Redemption: A Swara/Sanskaar & Ragini Story [Pt10-Pg33] - Page 2

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"Sit down Laddo," Dadi's voice sounded tired, defeated, "we have something to tell you."

When Ragini heard those words, she knew it was going to be something big, but she never expected this.

She had lost the last 6 months of her life. Dadi explained that she got an electric shock and the memory loss was a result of that.

6 whole months, gone. As though they didn't exist, or never happened. But they did happen, and from the sounds of it, were quite eventful.

Soon after Dadi explained about her accident at the Durga Pooja, Durga Pooja that was supposed to be a full 6 months later, Swara had taken over and seemed to be giving her an abridged version of the events of her own life.

Swara revealed that she was her Baba's daughter as well, making the older girl her half-sister. Ragini was glad to hear that her Baba was married to Sharmishtha aunty, who was so sweet and loving. She had always wanted her Baba to find someone else so he wouldn't live out his days alone, but he had been too focused on raising her. She could see the bond flow between them every time they seemed to exchange a glance.

Ragini swept her glance over her family, her full complete family. Dadi, Dada, Maa, Baba, Di. In the last few months she seemed to have acquired that full family that she had only dared to dream of. There were no words for the joy she felt in that single moment.

Swara then dropped the real bomb and revealed that both sisters were married, and into the same household no less. All these strange people surrounding her were their family as well now.

Ragini's eye immediately jumped to the sindoor in Swara's maang and the mangalsutra around her neck. Marriage suited her. She seemed to notice for the first time that Swara was dressed in a traditional red lehenga. The Indian look agreed with her sister and she had never seen Swara look more beautiful.

Ragini then wandered her gaze over to the three men standing together. One of them, the Man in Blue, was still glaring at her with all his might. He hadn't stopped staring her down the whole while that Swara had been speaking. He was scaring her and Ragini wanted to hide away from him.

She watched Swara approach the three men in slow motion while she desperately chanted, not him, anyone but him, please not him, don't let it be him, in her mind. As luck would have it, Swara stopped in front of Him.

"This is your husband Lakshya." She announced somewhat nervously with a furtive glance to the man who stood beside her husband.

Swara went on introduced the third man as Adarsh Bhaiya, before she turned to the man who, despite everything that had happened so far, had not removed his gaze from Swara for even a single moment. "This is Sanskaar, my h-husband."

Her sister's voice faltered when introducing her own spouse and Ragini filed that information away to mull over later. She was filing all this information away for later analysis. Her attention at the moment was on the tinge of red on her fingers. She had absently lifted her own hand to her maang when Swara had announced the Man in Blue as her husband. She wasn't sure why she had done it, but her dash of red on her fingertips confirmed that yes, she was married, to the Man in Blue!

"Oh."

This was all she was able to mutter before she backed herself into the closest available chair and plopped herself into it.

She could feel everyone's gaze on her as she stared down at her fingertips. She could especially feel His glare, still on her. You would think he would have tired of it by now.

"I think that's enough for now Swara beta." The harsh looking man announced with a lot more kindness than Ragini would have expected. "Shekhar-ji, we will take your leave. It's been a long day and Ragini should rest now."

Ragini felt a little flutter of panic in her chest at those words. She didn't want to go anywhere with these people, especially not Him. She didn't want to be anywhere around Him! "May I stay here Baba?" Ragini felt every single eye in the room snap back to her. Had she said something wrong? Surely they all understood her desire to be here, with the full and complete family that she finally had. Surely they also understood her need to be in this familiar place, rather than somewhere she had no memory of, with a man she didn't recognize.

She looked at the man in question. He was her Husband and Dadi had always taught her that a good wife always seeks permission from her husband, for everything. She swallowed nervously and addressed him directly. "P-please? May I stay here? I...I...just... I.." Ragini trailed off, unable to voice the concerns in her head.

Turns out that she need not have bothered. Her husband just scoffed at request, turned, and left. What was his deal?

The older lady with the kind eyes came up to her and laid a gentle hand on her shoulder. Ragini hoped that this was her mother-in-law, and not the other lady who seemed as displeased by her as her husband. It would just be my luck though, to have both mother and son dislike me. The kind lady assured her that she could stay at her Baba's place for as long as she liked. The glances that everyone else shared in the room as this assurance weren't lost on her. Ragini was sure she was missing something.

Her head hurt to think. She needed sleep. Then she would investigate.

"Sanskaar, please listen to me." Swara begged for the umpteenth time as her best friend avoided her again.

He stopped and turned around, his face impassive and disinterested. "What is it Swara? Everyone is waiting for me."

"Sanskaar, what happened yesterday..."

Sanskaar promptly cut her off. "I heard everything yesterday Swara. You don't want to get in the way of Lucky and Ragini, but Lucky is being adamant as usual so you and I need to keep up pretenses for a little while longer while this zid of his also blows over."

Swara's gut twisted with guilt when she heard her actions described so frankly, and so accurately. Sanskaar deserved so much better than the treatment he was receiving from her. She hadn't meant to string him along like this. She had meant to set him free and let him live his life while she lived hers. He was a wonderful person and he deserved happiness. But she had panicked. When Lakshya, foolishly determined Lakshya, had announced that he would proclaim their relationship to the rest of the family, Swara had been unable to look past the blind panic she had felt and declared the one thing she knew that everyone wished to hear. As usual though, Sanskaar ended up being caught in this crossfire.

"I'm sorry Sanskaar. It was the only way to stop Lakshya. I never want him in my life again and I didn't want him to give the family any false ideas."

Sanskaar sighed as he dug the pad of his thumb into his forehead; an endearing habit of his that seemed to ward off oncoming headaches. "I understand Swara. I am your friend. I will stand by your side, not matter what you need me for." Though these words were meant to be soothing, Swara felt no relief hearing them. Sanskaar sounded robotic, no real emotion behind his words. He sounded like he was tired of repeating these words to her, time-and-time again, as she used his generosity to her advantage. "You should stay with Ragini. I know what you announced yesterday but I think your sister needs you. Goodnight Swara."

He left with that greeting leaving Swara feeling much worse than before.

Ragini watched the exchange between Swara, her sister, and her husband from her bedroom window. Something was wrong. She couldn't hear them from this distance, but they were too uptight, too rigid. It didn't appear to be a pleasant conversation. Her brother-in-law appeared miffed at her sister. She hoped he wasn't anything like his brother. Not that she knew anything about what the Man in Blue was like. But she didn't get a good vibe from him.

Things weren't right. Nothing was adding up. There was definitely something going on here.