Suprabhat Bhagininno!
How was your weekend? I spent a good part of my Sunday me-time watching the husband dote on the daughter, uniting after a long separation due to the pandemic. So aaj ka rant is in a different tangent... (maafi dena in advance). And agar aap busy Hain toh please 'urja Vaya Karu naka' (don't waste your energy) for this rant.😆
So what are the Mohite-Patils smoking?🤯 I don't even want to speak about the appalling conduct of an "elderly couple" in front of an 18-19-year-old, who has come to your doorstep to literally hand over the validation certificate for an extramarital affair between her husband and your daughter. What a sorry figure they cut of themselves before Sai!
This khoon that makes them so snooty is actually water running through their veins. Basic 'vagnyachi shisht', as they say in Marathi, of acknowledging a namaste is missing? And this dew-drop Sai of mine addresses these uncouth people as Kaka and Kaku? 😖
Mohite-Patil Saheb, ek free advise tumchyasaathi: Ye aapki beti ki jo unstoppable ashrudhara hai, uska jal ek bowl me collect kar lijiye. And then, please forget any lessons in swimming if you have and just dive into that bowl. Chullu Bhar aansuon mein😠. Because your laadki Rani beti is crying tears gifted by you, not Virat and definitely not Sai. You have failed to slap her awake to reality when it was needed. In fact, you fail your daughter every single day. That look of disgust on your face when you saw Sai enter your mental khaana, should be reserved for your own reflection in the mirror of your house.
Ek assal Maratha to apne nihatte dushman ka bhi satkar karta hai (Shivaji went bare handed to meet Afzal Khan, but carried a kataar on him for defense in emergency as he had expected). Shame on you, senior PPs. But aap jaise pseudo-elite logon se aur umeed bhi kya Karna? Those who have no actual 'mamta' for their own daughter thanks to their ego and pride and choose to back her wrongs, will not feel even any compassion, leave aside the 'Mamta', for some other girl of Sai's age.😖
Chalo, at least the visit to PP's mental maika must have given the very perceptive Sai enough clue to realise that sirf PP hi Nahi tadap rahi hai, Virat Sir ke jilted saas-sasur bhi bohat hurt hain because in their head they can't move over losing their 'imaginary' son in law to Sai.
Whatever the mother meant by "Tum PP aur Virat ke rishtey ke baare me bolna bhi mat, na accha na bura-- mujhe accha nahi laga."😖
Ab ye to natural hai na aunty, aapko kaise acha lagega? Your imaginary 'son-in-law' is not reciprocating your daughter's love the way you wanted and his legally wedded wife has come to remind you that he is not your 'son-in-law' but she is still fetching your daughter for him to keep you losers happy 🤢. (Can I throw up in their face?) But then did I see your eyes light up and your face show some hope when Sai told PP how 'bechain' your imaginary 'son-in-law' is without your daughter? I think I noticed your eagerness to hear what your daughter has to say about packing her bags. I can understand your suppressed euphoria at seeing how ultimately YOUR daughter is the one your imaginary 'son-in-law' still seeks. Waise, itna dress up Karke Kyun baithi thi doodhi kaatne, as if she knew that someone would come to fetch her again today and she could leave without wasting time to get ready? 🥴
Free advise to aunty: please send your daughter back before Bhavani Kaku arrives to fetch her 'Susheel' bahu. She's planning to stay over at your place until the Susheel bahu displays some of her susheelta.
The point is, everyone in the Chakram niwas and even those who have any kind of remote or direct association with the family have assumed that Sai can be treated like 'kachra' -- Sunny ho ya deal-wale husband ke cousin ki wife ke maa-baap, jinse technically Sai has no lena-dena with.
Bhavani ne to aaj Bola bhi - Kachre me se badboo toh aati hi hai...
Chavan saheb, I wasn't expecting you to say anything as usual but at least you spoke against that racist jungle slur. So, I am excusing you some of the dandaas. But I want to remind you about the vaada you made to Sai's Aaba on his death bed.
Kamal Joshi took the bullet for you because unlike unreal Sci-Fi movies, there is no way to dodge a bullet that has been fired at a close range. Kamal Joshi knew you wouldn't have escaped it because you hadn't even seen it coming. He took it for you
His last words to you were:
Mujhe gham Nahi hai ki duty karte huye meri Jaan jaa Rahi hai.. ek police wale ke liye isse jyada Garv ki baat aur kya ho Sakti hai lekin gham hai ki main apni beti se bichhad Raha hoon... Uska mere alawa koi Nahi hai... Meri beti pagal hai, muh fat hai... Lekin Dil ki bohat acchi hai... uski koi baat Ka Bura mat maan na... Aap vaada Karo mujhse ki aap meri beti Ka khayal rakhoge... Main aapse pehle hi guru dakshina le chuka hoon magar phir bhi...
When I look back, I feel Kamal Joshi knew that everyone else in that room were just his fair weather friends and would shirk their responsibility at the first possible opportunity -- which they did and proved him right. In that entire room, as he was dying, the only person he could trust was YOU. And so he said 'aap meri beti Ka khayal rakhna'..
We now know you better than we did when you were in Gadchiroli. Your definitions of most words are contorted for immatures like us because you probably use the in-house dictionary published by the University of Maturegarh😵 So what is the definition of "khayal rakhna"? Yes, everyone around you pushed you into believing that Kamal Joshi meant that you should marry Sai. It wasn't your first thought. And I feel it wasn't Kamal Joshi's thought either. He wanted to ensure that his daughter is protected from any kind of violation -- physical or mental. Because it was only you, he knew, who could guard her from the wolves like Jagtap and may be others lurking around in unknown places that she would go to. To me, Kamal Joshi's "khayal rakhna" was his expectation out of you to 'protect' his daughter. But this marriage-due-to-unavoidable-circumstances is actually doing more harm than good - mentally.
Does Sai deserve this kind of humiliation at the hands of every chalta phirta member of your family, extended family and friend circle, who has a mouth and a voice to speak whatever they wish on her face? And then, to have her hear lectures from you on maturity, tameez and hadh? Her over-reaction stems from her constantly having to look-over her shoulder... to constantly be reminded how unworthy she is of you or of that grand (but rotting) mansion of yours or of the blood that runs through the veins of half your clan. I agree she should learn to be 'shaant' but are you helping her cause by just sending her to fight alone?
In your attempt to convince your 'true love' to come back to the sasural she has 'left because of Sai', you told your jilted saas-sasur, "Main janta hoon ki koi bhi maa baap apni beti ki dukhi nahi dekh sakte"... So, would Kamal Joshi have approved of this marriage-pact you have made with Sai? If pacifying your ill-bred 'true love' and her ill-mannered parents is so important then do recall that your 'guru' Kamal Joshi is now your father in law and he must be watching you as much as watching over you from the heavens.
Wouldn't Kamal Joshi have wanted his daughter to marry for happiness, seek love and respect in her marriage? Would he have approved your decision to marry his daughter when you had no love to offer her for her entire life because you think that your heart belongs to another woman? Haven't you, by your contradictory actions, actually turned her into that 'cheez' which the villagers ne 'utha Kar de di' -- and once she's a doctor, according to your deal, you will also set her aside like a cheez? How would you have explained to Kamal Joshi your silence about this treatment being meted out to Sai at every corner of your house and by outsiders? Wouldn't it affect an 18-19 year old's fragile mind, which has already suffered so much trauma? Why should she have to prove her bravery all the time? Doesn't she deserve your shoulder to lean on at the end of all the barbed jibes thrown at her?
Applause where it is needed- Kamal Joshi also knew that the patience with which you have handled Sai during the entire crisis was not every man would do. And your care for her. But your urge to not displease your unpolished family and discourteous relatives is fast eating into the brownie points you earn.
I hope you really see through the anguish Sai is going through under the layers of courage and indifference that she wears on the outside. She has set aside her 'atma-samman' to bring back your shameless 'true love' because she cannot decipher the reason behind your sulky face and she doesn't wish to be the cause of it. She has a lot of other emotions to deal with already. That is how much she can love anyone she is attached to. And she's not even in love with you yet. But unfortunately, like you, her sense of 'farz' to fulfill her vaada to you as a return for your favour to her, has got mixed up with her 'jazbaat'. Exactly what Kamal Joshi said you shouldn't do. But ab, it is easier said than done na? Because, in the end, even Kamal Joshi could not set aside his 'jazbaat' and paid for it with his life.... 😟
So, come on, ACP, you don't have to lay eggs to tell fresh and rotten apart. I really wish she moves out of that room where you held her by her hand to stop her. YOU don't deserve her yet. Thank your stars that she's agreed to pay you 'sooth, byaj' without any 'mol bhaav'... You will need that much rope to hold to ask her for 'kshama' as your sooth.
Kamal Joshi also told you once: Sai Mera gurur hai
Kuch socha hai, what will you tell Kamal Joshi if he pays you a visit in your dream to ask you about his daughter's 'atma samman'? Socho... Socho... He considered you, perhaps, as the most favourite of his students. Don't let him down.
Sai, you have all my heart ❤️, my pristine dew-drop. Don't burn for this sun, my girl!
Yahan tak read Karke "tumchi urja vaaya" Karne ke liye khup khup aabhar 😄🙏
Aapke vishleshan padhne ke liye mann adhir Rahega.
Have a great day, lovelies!💐
Kyunki Saas Bhi Kabhi Bahu Thi 2
Hui Ghum Yaadein
