Why did she even bother? The softening stops before it gets too strong ... she will not allow herself to feel sorry for him. That little motherless boy she felt sorry for, he doesn't exist.
Kaakisa is sharp as a needle ... the BSD should employ her for their investigation activities. Paro's embroidery technique is enough to get her sniffing for her next clue. Sherlock Holmes would be proud!
The scene between Kaakisa and Sumer was hilarious! Full of one liners from Kaakisa ... You're trying to get to know her, before that she will get to know you.
Paro is given the job of making breakfast for the entire family, and an accompanying quiz on her fiance's favorite foods.
Paro baisa is smart ... she speaks little, listens more and remembers all that she hears ... she is able to put together all the facts she knows, and manufacture a cover story for Mohini kaaki, with far less fumbling than Rudra. Mohini is left with the unwelcome impression that Paro is cleverer than she looks.
Paro baisa is smart ... she remembers Rudra's cover story and makes sure she doesn't blow it. She's from Jaipur and would be expected to know how to work in modern kitchens. Hence a quick tutorial on kitchen appliances and gas is in order ... not from the ladies of the house, but from the person who is best suited to help her. No matter how reluctant he is. And when she's done ...yes, he can go now.
A sweet moment between Maithili and Samrat ... broken by Maithili's attempts at adoption ... Samrat knows his mother will never agree.
Come on, Samrat, be a man!!! 😡 You and your wife are the one who have to adopt a baby, not your mother!
It's good to see a solid track developing for this couple alongside.
Tension at the breakfast table ... all of Kaakisa's barbs aimed at Paro are somehow deflected ... neither of her sons are in the house for breakfast, and Paro is already keeping aside Sunehri's food for her. Mohini left baffled and frustrated ... she can't needle Paro, so aim through Rudra ... you know his favorite food, but you don't know how he takes his tea?
Rudra has had enough ... and returns Mohini's barbs with far sharper ones of his own ... much to his father's surprised delight. Parvati knows how I like my tea ... black, no sugar. But things change in this house. One spoon of sugar if I see one of your sons, two if I see them both ... and if I see you ... an entire bowlful of sugar isn't enough to sweeten the bitterness.
And he proceeds to demonstrate ... a bowlful of sugar in a cup of tea.
That silenced Mohini all right ... but she will return. Dilsher's delight was hilarious to watch! And Rudra told Paro how he likes his tea, for future reference. Seeing how sharp Paro is, she would have picked that one up easily.
After breakfast, Rudra lets loose his frustrated anger on Paro ... I know you hate this, having to serve the man you hate, remember my likes and dislikes ... tell me what I want to know, and I will let you go, I'll even try to get your sentence reduced.
But Paro isn't having it ... If I suffer, you suffer with me. You're the cause of my troubles, I won't let you off that easily.
It's a different matter that she can't say what he wants her to, because she really doesn't know anything.
Both caught up in hatred ... hatred of each other, hatred of what each other represents. But underneath the hatred, there is a fear ... fear of seeing more than they want to see. Paro doesn't want to see Rudra's vulnerability, Rudra doesn't want to see her sympathy. Because that might just change the way they think about the other.
