When the painted figures you saw of your new life vanish into the dark like the shadows they turned out be ...
When the images of that dream mock you in the mirror with the reflections of their presence ...
When you mourn their loss while they still hang on you ...
When you're left alone in the world ... and there's no one to mourn your shattered dreams with you ...
Paro ... left alone, weeping for the loss of her dreams ... an orphan, the only dream she had, was to belong to someone, to belong somewhere, to live in a place which was her own by rights, and not a favour to an orphan girl ...
And she weeps in the shadowy darkness, her mangal sutra, her sindoor are reminders of what she dreamed, and how suddenly and cruelly those dreams were shattered ... a bride and a widow the same day ... wed and widowed within a few hours ...
Rudra ... caught up in the demons of his past, so abruptly recalled by that grieving mother ... a beautiful woman is not to be trusted ... she is a traitor, she has to be ...
For once Aman is the more perceptive, and sees that Paro is in shock. But Rudra doesn't believe him ... will not believe him ... Paro is a beautiful woman, therefore Paro is lying ... he will wring the truth out of her if need be ...
The only answer he gets is a half stuttered, half sobbed 'you killed my beend' ... and a look of fear mingled with hatred.
Rudra gets the required rap on his knuckles ... less severe than I expected ... he lost all his men, and killed all the intruders ... now where is the proof going to come from?!
Rudra-sa, you should have contained your anger and captured the kaka ... he was unarmed and begging for his life ... instead you killed him, and Varun ... and took as witness, the only innocent person in the entire party ... the only one who didn't have a clue as to what was going on.
Another hero whose dimaag stops working when he's angry? Oh hell!!!
So Rudra swears that Paro will be witness ... and off he goes again to Paro ... not before a warning from his CO ... more traps are baited with honey than vinegar ...
So he gives her the bait of freedom ... undoes her handcuffs, and tells her to follow him if she wants to go back home ... Paro hesitates, not daring to believe him ... then follows him meekly ...
While in the village, the Thakur has lost no time in rallying his loyal subjects ...a sacrifice required from them ... disown Paro baisa ... for her own good.
Rudra wants Paro to sign a paper saying she knows what the wedding party was all about ... Paro doesn't know, what's more she doesn't believe it ... she will not sign ...
And the final betrayal, the biggest blow to hit Paro in a day full of them ... Maamisa's refusal to recognise Paro ...
What I loved ... the little flashes of defiance in Paro today ... when Rudra was forcing her to speak, stammering with sheer fear, all she said was - 'you killed my husband' ... no begging, no pleas for release ... just that one sentence that defeated him ...
And the one upmanship that followed ...
When he told her to follow him if she wanted her freedom, she did not follow instantly ... she waited till he almost shut the door, as though gauging his intentions before deciding to follow ... he in turn, almost shut the door on her ...
When he opened the door for her to sit in front, she went to the back instead ... he was her husband's killer, she would not sit with him ... he, in turn, started the jeep even before she was properly settled ...
Her instant refusal to sign any papers in return for her freedom.
Today was Sanaya's day again ... she made me weep ... sheer and utter desolation, shattered dreams, and in the end, the shocked disbelief as she heard Mamisa's words disowning her ...
And in the midst of it all, the flashes of defiance ...