
Astha came running to their room...
Astha:shlok...baba is calling you immedaitely...
Shlok:why???... what happened that he is calling me this time..i mean its 12:00pm now...
Astha:i don't know but he said he wants to talk to you right now...hurry up... go now...
Shlok:ok...ok...i am going..
As shlok came close to niranjan's room he stopped when sound of those painful sobs reached his ears...
Door was slightly open...giving him a little view of inside of his father's room...
He felt that someone has removed earth under his feet when he saw his baba beating mrs. agnihotri with a stick mercilessly...
Niranjan:today you have crossed your limits anjali...u celebrated your bday and now abhay got arrested only because of you...how many times i told you to control your daughter-in-laws...nothing was wrong in abhay's decision...he was right to kill his daughters because daughters bring only disrespect to their parents...
Anjali:sahib aap ki soch galat hai...
Anger covered his devilish face and he beat her violently...
Shlok was totally numb on the big revealation that how cruel his father is...the ugly face of his baba was before him...
Astha placed her hand on his shoulder...
Astha:shlok...this is what i wanted you to see ...the truth of your baba...look how baba is beating sasu bhai...she needs your help shlok...please go and stop him...
Her words gave him so much courage that he immediately barged inside their room...
NA and anjali both left shocked at his sudden entry...
NA:shlok beta...tum...the stick fell from his hand ...i was ...niranjan tried to give some false justifications for his cruel actions...
Shlok:stop it...baba...i have seen all with my eyes...i followed you blindly but what you have done with my aayi is unbelievable...
"I wanted to ask my father about his regrets. I wanted to ask him what was the worst thing he'd ever done. His greatest sin. I wanted to ask him if there was any reason he showed himself as a saint. I wanted to open up his dictionary and find the definitions for faith,believe,trust, hope, goodness, son, mother, husband, sacrifice, pain''...
Shlok:I always thought that aayi is our enemy but i was wrong ...she was just protecting you...i cann't believe that you have no sympathy for even your own daughter...
"I should no longer define myself as the son of a father who couldn't or hasn't or wouldn't or wasn't."...
Niranjan who was feeling the truth sooo bitter immediately left the room in anger...
Anjali was sobbing badly ...shlok walked up to her and with tear in his eyes he touched the marks on his mother's arms...her neck...every bruise on anjali's body was showing him barbaric and inhumane nature of his father...
I am sorry aayi ...he spoke in a broken voice...mujhey maaf kardey mainey tujhey galat samjha...he folded his hands to apologize...
Anjali was not in a state to say something she just kissed his hands...shlok...merey bachey...this were the only words she managed in a shaky and trembling voice... and went into his arms like a child who just wants protection and care...
Astha brought haldi for anjali ...shlok applied haldi to his mother's wounds ...and after a long long time both mother and son hugged each other...shared their every feeling...their every sorrow with each other...
''A mother is she who can take the place of all others...but whose place no one else can take''...