Monday 30th June
Rudra investigates the acid attack ... arre waah! For once, he's actually doing some investigation!
Maithili doesn't know anything ...
Aman says Tejawat is quiet and has gone across the border.
Rudra fires up at the thought that this could be the work of local insignificant goons ... for his Paro, only the most dangerous villains are acceptable!
Mohini taunts Mala that her lover is responsible for more tamasha ... Mala declares her priorities ... lover out of the window, she's on Rudra's side now.
Mohini surprised that Rudra has become 'her son' now ... Mala replies, yep, my son, nothing can change that fact. So has Mala realised that Mohini had a hand in poisoning Rudra against his mother?
BSD office ... local goons are ruled out. So who can it be?
Back home ... Mala thinks maybe Tejawat meant to attack her, Paro got hurt by mistake. Paro reassures her, nope, he's after me too. I'm a state witness against him. (Good thing she hasn't forgotten that!)
And changes her tone when Rudra enters ... please leave now.
Mala apologises to Rudra too ... maybe Tejawat meant to hurt me, Paro got hurt instead. Rudra tells her gruffly, it wasn't Tejawat behind the attack.
Paro can't keep up the pretense for too long ... offers Mala her room again ... besides, that's what Rudra had said, so she was safe in doing so. Rudra chooses wife's comfort over his mother's, but he does what he should have done ages ago ... make arrangements for Mala to stay with Sunehri. Almost calling Mala 'maasa' in the bargain. Paro smiles.
I could swear that Laila stayed in a 'guest room' ... what happened to that? Or did Sumer return and take it over?
At night, Paro finishes her milk (what happened to her allergy?) and wants to keep the glass ... Rudra runs to help. Then she wants to get up, he tells her that he will get her what she wants. She says, he can't ... Rudra is indignant at the thought that it's even possible he can't get anything his beloved biwi wants.
Paro is shy enough now to whisper to him what she wants ... uh oh, yes, that's one thing he can't get for her ... but he can take her to it.
One tiny burn on the dorsal surface of her foot ... Paro is having a field day with Major saab at her beck and call!
Rudra waiting outside the loo ... a very familiar sight for all married women! Usually the men have handbags as well :)
Paro comes out and holds out her arms for him to carry her ... he asks if she's six years old.
Paro was six when she lost her parents ... since that day, she had no one of her own. No one she could beg, cajole, scold, cry, throw tantrums in front of, and get away with it. She was adopted ... she had to be the good, well behaved child ... because she never belonged, she had no right. It was only kindness that kept her from being homeless, and she had to be grateful and be a good girl all the time, to repay that kindness.
Now she belongs. She has someone of her own, someone who loves her, someone she belongs to, someone who panders to her whims, who coaxes her out of her tantrums as though she has a right to throw them ... Rudra can be a child with her ... and she is finally confident enough of her position and her importance in his life, that she can be a child with him too.
And tell him that however childish she is, she behaves older than him most of the time!
Back to the room ... she wants water ... he gets it. The imp in Paro awakens ... this is a good situation, make the most of it.
So she wants a pillow for her foot ... put into position most carefully and gently.
One more for her head ... not this one, a bigger one please ... arranged equally carefully.
Can I have my doll?
Produced and handed over ... accepted with a mischievous smile. Arranged carefully on the bedside table.
Anything more, memsaab? He knows what she's up to ... he'll pander to her demands today ... for now ...
Paro winks at the doll. Since he's asking ...why not?
Maybe you should sing me a song too ... that one ...
She's teasing him, time to tease her back ...
And Paro in the middle of her tease, gets a shock to find her husband very close .. too close ... drat the man, when he knows what that does to her. It dries up her tongue ... as he knew it would.
'Which song ...?' in a husky voice, which says he can do more than sing ...
She smiles, blushes, moves slightly ... and jerks her injured foot ... immediately teasing forgotten in concern.
She's in pain, but says it's okay ... and he feels bad again, how little she complains ... he's sorry, he should have gone with her, maybe this wouldn't have happened ... he feels bad because it's her ...
Why? Wouldn't he have felt equally bad if it had happened to say, maasa?
He clams up immediately ... she knew he would but her words strike where they were meant to.
Sleep.
She settles down, so does he ... then he speaks again .... but it's not in anger for reminding him of maasa. Instead, it's more teasing ...
'I'm waiting, memsaab ... any more orders? Pillow, doll, water ... rain, snow ..?'
No, he's not angry this time at the mention of maasa ... the edge of the fifteen year old anger is already fading.
A small giggle ...
Overheard by Mohini ... much to her fury, as she shuts the big main door ... poison, Laila, mirchi, acid ... nothing seems to be able to separate these two. They're actually laughing together ...
Shutting the door seems to be like bolting it after the horse has bolted ... as a strange hand snuffs out the diya Paro had lit.
In the morning, Rudra wakes to find Paro's doll missing ... and he goes out to search for it ... he and Maithili see the missing doll at the same time ... with a torn arm. A letter with it ... and an anonymous phone call ... the acid fell on Paro's foot not by accident but by design. If the attacker wanted, it would have fallen on her face.
Next shock ... the extinguished diya ... Paro had lit it for her fast. Her first Teej.
Maithili shows Mala the letter.
Rudra finds his co-conspirators in Maithili ... and Mala. They will not tell Paro any of this ...
And he lights the diya again quickly before Paro can see it.
Seems like Rudra will come closer to Mala through his need to protect Paro ... their joint need.
How come Rudra, the brave, brilliant BSD officer, wakes up the moment Paro stirs, but sleeps through Laila stomping through their room to meet Mala, and through a stranger entering their room, picking up the doll and leaving?
precap is scary.
Rudra investigates the acid attack ... arre waah! For once, he's actually doing some investigation!
Maithili doesn't know anything ...
Aman says Tejawat is quiet and has gone across the border.
Rudra fires up at the thought that this could be the work of local insignificant goons ... for his Paro, only the most dangerous villains are acceptable!
Mohini taunts Mala that her lover is responsible for more tamasha ... Mala declares her priorities ... lover out of the window, she's on Rudra's side now.
Mohini surprised that Rudra has become 'her son' now ... Mala replies, yep, my son, nothing can change that fact. So has Mala realised that Mohini had a hand in poisoning Rudra against his mother?
BSD office ... local goons are ruled out. So who can it be?
Back home ... Mala thinks maybe Tejawat meant to attack her, Paro got hurt by mistake. Paro reassures her, nope, he's after me too. I'm a state witness against him. (Good thing she hasn't forgotten that!)
And changes her tone when Rudra enters ... please leave now.
Mala apologises to Rudra too ... maybe Tejawat meant to hurt me, Paro got hurt instead. Rudra tells her gruffly, it wasn't Tejawat behind the attack.
Paro can't keep up the pretense for too long ... offers Mala her room again ... besides, that's what Rudra had said, so she was safe in doing so. Rudra chooses wife's comfort over his mother's, but he does what he should have done ages ago ... make arrangements for Mala to stay with Sunehri. Almost calling Mala 'maasa' in the bargain. Paro smiles.
I could swear that Laila stayed in a 'guest room' ... what happened to that? Or did Sumer return and take it over?
At night, Paro finishes her milk (what happened to her allergy?) and wants to keep the glass ... Rudra runs to help. Then she wants to get up, he tells her that he will get her what she wants. She says, he can't ... Rudra is indignant at the thought that it's even possible he can't get anything his beloved biwi wants.
Paro is shy enough now to whisper to him what she wants ... uh oh, yes, that's one thing he can't get for her ... but he can take her to it.
One tiny burn on the dorsal surface of her foot ... Paro is having a field day with Major saab at her beck and call!
Rudra waiting outside the loo ... a very familiar sight for all married women! Usually the men have handbags as well :)
Paro comes out and holds out her arms for him to carry her ... he asks if she's six years old.
Paro was six when she lost her parents ... since that day, she had no one of her own. No one she could beg, cajole, scold, cry, throw tantrums in front of, and get away with it. She was adopted ... she had to be the good, well behaved child ... because she never belonged, she had no right. It was only kindness that kept her from being homeless, and she had to be grateful and be a good girl all the time, to repay that kindness.
Now she belongs. She has someone of her own, someone who loves her, someone she belongs to, someone who panders to her whims, who coaxes her out of her tantrums as though she has a right to throw them ... Rudra can be a child with her ... and she is finally confident enough of her position and her importance in his life, that she can be a child with him too.
And tell him that however childish she is, she behaves older than him most of the time!
Back to the room ... she wants water ... he gets it. The imp in Paro awakens ... this is a good situation, make the most of it.
So she wants a pillow for her foot ... put into position most carefully and gently.
One more for her head ... not this one, a bigger one please ... arranged equally carefully.
Can I have my doll?
Produced and handed over ... accepted with a mischievous smile. Arranged carefully on the bedside table.
Anything more, memsaab? He knows what she's up to ... he'll pander to her demands today ... for now ...
Paro winks at the doll. Since he's asking ...why not?
Maybe you should sing me a song too ... that one ...
She's teasing him, time to tease her back ...
And Paro in the middle of her tease, gets a shock to find her husband very close .. too close ... drat the man, when he knows what that does to her. It dries up her tongue ... as he knew it would.
'Which song ...?' in a husky voice, which says he can do more than sing ...
She smiles, blushes, moves slightly ... and jerks her injured foot ... immediately teasing forgotten in concern.
She's in pain, but says it's okay ... and he feels bad again, how little she complains ... he's sorry, he should have gone with her, maybe this wouldn't have happened ... he feels bad because it's her ...
Why? Wouldn't he have felt equally bad if it had happened to say, maasa?
He clams up immediately ... she knew he would but her words strike where they were meant to.
Sleep.
She settles down, so does he ... then he speaks again .... but it's not in anger for reminding him of maasa. Instead, it's more teasing ...
'I'm waiting, memsaab ... any more orders? Pillow, doll, water ... rain, snow ..?'
No, he's not angry this time at the mention of maasa ... the edge of the fifteen year old anger is already fading.
A small giggle ...
Overheard by Mohini ... much to her fury, as she shuts the big main door ... poison, Laila, mirchi, acid ... nothing seems to be able to separate these two. They're actually laughing together ...
Shutting the door seems to be like bolting it after the horse has bolted ... as a strange hand snuffs out the diya Paro had lit.
In the morning, Rudra wakes to find Paro's doll missing ... and he goes out to search for it ... he and Maithili see the missing doll at the same time ... with a torn arm. A letter with it ... and an anonymous phone call ... the acid fell on Paro's foot not by accident but by design. If the attacker wanted, it would have fallen on her face.
Next shock ... the extinguished diya ... Paro had lit it for her fast. Her first Teej.
Maithili shows Mala the letter.
Rudra finds his co-conspirators in Maithili ... and Mala. They will not tell Paro any of this ...
And he lights the diya again quickly before Paro can see it.
Seems like Rudra will come closer to Mala through his need to protect Paro ... their joint need.
How come Rudra, the brave, brilliant BSD officer, wakes up the moment Paro stirs, but sleeps through Laila stomping through their room to meet Mala, and through a stranger entering their room, picking up the doll and leaving?
precap is scary.