Seedha mudde pe.....no beginning ....😅😅
Fine... one beginning....a SAIRAT story.
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It was a fairly good morning. Well, if we speak as a person who is looking at the weather outside, it was good. No clouds, no winds, no rains , and definitely no signs of forthcoming storms.
But that is the reality of weather , but who said the weather will always appear the way it seems. Anything and everything, always depends on the vision . And for a certain someone, that was exactly what was happening. The bright sunny day according to her was too much. There is a difference between heat and light, and the sun was not exactly bringing light and brightness to her life, but it was just too hot for her. Something which made her skin burn ; the arrival of a bright sunny morning screamed the arrival of a new day but not a new beginning. Her morning was just a morning.....nothing new...nothing else.
It was the same kitchen, same house, same people, same work since a few days, but not the same feeling . This feeling was strange for "Sai Joshi" or rather "Sai Virat Chavan". Seeing she was a person who was studying the mysterious yet beautiful world called human body, something extremely practical and on to the point, she just couldn't figure out where exactly was she present at that moment. She was not lost....she could see her route...but not the destination. In these few days, she didn't know what exactly this journey was. Again, she was not lost, she just...... felt incomplete. As if this journey which she is contemplating on since a few days needs something else. She knows she is a wife, she knows she is daughter - in - law, she knows she is a woman, but what was confusing her was, had she ever expected togetherness. She never knew what was around her.
There is this feeling that she has been exposed to since a few days, some questions she has been exposed to as well. She was desperate in search for answers, but this feeling was not exactly that. Something else was surrounding her , something which was too deep for her, something which was not physical, nor practical. But something which needed attention. Something which involved her husband. But what ? What is this thing? It was a psychological fact that our brain loved the negative aspects, but this was not negative. She needed answers to her questions, but her brain and heart both were also urging her to receive something else from Virat sir along with these answers. But, she didn't know what.
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Meanwhile at the same time, someone closed the windows of the car shut. The bright rays of the sun were pricking his eyes, just like his decisions since the past few days were. While he was on his route back, he realised where he heading to, and towards what he heading to .
There was a face of a certain woman which is occupying his heart and brain at the same time. Strange he loved this woman to depth, but he still found himself on the shore always. He didn't know why was he supposed to feel this way. Why didn't his heart or brain lead to a conclusion which didn't involve storms. Why did he always end up envisioning pain , heartbreak, chaos and catastrophe as well. Why didn't his heart allow him to see plus and plus always. This feeling always existed in him, and that is what stopped his vocal chords always from uttering the truth. The deep desire of love was a plus ....but there always existed a minus along with it, and the product always came out minus, always.
Yes, he has his faults, he had major faults let's say. But something in him knew it was not the faults that were a hindrance. If these faults were fatal, a lot of things would have burnt down to ashes long back. No, something was resisting the burns, something was treating the injuries, but something was not allowing them to heal. Something was not allowing them to ignore the scars which had faded with time. Something always made him conscious, and yet again it was not physical. It was a feeling. Was it her temper, no. Her temper was actually her ability to face the world, something which he lacked, something which he also loved in her. But it surely was something that he gets along with her temper, and only gets it, something which made him stand rather than walk.
He looked ahead and figured out they were close to his home.....but he was not sure what else was close. What all came along uninvited.
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As the residents of Chavan Niwas were making use or rather wasting another day of the world while sitting at the dining table , a door bell rang.
And as always the matriarch gave away her orders to the youngest son Mohith to open the door.
But as the person approached the door and opened it, his heart filled with pride and joy which soon got a form of words .
"Kaku, Ashwini kaku, kaka, Sai Vaini ......dekhiye...Virat dada waapis aagaye ".... screamed Mohith and hugged his brother.
But the person who received the hug didn't feel am ounce of zeal coursing through him , as he knew that this joy will be killed by himself within a few moments. He was rather just busy counting down the time towards the dreadful moments.
As everyone got the good news , they rushed towards the door to welcome there veer beta back. Well, for some he was a person who bought pride to the family name, a star on the flag they hoisted infront of the society, for some it was their source of happiness, for some or rather a specific person,they were welcoming back their imaginary world which they had built around him, purely imaginary. As all dragged in him and showered their words of wonder over him, his eyes were searching for a person desperately. And as the ambassador of imagination saw this reality, they couldn't resist themselves from speaking up...
"Shayad Virat ko apne parivaar ke khushi se zyaada apne biwi ki chehre ka intezaar hai , kyun Virat ....."
And as most people gave away sour reactions to the statement of Patralekha, each due to different emotions though, Virat didn't pay heed, cuz at the end of the day, the result of the upcoming impact had to be faced by him and her .
Before the person could utter more non - sense, " Aai, Sai kaha hai? ....." asked Virat.
"Arre, woh kitchen mein hogi, mein abhi le aati hu ".....Said his mother and rushed away to get her daughter-in-law. After all she was a person who had saw her misery from close, so she knew what delight might be awaiting her.
As she entered the kitchen while thinking about Sai's reaction, she saw Sai lost in her world, and lost deeply, and seriously. A little too seriously. But the mother -in law jut summed it up as yet again a dream land where her daughter in law was lost for her son, she decided to bring her back and break the news .
"Arre oh,Mrs. Virat Chavan ke khwaabo waali." This bought Sai back from her fast running thoughts. "Khwaab dekhna band karo, laukar chal baada, Virat waapis aa gaya hai "......
And this news gave rise a new form of train now in Sai, a train called "....".....yep.... speechlessness. Blank, that was the first emotion which Sai had. Totally, completely, BLANK. She didn't know what to say , what to think. The person who was with her, constantly during his absence, in her thoughts,in her mind, in her blood vessels as well, was now present but she had gone somewhere. A place which was ....beeeppppp at an instant.
"Arre aise shaant kyu khadi ho, chalo, milna nahi hai kya usse, chalo Sai bai , aur woh tujhe hi dhoondh raha hai"
And now....the blankness suddenly led to joy, lot's of it. And the next moment she found herself walking along with aai towards her completion, her other half, her reason of peace after all these days. But as she approached the door, everything again came back to a full stop. Even from afar, she could sense the tense situation. Something was wrong, she gave a glance towards her aai and realised she sensed the same.The first thing which crossed her mind was white....and red...yes, the hospital and blood that she found along with her husband after his previous mission. Her heart and brain again began to compete with light when it comes to speed by creating the worse scenarios within moments . And as her body picked up it's speed to calm down its most important organs, she realised maybe they were about to run faster .
As she finally came close and her eyes could see through this crowd, there standing was her husband, but it was not only her husband she realised. An unknown woman, with sindhoor in her hairline, a mangalsutra adorning her neck, a child in her womb as it was clearly visible, and her husband beside her , and who was standing as a guard for this woman she realised by his stature.
" Yeh Shruti hai, aur aajse yeh meri zimmedari hai aur yeh yahi rahegi ......" announced Virat .
And at that moment, the presence was realised by Virat's heart, and as his eyes met. He saw what he had not expected.....yes it was yet again minus side... but not what he wanted to see. It was not fire, it was not rage... neither was it confusion. But, something else....but something which hurt him deeply. The feeling in her eyes which initially began as blankness soon changed to confusion but along with hurt. But what made him confused was...why was she hurt. This was different sort of hurt which he has seen in her eyes, which he has seen for the first time. As if, she had seen her expectations crashing. What was she expecting ?
And as Virat was busy trying to crack the code, the person whose eyes was conveying this was all over. She was confused, and she saw that Virat sir was busy trying to crack her emotions. But, how can he , when she herself can't. When she herself wasn't able to tell anything what was going on . Major part was confusion, cuz this was not the story of Patralekha Salunkhe and Virat Chavan which was narrated, which her brain loved to play with everytime by bringing it again and again on various occasions, which was crisp and correct. But this was new, this was something which she didn't knew, something that didn't exist in her memory. So she was not judging, she was not diving, cu she didn't knew what this is to dive in. She didn't know of any of the happenings.
Someone unknown who was pregnant and her husband has bought her was not the issue. But something else was. And that something was "zimmedari". That hurt her. Hurt, strange hurt. Cuz her brain didn't know the situation, but it very well knew the word - zimmedari. And suddenly, something else came up. Her sapno ka mehal suddenly became fragile crystals, something very brittle. The environment, the woman, the word and her brain , her walls, and that something which was surrounding her ....all came back....all that always kept her guarded. But this time, she hated this truth, she hated this word, she hated the reality, she ,for the first time wanted to run away from this thing, the thing which she used as her sword and shield this whole year, she didn't want to be that woman, she didn't want to be Virat's first "zimmedari". She wanted someone to slap her, a desperate part wanted Virat to slap her out of this.
As she had her brain running, the house had erupted, like always. Statements were flowing from everywhere, and everyone were giving their own lines to make a paragraph into a prose. Where the elders were questioning Virat constantly about the reality and Identity of the person, reminding him and themselves that they had a prestigious medal of honour and hidden ugliness in the form of pride to showcase to the world, reminding him of his job and career reality, some were busy just getting down this star called Virat sir on the flag of family down to the ground by poking their nose without any thought. Though Virat was straight away denying everything, he was revealing nothing at the same time. But he stood by his desicion desperately that he wouldn't leave Shruti alone.
'Desperate' , Sai realised. This was that feeling which she has saw an year ago . When he desperately wanted to fulfill his promise to his guru, her father. Was it again the same this time . Was this his farz combined with his fatal part which can't let go of his responsibilities, his commitments. What was this commitment this time. Why was it killing her as she somewhere realised that there might be another commitment in all this . Something which he can sacrifice for. Something which she hated again , his loyalty towards his commitments. But her chain was broken and she realised what led her back to reality was the same person who always didn't let her live her Reality.
"Virat, yeh tum kya bol rahe ho, tumhe andaaza bhi hai "...as kaku had yelled this, then came
" Virat ko bolke kya faayda badi mami, bolna hai toh Sai ko boliye. Samrat bhi itne din baahar tha, par usne kabhi yeh kadam nahi uthaaya, Sai kabhi uske patni hone ka farz dhang se nibha hi nahi paayi......"
" Patralekha......mere faisle mein sirf mein hi sahi ya galat hosakta hu...Sai ko beech mein laana band kardo tum samjhi...." Yelled Virat as soon as he saw Patralekha degarding Sai's purity due to his decision. And he meant his words, this was on him, only him. Yes, his action will have a reaction,and Sai's reaction was a deciding factor as well. But the "action" is his. And she didn't deserve to be punished for actions. He already was guilty to be the reason of her crumbling down, to be the reason of her bravery being reduced, to be the reason that she was losing her strength, and he did not want to be the reason for self respect being diminished. As all this is going on, Sai just got awakened with something.
And as the zillat continued....he saw Sai leave... everyone did.
"Sai..bada....".... called aai
"Ae jungli mulgi....isko kuch akal hai ki nahi ....."......as kaku yelled .
But within moments, Sai had came back with a chair and she went towards the woman, "Shruti" as she realised.
" Shruti ji...yahi aapka Naam haina"...asked Sai with a rather low voice. And Shruti nodded at this with doubt.
"Aap pregnant hai, shayad last trimested hai. Aapka itni der tak khada rehna theek nahi hai, aap please baith jaayiye" said Sai as she placed the chair next to her.
As Shruti didn't react....Sai continued , " mein medical student hu. Aur aap bhi jaante hai yeh sab shayad. Aapke bacche ke liye... please baith jaayiye" said Sai with warmth. Yes warmth, cuz she was Sai Joshi first, that was what she realised a few moments ago, she was Sai Joshi first,and the woman in front was a person who needed assist at this moment, and she did it. She was Sai after all at the end.
And Shruti did see the warmth, she did sense the warmth and she accepted it and sat down.
"Wow, the great Sai phir aagayi samaaj seva karne"...mocked Patralekha.
Shruti saw this young girl's heart break at this, she could clearly see it in her eyes .
"Ae ladki... Shruti jo bhi, kisse puchkar tu yaha baith rahi hai ...uth abhi aur nikal yaha se "....
"Kaku...aap samajhti kyu nahi hai"....as Virat began.
"Kaku, rehne dijiye na, yeh pregnant hai, yaha thode din guest room mein reh lengi " Sai said in meek voice. And two people were dumbstruck. One was lady in imaginations and the other was Virat. He didn't expect Sai to say these words of all. He thought he knew Sai, but maybe he actually was still on the shore when it comes to an ocean called "Sai ".
"Tu gappa bas.....jungli mulgi"
" Theek hai kaku, aap hi sochiye, agar yeh yaha nahi rahegi, toh phir inki zimmedari toh Virat sir ne li hai. Aur yeh inko lekar ghar chodke chale jaayenge, hum sab ko chodkar aur phir quarters mein rahenge...."
And after these, as Sai uttered these words,Virat got imaginary slaps. Was she actually saying all these cuz she thought he will leave her .Did she actually think he will leave her ? Leave the Family...at this point he didn't know ? But her ? Really. Didn't he ever made her feel secure. Fingers were now on him. His brain questioned him, his heart blamed him. What was she thinking.
And Sai continued, " aur agar yeh waha jaayenge, toh parivaar ki izzat ki, swargiya Nagesh kaka ji ke naam ka, kya hoga ? Padosi kya baatein karenge ? Log kaisi khabar phailayenge aap hi sochiye . " Completed Sai. And the trump card called "name and fame" worked. Everyone became silent .
" Ae ladki , tu apne aap ko samajhti ...." As Omkar began.
"Tu gappa bas Omi . Theek hai, Yeh yaha pe reh sakti hai, par iski shakal mere saamne na aa paaye, aur Virat mujhe iss baat ki safaayi jald se jald chahiye aur yeh yaad rakho. Yeh sirf kuch hi dino ke liye hai, sirf kuch din ,iske baad iska intezaam kar aur yaha se baahar bhej iss ladki ko .... yaad rakh tere iss faisle ke wajah se parivaar ke naam pe agar koyi aanch aayi, toh mujhse bura koyi nahi hoga. Uske baad , tu, yeh ladki, aur yeh teri biwi jo teri tarafdaari aur iski seva kar rahe haina, tum teeno yaha se baahar jaaoge"
"Chinta mat kijiye, shayad yeh jaante hai yeh kya kar rahe hai, SHAYAD...." said Sai as she glanced towards Virat and their eyes met.
As kaku dispersed after her verdict , everyone left to their rooms as well. What were left were aai, Shruti and the couple in dilemma.
"Godu , tu thak gaya hoga, tu fresh hoja, baad mein baat karte hai...." Uttered his aai in a bit disappointed voice. Ofcourse she would be disappointed, her son had after all hurt her daughter.
She just caressed Sai and went away . And then there came an awkward silence. A rather very suffocating awkward silence. One who always thought her temper was dangerous wanted her to burst like a bomb. He wanted her to shower her allegations on him, he wanted her to speak. He wanted to know what was in her heart. He wanted to know that her liberty towards Shruti was her trust towards or his failure in their relation. He wanted to know whether he was the victim or guilty. He wanted to know what she felt. Why didn't she ever tell what she felt ? He wanted to know "was his wife" hurt. Or was it her 24 karat golden heart coming into action. Why can't he come out loyal towards her, why can't she see that he is pure towards her, there is nothing or no one in his heart which pollutes the purity of love he has for her. What bothers her ? What blinds her ? He needs to know , he wants her tell the cause of the winds which makes her lose her calm.
Whereas the other heart wanted to know the truth, only truth. She wanted him to trust her, and she wanted clarification. Why can't he say , "you are my wife, you will be the only one " for once. There will nothing left to cause ruckus if he speaks. Why can't he for once give the clarity, what is his farz, what is his zimmedari and what is his zindagi. Was she his life as everyone claimed to have saw in his actions or was she just a part of his life. She needed that. She didn't want him to say "why does she drag random people in the middle" , but rather she wanted him to say " there is no one else apart from them here to drag, it's only them. ". She wanted to be different in his life, she didn't want to be like everything else in his life. She didn't want to Be another "vaada saga " in his life. She wanted to know "who was she " . Not by the society, not by the promise which her father had took, not by what people say, not according to some deal, but according to him.
" Theek hai, aap kamre mein fresh hojaayiye aur mein inko guest room mein le jaati hu ...." Sai broke the silence. And she took Shruti along with her . And Shruti gladly agreed as this girl was the only person who had the purest aura among all over here which she met. And for some reason she trusted her.....
As they both went in different directions, they realised finally what was lacking between them........
It was not love,it never was, neither was it trust....it was "ASSURITY"........
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