Smita,😊
Here is the interpretation to Section 1 of Part 5.
This update is about support, strengthening, propping up. The word is BOLSTER.
As decided, the doctors visited four times the next day and drastic improvement in Anjali's health was found. Everyone was happy with the progress. Arnav relieved the services of the nurse and paid her triple the decided amount. He cleared the house of all the outsiders as he did not want to air their dirty laundry in public. Khushi had been to her Devi Maiyya's temple and prayed for Anjaliji, Arnavji and the fruition of their plan and returned home to cook lunch. Nani, Payal and Mami spent the day with Anjali. When she asked Nani the whereabouts of the nurse, as she could not see her around, Nani giving Mami and Payal a telling glance told her, that Chotey had relieved off nurse's services as Bitiyaa was much better now and there was no need for her presence. Anjali with a frown said that she had not found her cell phone yet. Nani, trying to smile at her asked her not to worry, as she must have misplaced it. Anjali was insistent on that matter saying that she had never misplaced or lost anything in the house till then, until the nurse came over to look after her. Frowning at the thought, Anjali asked does she think the nurse was in any way connected with the missing phone? The rest could only glance at each other. The girl had come over just to help them out and now was being doubted for her integrity, for something that she had no clue about. Nani, not wanting to blame the girl without any reason told Anjali ambiguously, who knows. Only Devi Maiyya would be able to sift the truth from falsehood and no one will be able to hide their sins from her all knowing eyes. Nani was talking about the bubble that was surrounding Anjali. She was shoring up both her grandson Arnav, in his quest to expose the crook as well as her granddaughter Anjali, seeking solace. Anjali was living in a dream world where every lie looked like a truth and everything her husband did looked like a loving gesture. In her insecurity that had been dwelling in her due to her past and her physical challenges, she had cocooned herself against her one folly, the folly of falling into the charms exuded by Shyam Manohar Jha. Now, it was left to her brother, Arnav Singh Raizada, to open her eyes by reinforcing his argument that Shyam had taken them for a ride and he was not Parameshwar as envisioned by her but a crook with an evil bent of mind abetted by his legal brains. Arnav, while exposing Shyam was cushioning his Di with the support of his family from the effects of his deeds that would affect her very being right now. In this, his family was aiding them both. That was what that would strengthen them. This was one tempering that Anjali had to go through for her folly of letting Shyam inveigle into the family.
When Arnav called Shyam in the evening after the doctor had visited for the fourth time that day, it was answered at the second ring as though he had been expecting the call like a fiery steed that anticipates the course, and pants to hear the sprightly signal to start him for the goal. It reinforced Shyam's belief that things were in place as planned, even though he had not received any calls from his treasury house a.k.a. Anjali Jha. Saale Sahab, what had made him to be thought of now, came the odious voice over the phone. His hollow words and lip devotion boosted Arnav all the more in his endeavour to expose the evil Shyam in front of his Di. Arnav, all turkey-red, managed to gulp down his choler sufficiently to utter some syllables and said, Di'Di is very sick. She wants to see him. His words made Shyam smug, give out an exultant smile, and think that his brilliant plan had been extremely effective and his Rani Sahiba had played her part perfectly by starving herself for him. He was buoyed by those words. When Arnav stated that she had not had a morsel in two days, Shyam's mind went to the fabled pot of gold at the end of the rainbow. Saale Sahab and his Di were the bridge to procure his pot of gold. Shyam beamed scenting victory in the vicinity. Arnav using a tone that showed his reluctance, he asked Shyam haltingly, to come over and be with his Di. A triumphant Shyam with an evil smirk and with self satisfaction thought that the three years of his life invested in Arnav's limping Di were going to pay him rich dividends. This was what had sustained him. Looking around at his spartan living conditions, in a rented room at a lower income group locality in Delhi, he deliberated that he was born for better things, to live in the lap of luxury without having to lift a finger, spouting romantic nonsense in the ears of his Rani Sahiba and fooling large sums out of her. The request from Arnav, helped him in upholding his belief that his place was in Raizada Mansion and nowhere else. It buttressed his self image that he was destined for greatness and wealth without even breaking a sweat. Shyam having a self-satisfied smirk of a man who knew he was in power, and enjoying it drawled out, that his Saale Sahab's wish was his command. A wry smile twisted on his lips with the knowledge that Arnav let himself be manipulated by his Di into inviting Shyam back home. He gloated to himself as to what did Arnav know of his prowess, his brains, his sharp wit, his legal mind that could see loop holes and avenues and at times he could create them too where ordinary mortals could not? He was brought out from his reverie of back patting by Arnav's query, what time could they expect him? Shyam answered at six and he was overwhelmed that his Saale Sahib had seen the light on his erring ways and the ramification of separating his Di from her husband. His intention was to rub salt into the injury but Arnav, not bothering about any of his snide remarks said that they would wait for him and cut the call. The call to Shyam helped Arnav to reinforce the necessity of his actions as well as quick result.
Turning to Khushi who was by his side, Arnav said that, Shyam says he would be here at six but he could be expected at seven. He would deliberately make them wait trying to show his power. As Khushi nodded he said, that he would let Di know and as he turned to leave he asked her to come down to Nani's room to go over the plan once more. Her meek, yes, that was said without much zest made him turn around only to see her face had paled as a candle by the sun and flickered with fear of the outcome of the evening's drama when unfolded. With a long stride he reached her, cupping her face tenderly within his palms, he told her not to worry. He promised that, whatever be the outcome, Shyam will not be allowed to live in this house making Khushi nod. In a soft voice that had a ring of steel in it he said, whether Di accepts the truth about her husband or not, Di would not be living with him anymore. He would get him out of her life. As Khushi just nodded without an oral reply he knew she was still apprehensive and was in need of his support. When he needed her, she was his cushion, as well as his buttress. She had been the one to show him the path leading to light when he was enveloped in darkness and misery. She had buoyed him into action when he was unable to decide what to do. In order to boost her confidence that they could pull it, he told her that she was Khushi Kumari Gupta Singh Raizada, who was not scared of even Arnav Singh Raizada. When that being the case, was she scared of a creep like Shyam Manohar Jha? Khushi immediately steeled herself and retorted, no, in a tone that was as cold as icy winds. Arnav seeing herself bracing up against Shyam who had tried to tag her as a siren, boosting her confidence said, that was his Khushi. The Khushi who braved the lashing rains and stood in wet clothes refusing the coat and returned it to ASR, the Khushi who cleverly got the work done of getting the measurements of male models, the Khushi who dared to challenge the arrogant Laad Governor at every step. Every word he uttered was an accolade to her power of resilience, her ability to overcome hardship, her daring nature to face things and not shy away and also his love for her, admiring her tenacity, her zest and her doggedness. Every word was an endearment. His way of boosting her confidence when it was down with apprehension made it impossible for Khushi to do anything but smile. Her smile, as wide as the ocean, made him smile, like sunlight in a rippling sea. Feeling light hearted he swooped down to kiss her bright cheek, as soft and pure as a wild rose in its bloom.
This update it is the strengthening of beliefs, be it Arnav, Khushi, Shyam, Anjali, Nani or the rest. As iron sharpens iron, one person sharpens the other.
That is why it is titled BOLSTER.
"There is little difference in people,
But a little difference makes a big difference.
The little difference is attitude.
The big difference is whether it is positive or negative"
That's it from me. Hope you enjoy it.
Lovely interpretation. All the characters are getting ready for the moment of truth. The only difference is that Anjali does not know she is being readied for the greatest let-down of her life and Shyam is being fed like a pig that is going to be butchered soon.
Loved When Arnav called Shyam in the evening after the doctor had visited for the fourth time that day, it was answered at the second ring as though he had been expecting the call like a fiery steed that anticipates the course, and pants to hear the sprightly signal to start him for the goal.
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