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Mumbai In the Studio
RK is staring at the hand held mirror, a slight smirk on his face. He runs his hand through and admires his reflection. Superstar RK is looking quite hot and sexy. Not at all like Biwi's cutiepie and sweetiepie.
What the hell? Why am I thinking about HER? Damn!
RK throws the mirror on the floor in anger and frustration.
RK (yells): Bittuji!!!
Bittuji comes running over to his Chief. Ever since his bhabiji left, his Chief has been in a foul mood.
Bittuji: YesChief. You called?
RK: BittujiWhat the hell is taking so long for the shot?
Bittuji: I'll go and find out Chief.
RK: Jaiye!
Bittuji runs away to make inquiries, he doesn't want to incur anymore of his Chief's wrath.
RK (yells): Makeup!
The makeup artist approaches RK with shaking legs.
MA (shaky voice): Ye..sssir?
RK: Don't just stand there! I need touch up.
The poor girl manages to retouch her makeup, an accomplishment given her hands are shaking badly. As soon as she is done, RK signals her away. She runs!
Bittuji comes back with a young lady in tow.
Bittuji: Chiefthe shot will be ready soon. (Pointing to the young lady) Meet Deepika. She's the heroine for the film.
RK looks up and sees a young woman with luxurious long hair, heart shaped face, deep set brown eyes and a bright smile. She reminds him of Madhu. Irritated again with his thoughts, he ignores Deepika.
RK (barks): Chaliye! It's time for lights, camera and action! RK doesn't wait on anyone.
Once the shot is ready, RK and Deepika get in their places and action!
Deepika (acting): RahulI've had enough! Enough! This marriage is suffocating meI can't take it anymore. I just can't breathe! Mein tumke chorkar ja rahi hoon. Hamesha ka liye. (I am leaving you. Forever.)
RK in a rage grabs Deepika's shoulders and starts shaking her.
RK: Madhuwho the hell do you think you are? You want to leave me? Du paisa ka, chawl mein rehne wali ladki Superstar RK ko chorna chati hain? No BiwiNoonly RK can decide the End. You can leave only when I WANT YOU TOO!
Deepika (terrified): Ssiirrrcharacter ka naaammm hainAnanya. Mmmyou're calling meMadhu.
RK realizing his thoughts and in anger pushes Deepika away from him. He yells, 'shot khatam' and walks off the set and goes to his trailer. Bittuji follows in his Chief's footsteps.
RK (yells): Bittuji!!
Bittuji: YesChief?
RK: Find a replacement for that girl!
Bittuji: But Chief
RK: No question Bittuji! Just do as I say...jaiye!
Bittuji knows better than to argue with his Chief. If Chief wants something done, it better get done. He has no wish to have his head chopped off. So he quickly leaves the trailer to follow RK's order.
RK picks up a bottle of scotch and pours himself a glass. He sips and broods.
Madhuwhy do I keep thinking about you? Itni saal ho gayawhy the hell can't I forget you? Dammit! You're so far from me nowbut so damn close to my heart.
RK slams the glass down on the counter. Feeling morose, he sits down and covers his face with his hands. The world may not know, but life without Madhu has been drab.
In Delhi AR Office
Anav has morphed back to ASR and he is in full temper. He loathes when things are not done according to his wishes. Slamming his laptop shut, he shouts for Aman.
Arnav: Aman!
Aman comes running in to his boss's office. He has no wish to be chewed up for any slight, imaginary or other.
Aman: Yes ASR.
Arnav (yells): Where the hell is the file for Kumar Co?
Aman (trying to keep his nervers under control): Sirit's (picking up the file from Arnav's desk)rightright(gulps) here.
Arnav snatches the file out of Aman's hands and glares back at him.
Arnav (barks): Leave!
Aman runs out, he has no wish to have his head served in a silver platter.
Arnav takes the file and gets back to work. However, a certain conversation downstairs catches his attention. He walks over to the window to hear the rest.
Employee 1: JayI just heard! You're wife's expectingCongratulations!
Employee 2: Thanks man! We are very excited. I hope we have a little guriya.
Arnav listens to their conversation and closes his eyes in pain. If he had remarried Khushi, they could have had a child or two by now. He imagines Khushi pregnant with his baby; plump, radiant and gorgeous. They could have had a little princess; sweet, beautiful and a bit naughty like her mother. But that is never to be
Dammit! Why am I thinking about you Khushi? Why did all this happen? Why is every single happiness in my life snatched away? Why dammit?
As Arnav stands at the window, with bleak thoughts running through his mind, a pair of feminine arms wrap around him from the back.
Arnav turns around and is shocked to see Sheetal. He angrily shoves her hands away and yells at her for her audacity.
Arnav: Sheetal! How dare you?!?
Sheetal: ASRI was just
Arnav: Just shut up! I know girls like youalways sticking around and trying to trap a rich man. Well let me tell you! It won't work on me! I am Arnav Singh Raizada and I DON'T fall for such ploys! Now get the hell out and don't come back. You're fired!
Sheetal (in tears): Youlooked so sadso(gulps) I was just trying tocomfort you.
She sobs loudly and runs out of his office. Arnav closes his eyes and takes a deep breath to calm down his anger. Against his will, he remembers similar words he has often thrown at Khushi. Each and every single time he hurled those hateful words at her, how her eyes reflected the deep wounds he inflicted. He still remembers clear as day, their last encounter, the day of their wedding. Correction. The day they would have gotten married.
Flashback
Arnav: Your mother is a gold digging s**t and she ruined my parents' marriage. You are JUST like her! A gold digging s**t! The apple doesn't fall far from the tree.
Khushi (in tears): Arnavjiwhat are you saying? And my amma didn't do anything Your dadi is wrong. How can you believe such a viciouslie? And I thought youyouyousaid youtrusted me?
Arnav: Pleaseit's a mistake to trust a gold digging s**t. This was all a game by you and your mother to trap a rich a husband. (Sneers) Welllet me tell youyou've failed in your task. I am NOT marrying you!
Khushi (sobbing): Arnavjididdidlast night not mean anything toyou?
Arnav: Not a damn thing. You don't mean a damn thing to me Khushi Kumari Gupta.
Flashback ends
Arnav turns around at the unusual noise coming from downstairs. All of his employees are gossiping amongst each other. His sharp ears pick up on the buzz.
Employee 3 (to the group surrounding him): Did you all hear ASR? He is familiar with gold diggers, eh? Bet his ex-wife was one. Did you know she used to work for AR Company?
Arnav's blood boils upon hearing those hateful words. He opens the window and thunders at all present below.
Arnav: BE QUIET!
All the employees jump at Arnav's bellow. They stand still, quaking in their shoes, and wonders who will be the unlucky fellow to get the axe. Arnav turns to glare at the offending gossiper.
Arnav: YOU! (Pointing at the Employee 3) You're fired! Now get the hell out of my office! The rest of you get back to work! I don't pay you to gossip! MOVE!
Arnav slams the window shut. Stalks over to his chair and slumps down. With his head spinning, and his heart yearning and bleeding for his Khushi.
Despite the long hours, Khushi and Madhu love their jobs. They love it not because of the amount of money they earn, though it's considerable. But because of the abundance of respect they are accoladed. Yes. RESPECT. Something neither received in their previous avatars as wives. Correction. Half-wives. They worked hard to gain entrance in university, worked even harder to graduate with honors, and competed with tenacity to obtain positions at Mumbai's most prestigious law firm. Their success at the firm has been of astronomical, garnering new clients for the firm at a faster pace than their colleagues. In less than 2 years, both became the youngest junior partners of the firm.
But even with the satisfaction their jobs provides, there's no joy like coming home. Home sweet home. Sweet only due to their little jalebi loving Tara. Every evening they rush home to spend time with the little one. This evening is no exception.
Madhu and Khushi walk through the front door. They drop their case works, purses and keys at the console.
Madhu: MaTara
Khushi: We are home!
Tara comes running in from the family room, shrieking with joy. She jumps up into Khushi's arms and kisses her cheeks.
Tara: Hi Mama! Hi Mima!
Madhu: Hi sweetie (and kisses Tara's cheeks, who kisses her back).
Khushi: Hi baby! Did you eat your dinner? I hope you didn't give your Nan a hard time.
Padminiji: Khushi...my little shona never gives me a hard time. She already had her dinner.
Tara: See mama? I am a good girl I don't give my Nan Nan a hard time. I even ate all my veggies. (Makes a face) Yuck! MamaI want jalebisplease Mama! Pretty pretty please (makes a sad puppy face).
Khushi kisses Tara's cheeks. How can she ignore her baby's cute request?
Leading her troops, she walks into the kitchen and starts mixing her batch for the
jalebis. As Khushi prepares the batch, Madhu and Padminiji eats their dinner and
also feeds Khushi from their plates.
Tara: MamaMamaI wanna mixI am a big girlI can do it!
Khushi picks Tara up and sits her on the counter. Tara with a very serious
countenance splashes the spoon in the batter, just the way she thinks her Mama
does it. As she is getting ready to fry, Khushi sets Tara back down on the floor and
fries away the beloved food of the Malik family.
Madhu (to Padminiji): Mawhere's Malik and Roma?
Khushi: Haan Ma. We haven't seen them at all today.
Padminiji: They went out for outdoor shooting. Will return in a few days.
Madhu: MaI worry about Malik's health and the all the stunts he performs.
Can't you please talk to him toI don't knowslow down?
Padminiji: Betayour Malik is very stubborn. He still thinks he is in his 20s.
Khushi: Madhumaybe we should talk to him when he gets back? I worry about
all those stunts that he still does.
Madhu: Good idea Khushi. He has no choice but to listen to us.
Tara (giggles): And meNanawill listen to me.
Khushi, Madhu and Padminiji (together): Because you're our Princess!
Tara: Mimadon't forgetwe also have to play dress up, ok?
Madhu (curtsying to Tara): Yes..my little Princess!
Done making jalebis, Khushi piles them up in a platter. The four of them take the
jalebis up to Madhu's room to enjoy their little star's fashion show. Tara has a
ball playing in her Mima's closet. She wears Madhu's shoes, clothes and jewelries
while her Mama, Mima and Nan oohhs and ahhs and click pictures of her. The
little fashionista walking the imaginary ramp, every time she puts on a new outfit.
Finally exhausted from all the fun and sugariness, Tara falls asleep on Madhu's
bed. Khushi and Padmiji helps Madhu clean up the mess. As they are cleaning,
they notice the open jewelry box with the mangalsutra and a dried up, single red
rose.
Madhu (with tears in her eyes): I tried to throw them awayso manyso many
times. But I just can't seem to do it. I just can't.
Khushi and Padminiji hugs Madhu. All three of them now in tears.
Khushi: I knowMadhu. It's hardso damn hard
Padminiji: BetaI know it's hard. But I want you to tryto move on. Please
both of you. I want to see my children happy.
Madhu: MaI have been thinking latelythat the only way I will be completely
free of thatjanwaris to file for divorce. We are still legally married. And I
must payback 40 lacs. Only thenwill I find some peace and can move on. I am
done thinking about himjust done!
Padminiji: I am with you in your decision beta.
Khushi: Me too Madhu. You have my full support. You knowI have been
thinking the same thing. To go back to Delhi and ask thatrakshas for divorce.
I also want to be completely free from him. I also don't want to be indebted to
him, even if it is for 300 rupees. It's time Madhuwe can't let thesemonsters
keep us from living our lives. How long will they continue to haunt us? To mock us in our dreams? Enough! I want to be completely free!
Padminiji: YesKhushi beta You do what you think is best. Khushiyou also should go see your family. It has been 5 years. You've never contacted them since then.
Khushi (now sobbing): I know MaI am a horrible daughter and self-fish. I wanted a fresh, clean start so badly that I didn't even think about my family.
Padminiji (hugging Khushi): You are NOT a bad daughter. You are NOT self-fish. Don't ever say that about yourself! Everyone can understand your situation at time. But nowbetaI think you need to be in touch with them. It's been 5 years. They must be wondering what happened to their daughter. Wondering if you're still alive. Please go put them out of that misery. So they know you're safe and sound. (Sobbing) I don't want them to go through my pain. Of having lost a daughterto neverto neversee her again.
All three of them are now crying their hearts out as they think about Trishna. How she was taken from them in a cruel, twist of fate. They send up a silent prayer for her dead, departed soul.
After much crying, they wipe their tears and works to get back their equilibrium.
Khushi (taking deep breaths to calm down): MaI promise. I will go see Amma, Babuji, Buaji and Payal as soon as I can. In fact, I will buy tickets for Delhi for the day after tomorrow.
Padminiji: Take Tara with you too. They should get to meet their granddaughter.
Khushi: YesMa. I will take her.
They are silent again. Each still in pain and hurting from their recent conversation.
Madhu (to lighten up the mood): Wellit's a good thing we have leftover jalebis.
