at the words he had uttered,
remembering all the difficulties they had undergone. She had stood by him as
his pillar of strength. She had even almost lost her life in her effort to save
him. He could see clearly even now her falling off the cliff and lying
senseless in his arms that almost drove him insane! His efforts to revive her
had come to naught and he had nearly lost her. But somehow she had been
revived! What if he had lost her then?
His
bitter, acrid words returned to him
and they made him wince. He realized that though her action was done in good
faith had resulted in a near disaster that he had averted in time, he should
not have uttered such cruel sharp words, especially those said in anger and
hurt, when they were never really meant.
His mother had time and again warned him of the power his anger held
over him.His quick temper was a bane and would all likely destroy his life. And now
he had done the very thing that his Mama had warned him against. Used the razor
sharp tongue and hauled her over the coals once again! Realizing his folly of
letting anger rule over him, he
rushed back hoping Khushi would be around to accept his apology.
Khushi who
was engrossed with her mind full of love between Arnavji and Di, realized that
the bond that prevailed was one that
of siblings as well as that of mother and child! And last night Di had called
him by his name not her beloved Chotey! She had refused to listen to a word
against her husband and had shown her brother the door. She felt that she was
instrumental in destroying the peace, harmony and happiness of the family. Her
very breath seem to cause a havoc amidst them, by being alive, by catching the
fancy of the roving eyes of Shyamji, though she had considered him purely as a
Buaji's paying guest, she seems to attract more wrath than she could ever dream
about. Coming to a decision, prevailed
by the events, she started to pack a bag of essentials she would need at her
Buaji's house. She needed to be quick off the mark, lest Arnavji turned up at
the door.
When Arnav
ran up the steps it was with trepidation of not Finding Khushi. With his heart sounding like jungle drums, he
opened the door to find her packing her things. Stuffing the last of her item
into her bag, she answered his query of what was she doing, with, she was on
her way to Buaji's house. As she stood up to leave Knowing Khushi, and her soft giving nature, he asked her not to do
it, as he had not meant whatever he spoke and it came out only in a fit of
anger, without meaning anything! She told him his anger does not have a bearing on her decision and all he
told was the truth. When she started to list out all the things that should not
have happened he knew, Keeping Khushi by
him was an uphill task. Her calm tone, reasonable argument along with the
serene face, with no emotions like snow and ice she manifested, his heart
clenched like a fist. A hand of cold started to grip his heart. Her every word
cut through him and reminded him of all the deeds that redound to his discredit
that had
made her suffer and still he had held her responsible. Her bad times started
with meeting him at Sheesh Mahal and as a revenge for shouting at him at the
Dargah, him airing the footage with commentary insinuating her of trying to
snare a rich man that had left her exposed to the attacks of goons who had
thought her to be an easy picking and had tried to have their share in the
spoils. Her savior in the form of Shyam had led to her meeting the rogue and he
had taken advantage of their plight. If all these incidents had not occurred,
then his Di's life might not have been affected,
she might have been happily living with her marriage intact and looking
forward to her own family with pride and happiness.
She told Arnav,
that she neither wanted to hurt him, nor work in his office or at his home. She
had not even wanted to see him after the dargah incident, but Devi Maiyya's
plan seems to be otherwise and her rule
prevailed. Every time they tried to move away from one another they were
thrown together. But now the time to separate has arrived as she does not want
to hurt anyone anymore and especially, him. The impact of her words was
stupendous. Her clear eyes without a shred of guilt in it, left Arnav
speechless, without a word to defend. He could see that her eyes were filled
with love and deep hurt, like limpid pools in shadows, that made him squirm.
While she walked past him to the door, his sense prevailed upon him to stop her. With a lump in his throat he told
her, that he would not let her go! She beseeched him not to stop her from
moving out as she did not want to be the cause of anybody's hurt anymore than
what has occurred already. But Arnav asking her to reconsider her stance told
her that he never meant any of the stuff he told her and with silent eyes
beseeched her to stay back. He told her, that without her, he.. but Khushi did
not let him complete and overcome by emotion said, that she too cannot bear it.
Though Arnav scrutinized her honest eyes that revealed love and anguish,
changing her mind about giving in to his request she continued it, as she too
cannot bear to see Di upset because of her. When his softly spoken, what about
me? came out, she told him, could he be happy if Di is unhappy? Her question
was rhetorically asked not expecting an answer. The impact of her question on him was
resounding.
Her simple
straight forward query effected him
so much, that he was bombarded with a shocker of an answer in his mind. Like
the query, the answer though unexpected was very much to his liking. He saw
clearly that he could be happy, though not overjoyed as Di's happiness and well-being
was also attached to it, he could still be contented. He had the confidence to
set things right with nothing but Khushi by his side. He felt with her presence
beside him he could move mountains, and turn things around. She was his strength
and comfort. Her presence had a profound bearing
on his deeds. It cut him to shred to see the numbness that had enveloped
her and the stoic acceptance on her face with the realization that his Di was
of utmost importance in his life and she came a distant second if ever she was
there. He felt disgusted and recoiled
at his inability to show her his love, what she meant to him and how high placed
she was in his life.
The tipping
point of realization that his heart had changed forever made him loosen his
hold on her and let her move to the door. Feeling his breath stop, he recalled
his sister's words that if his loved one goes away from him he would feel his
breath stop. He realized that it was so with him where Khushi was concerned and
her place was beside him and nowhere else. She was his wife and only his and he
would not let her go away as she was as necessary for him as air and water to
live. Just like skin to the apple or carrying water in the desert, her presence
was essential for his survival.
With Khushi
opening the door to leave, Arnav slammed it shut knowing any attempt to coax
her to stop from leaving would be of no use when she was being altruistic and self-giving. It would be as difficult as to break iron with your bare hands. The
damage his words had done was way too much for her to listen to his pleading. He
refused to budge and allow her to leave when she asked. And with all other
avenues closed by his own folly, though he abhorred, he used his trump card of
contract marriage and asked her how could she break the contract? The impact of his statement was so severe
that it stunned her. He reminded her of his words on their wedding night when
they entered into the contract marriage. Any thought of renegading the contract
was simply not acceptable. Khushi recoiled
at his words and at the thought, that the marriage was for him still just a
contract! When she voiced out her thoughts, though he affirmed that it was a
contract marriage, he shied away from seeing the hurt in her eyes his words
once again caused her. He knew if he had not played this card she would have prevailed upon her senses to oust herself
from his life as quick as a wink, thinking of the comfort his Di would get from
it. But he was not ready to throw away their life together for his Di. Even if
Khushi could be prevailed upon he was
not ready to do it.
Khushi
though disillusioned, being a fire brand, living up to it countered him with,
what would he do? Hand her over to the police for not fulfilling the bargain?
His stuttered threat, to make Akash leave Payal, was disgusting even to his own
ears. The feeling of futile prevailed
on her and the feeling that they were back to square one, just where they had
started even after all the pain, turmoils, perils they underwent together dominated her. She felt, for Arnav Singh
Raizada, deals and contracts predominated
and she was still his favorite punching bag. She could not jeopardize her
sister's happiness for the sake of her freedom and happiness. She realized that
she was like a nut caught between the nut cracker. Arnav feeling the turmoil
that she was undergoing, wanting to put an end to this farce told her
outrightly that, however much stubbornness she would show to go away, the same
amount he too would show in stopping her. By now, she does know him well! Her
retort, that she does know that he would remain a devil as he was, who
bulldozes everyone to abide by his wish. Even though she had thought that there
was a change in him, it was just a wish on her part. He has proven that and he
gets thrill out of breaking her heart into smithereens while reminding her of all the things that she wished to forget.
Arnav could not bear to see her anguish. He could see clearly where her mind
took her to. The vivid pictures of Diwali night, their wedding when he had tied
mangalsutra around her neck with
abhorrence and daubed in disdain her maang
with sindoor, flashed through his
head. His remorseful calling out, Khushi, had no effect on her. She, recoiling
at his affection and accrued with the
harsh words that he had uttered, she told him that it was good that he reminded
her that Arnav Singh Raizada could never change and as long as the contract was
in place, she would not leave the house. With the relief flooding his veins he
breathed a sigh that he was able to prevail upon her to stay back by hook or by
crook, though not relishing the method he had to resort to. He felt at least
she was with him. But, that was thanking his stars too soon. Khushi calculated
that the six months would be over in twelve more days and then she would be
free from him forever. His relief was a mere touch on and her words made him gasp.
When
Khushi asked him with clear eyes, that he forced her into contract marriage
because of foolishness to believe Shyamji's words that she loved him, Arnav
fumed and roared like an aggrieved lion, that he was an eye-witness to both
hugging each other with Shyam professing his love and she asking him to leave
his Di for her! Khushi became wide eyed at his fury and asked whether he saw
them. At his nod, she told him that seeing what had been written on the mirror
with the lipstick to come to the terrace, she had assumed it to be him and never
thought it to be Shyamji. While she was waiting for him, Shyamji had come and held
her in a bone crushing hug and had told her that he loved her and not Rani
Sahiba. His grip did not allow her to struggle a bit and had felt her arms were
being pulled out of their sockets. It had left behind marks of his brutal
crush. Wanting to prove him to be a liar, she had asked him to leave Anjaliji
which she knew he would never as she was his safe deposit for a rich and
luxurious life. Having married Anjaliji for her money would he leave her for a
girl with no means of her own? If he had stayed back he would have heard her
ripping Shyamji's claim to shreds and his character being assasinated. He would
have never fallen prey to his lies. Once again she showed his deeds that redounded to his discredit. The truth
she told had Arnav stumped and held him in silence. When she asked Arnav, that
the reason for their marriage being to safeguard his Di's marriage, which has
lost its validation why does he want to prolong it? When he now knows that
there was nothing between his brother-in-law and her, why was he stopping her?
When he chose to remain silent she prevailed
upon him, when now their contract marriage and her presence were itself threat
to his Di and her mental balance, why was he insisting on her staying back and
be within the folds of this bond?
Getting no
response she moved out of the room, offering her prayers to Devi Maiyya at her
feet, for Anjaliji and her well being, prevailing upon Her friend, for answers on her
future, contract marriage and life after that.
Returning
to their bedroom, she crawled into the lonely bed after freshening up while
Arnav who was pacing the room till then lay back on his chaise lounge looking at
her lovely face. Peace dominated his
being with the knowledge that she was back in his room, his bed, his life. He
vowed to himself as well as her that he will make his efforts to redound to his credit by winning her back,
winning her love within 12 days, thereby giving their marriage a chance to
survive. With these thoughts dominating
his mind he let himself slip into the arms of Morpheus.
In the
entire update it is Arnav Singh Raizada's temper that has contributed to the unraveling
of his marriage. His sense of unrealistic attachment to his sister even to the
extent of closing his eyes, towards the unconditional love that his wife, Khushi
Kumari Gupta Singh Raizada has for him and his family, contributed to it. But
when he realized the extent of damage his harsh words had done, his sense to
right the wrong done prevailed. But
his deeds, redounded to his discredit.
Skating on thin ice, the contract marriage, he has held on to Khushi by his
side and is trying to have his efforts redounding
to the good.
"Be of good cheer.
Do not think of today's failures, but of the success that may come tomorrow.
You have set yourselves a difficult task, but you will succeed if you persevere; and you will find a joy in overcoming obstacles. Remember, no effort that we make to attain something beautiful is ever lost"
~ Helen Keller
That is
why this update is called REDOUND.
That's it from me. Hope you enjoy it.
Edited by rulama - 10 years ago
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