The resurrection of Di: A short story

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Sep 18, 2012

The resurrection of Di: A short story (By Dhalia) (Thanked: 38 times)

Anjali woke with a stifled scream, drenched in sweat. She sat up, heart racing and panting heavily. Thankfully Shyamji was still fast asleep. The wall clock showed the time to be 3.00 am. Feeling very agitated and restless, she threw off the covers and walked out of the room and went to the mandir.

The wedding festivities and rituals had gotten over just a few days ago and the house was now bereft of any decoration and hustle bustle. Now that there was nothing to distract Anjali and there was no scope of her running away from the harsh painful reality, she kept having the same nightmare for the past 3 days.

Her baby, crying, calling her, pleading for help.....a tiny hand....even tinier fingers with the cutest little nails....reaching out to her....and just as she was within reach...she slipped from her grasp and fell from her grasp....she always had the same dream and woke up at this point.

She wearily rested her head near Devi Maiyya's feet and prayed for strength. She was tired of pretending that all was well, that she was fine, she was happy.....her shoulders shook as tears slipped unnoticed in a continuous stream.....all the events had occurred in such a rapid succession that there really had been no time to reflect, to grieve, to mourn, to heal...it was all hitting her now.....

Her beloved husband and father of her unborn child, a dastardly villain?....Nahi nahi....this could not be possible....he was so gentle and caring, he loved her so much......how could he plot to kill her Chotte....it was impossible....and he lived as a paying guest at Khushiji's house, was engaged to be married to her? But then who was right, who was wrong, was he lying, was Chotte lying, was Khushiji lying?

One thing was true....Chotte had been kidnapped....he had been missing for so many days....and she yet she did not even have any inkling of it....any premonition....very strange....even she could not believe it herself....how could she not feel that her beloved Chotte was in trouble....what had changed.....maybe she had thought that now that Khushiji was there she could leave Chotte in her capable hands and focus on her own family, her growing baby....maybe it was because she did not feel at all well those days...so tired and exhausted and the constant nausea was also very disturbing....but she didn't like to complain....after all this is what she had prayed for so many years....her own baby....and besides everybody in the house loved her so much....they all got so panic stricken even if she so much as sneezed that she did not even dare to say that she was not feeling well.....although it was getting difficult to keep pretending that she was fine.....and now this....her husband, a liar, a thief, a murderer?....no no that couldn't possibly be true...

Chotte would never lie to her......then what about the baby growing in her womb.....what would she say to her when she grew up and asked about her baby.....would she be able to love the baby as she deserved to love the baby.....would she have to always listen to taunts from her friends about her villainous father.....how would she be able to bear it.......It had all become too much for her....with no hope in sight.....her heart breaking for the little innocent one, her confused mind came up with the only logical solution.....put the little one out of her misery....release her from the pains and injustices of this cruel unkind world.....yet even that avenue was closed by Chotte.....

Anjali had been vastly relieved of course and horrified at her own actions....she couldn't sleep for days after that...she wept for nights on end....clutching her baby....begging forgiveness....she yearned for the safety and warm comfort of her husband's strong loving arms....she missed him terribly....whom could she talk to....everybody treated her like a china doll.....gave her medicines and left her alone.....

Then came the phone calls...the warm familiar kind voice was like a soothing balm....she hung on it like a lifeline...when he suggested that they meet so that he could clear up the misunderstanding...she clutched at it like a drowning man clutches a straw.....she readily agreed....after all he was her husband....Chotte never listened to reason....as a wife she had the right to know the truth and both sides...so that she could make an informed decision......

At the sight of him after so long, smiling at her lovingly, she broke down in his arms and cried her heart out....he was so gently and understanding....never an unkind word against anyone.....not even Khushiji.....all a misunderstanding.....yes it must be just like he said....must be someone who looked like him....an evil twin brother.....just like Shyamji explained to her....yes and he was looking for that imposter and no sooner had he found him...he would clear his name.....till then they would have to be patient....she was happy....no one was wrong...everything was alright again.....things would be the same again.....

But no....she was wrong....things would never be the same ever again....

TBC....

PS: @Ramya sorry to have disappointed you again...may be it is time to relinquish the Khulasa crown so generously and undeservedly bestowed upon me as I feel like it is closure time.....ok ok, listen.....here's the deal.....let me have a glimpse, just a teeny weeny glimpse of ASR's shatir dimaag...even if it is to blast of Dadi for saying "yeh shaadi nahi ho sakti".......I promise I will be be back with a Khulasa...toh deal pakki hai?

Sep 19, 2012

The resurrection of Di: The doctor calls (By Dhalia) (Thanked: 38 times)

But no....she was wrong....things would never be the same ever again....she lost her baby...forever and ever...never ever would the little one come again....the pain ripped her....she screamed in agony.....then came the unkindest cut....he blamed her for the loss of their baby.....he cried like a baby....he was right....it was her fault....she had killed her baby.....she had so many people to look after her....he was all alone....suffering, in pain....no no this was even worse.....the depth of his sorrow his grief was unimaginable....her tears dried up...she froze....she drowned in guilt...she could only think of his pain his sorrow...nothing else mattered....he was in pain....he needed her....she was his wife....she was his right....she could not bring the baby back.....but she would get him back....she would heal him....she would make things right again....it was either that or die....there was no hope in sight....she didn't care anymore....she couldn't think straight anymore....she felt dizzy and confused....

She had to make things as they were before....it was all her fault that she had lost the baby.....she had tried to kill the baby...now the baby....no no she would not think of the baby....she had to think of her husband....he needed her....she needed him....things would be alright again...yes...he was home....that was all that mattered....big families keep having misunderstandings....then they get sorted out...with a lot of love and patience....they would again be happy just like before.....a wedding was the best way to keep busy...to stop thinking about the baby...about the past...about what went wrong....push your body....push till you are too exhausted to feel, to think, to miss the tiny kicks of the little one.....but that was easier said than done.....yet she kept saying, I am very happy....more to convince herself than the others....but her heart was not so easily fooled.....she spent hours in the bathroom crying out her eyes...stifling her sobs....holding in her pain....she had nobody to blame....all her fault...she should have been more careful...

Now that the wedding was over...even that distraction, that responsibility was over....there was a vacuum.....it sucked in all the pain which had been stuffed back relentlessly to all corners of her brain and overwhelmed her....and flooded her with renewed strength....time had not eased the pain....it seemed to have increased....give me strength Devi Maiyya....help me....I am sorry my little one, I am sorry.....she felt a hand on her shoulder.....she looked up...it was Khushiji.....

She sat down next to her and quietly hugged her.....without saying anything.....her tears welled up and she yielded to the luxury of having a shoulder to cry on and cry she did....heart rending sobs shook her and Khushiji hugged her as they both cried for the lost little one.....both lost track of the time......slowly the intensity of the sobs diminished and Anjali sat quietly hiccupping from time to time.....Khushi got up and got her a glass of water.....

Anjali docilely drank it up and said, thank you Khushiji, you don't know.....but your support meant a lot.....I often cry alone hoping to find release....but today after crying on your shoulder.....I feel much better......maybe it is because I am tired of pretending that I am happy....that I have forgotten.....the truth is that this pain will never go away.....I just have to learn to live with......but please Khushiji, don't say anything about this to anybody....everybody will get unnecessarily upset and you know how Chotte is....things are getting slowly better and I don't want anybody to....you understand na Khushiji?

Khushi: Theek hai, Di, but you also have to promise me something.

Anjali: What?

Khushi: Please call me on Khushi....after all aapke Chotte se bhi hum chotte hain....

Anjali responded with a watery smile and nodded her head, Theek hai Khushi....now we should go and

rest as it nearly 5 O'clock almost time to get up....go before Chotte comes looking for you.....

Later that morning, after everybody had left for work, Anjali got a phone call from her gynecologist and friend.

Doctor: How are you feeling Anjali?

Anjali: Hum theek hai doctor

Doctor: You need to come for a follow up check up. Can you come today, say around 12 O clock?

Anjali: Sure doctor, thank you

Doctor: Anjali....umm.... I was wondering if you were taking some medicines or supplements or herbal products during your pregnancy....other than that which I prescribed you?

Anjali: Nahi toh....why?

Doctor: No nothing, just something, may be nothing....look, can you do me a favor....can you bring me all the medicines, even any herbal agents that you were taking during pregnancy....

Anjali: Yes....sure...but why?

Doctor: We will discuss when you come here and I would prefer if you came alone and did not talk to anybody about this....

TBC

Sep 19, 2012

The resurrection of Di: At the doctor's (By Dhalia) (Thanked: 42 times)

Surprised and a little concerned, Anjali put the phone down and collected all the medicines that she had been taking during pregnancy. Her eyes filled with tears.....

At the doctor's Anjali handed over the packet to the doctor, here are the medicines I was taking. But why do you want these medicines doctor? And why did you want me to come alone?

The doctor hesitated and then said, Anjali, how are you feeling? Everything alright?

Anjali: Yes doctor I am fine, please tell me...

Doctor: Well, I was going through your reports and there were some strange findings, I wanted to contact you earlier, but then I thought I should let you recover and also there was a wedding in the family, so...

Anjali: Strange, what do you mean strange?

Doctor: Firstly, there were some burn marks on your fingers of your left hand. Do you know how you got them?

Anjali: Burn marks, she looked at her left hand and tried to recollect, no I am sorry I don't remember being burnt or anything

Doctor: Ok the other thing is that you had several pieces of glasses under your feet. What were you doing walking around bare feet, especially given your condition and pregnancy?

Anjali: Doctor, haan woh....i couldn't find my shoes....so I walked like that and I think there were glass pieces near the door....may be on the doormat....I wonder how the glass pieces came to be there?

Doctor: But you tripped on the stairs....

Anjali: No, I went out of the room, I remember the glass pieces hurting me and my feet were bleeding and

then walked towards the lobby and I was holding the banister with my left hand for support....yes that is when I got a shock and then I fell and rolled down the stairs.....she broke down.

The doctor came and put her hand on her shoulder, I am sorry Anjali for making you go through it all again....I wouldn't do it if it weren't necessary....

Anjali: What do you mean doctor?

Doctor: Anjali, this is a very serious matter and you need to be very strong about it....in a way it was good that you had the miscarriage....the baby....the baby would not survived even otherwise....as the baby had some severe malformations...which would not have been compatible with life.....

Anjali, stared at her in horrified shock: What are you saying doctor?

Doctor: Anjali, listen to me carefully, the baby had some deformities, which are typically caused by certain medicines when taken during pregnancy. That is why I asked you if you had been taking some other medicines and also asked you to get these medicines so that I can get them tested.

Anjali: But, but....why...who....

Doctor: Anjali, control yourself, I told you, you have to be brave...... you just can't fall apart now. I specifically asked you to come alone, because I know there is some unrest in your home, there is some problem with your husband, maybe your brother....I don't know who is wrong and who is right....all I know is that .....something is wrong somewhere and God forbid.....if my suspicions are correct...your life could be in danger.....

Anjali, attempting to compose herself: Doctor, are you trying to tell me that somebody was deliberately trying to kill my baby?

Doctor: Yes or that some medical company is selling the wrong medicine or there is some error in dispensing or packaging....give me some time...I will get these checked and tested... perhaps I am wrong but still we need to know so that other babies are not harmed....and that is another reason I did not want to involve anyone else from the family....there is already tension at your home....why create more unrest merely on the basis of suspicion...In fact I did not want to tell you either.....but since I needed the medicines, I had to tell you........once the picture is clear...I will tell you and then you can decide for yourself what to do....

Anjali, nervously wringing her hands, started weeping what are you saying doctor, I can't believe this...this can't be true....becoming more and more agitated....

The doctor got up swiftly and gave her a tablet and made her lie down on the couch while she talked to her soothingly, Anjali, relax, everything will be fine, just take deep breaths and pray to God for strength.

After a while, Anjali seemed to calm down as the anti-anxiety medicine took effect and she sat up. Thank you doctor, I should be going home as my family would be getting worried.

Doctor: Wait Anjali, take these medicines and take one tablet at night to help you sleep. And remember, these tablets are very safe, even if you take all together, you won't die....understand...

Anjali nodded her head.

Doctor: Are you sure, you are Ok....I am thinking maybe I should not have said anything to you, but then I didn't know whom to trust at your home....should I call your husband or your brother....

Anjali: No doctor, don't call anyone, thank you I am feeling calm now.....and yes doctor...if anything does go wrong and you have to call someone......call my brother Mr Arnav Singh Raizada....but doctor....please call me as soon as you get the reports....thank you

TBC

Sep 20, 2012

The resurrection of Di: HP talks to Di (By Dhalia) (Thanked: 39 times)

Anjali walked into her room trying to make sense of it all.....her baby.....gone before she could come into this world.....murdered.....by her own......parents .....she shuddered.....no no this could not be true......how could she bear this......she longed to hold her baby.....there was not even a memento left.....the room had been swept clean of all signs of the baby....it was as if she had never intended to come ....the tiny sweaters she had knitted so lovingly, the pretty frilly frocks she had bought with such anticipation......Dadi had packed them all off to the orphanage........even the cot was no longer in the room.....she yearned for a shoulder to lean on....yet she couldn't confide in anyone right now.....for different reasons.....Chotte would get wild and take the violent route, what if Shyamji was innocent.....worse..... what if he was guilty.....there was nobody else who would....no no...even he would not...not the father of his own child....would he....maybe there was a medicine mix up....but what about the glass pieces...and her shoes....she couldn't find them that day....but now they were in her room.....may be Hari Prakash would know....

Anjali: HP, after that day....after that hadsa...when I was in the hospital....did you clean my room?

HP: Ji Didi, only I cleaned your room.

Anjali: umm...did you find anything strange...I mean like glass pieces....

HP: Haan Anjali didi....there were a lot of glass pieces...but only on the door mat....I took it away and cleaned it....but I don't know from where so much of glass pieces came from....nothing broke....and only I come into the rooms as the workers are not allowed in the rooms....and even if something did fall on the mat...it would not break into so many pieces....hain na Anjali didi?

Anjali nodded her head, Achcha HP....where did you find my shoes?

HP: Your shoes, Anjali didi....why there were right here...under the bed...in this room...

Anjali: Nahi HP, that day I had taken them off near the lobby where the function was being held....but I couldn't find them there....did you bring them back and put them here later?

HP: Nahi didi, they were here...I am sure of it...I told you nobody else is allowed in the rooms and when I saw the glass pieces and the blood stains on the floor I was very surprised as your shoes were right there under the bed...

Anjali sank down lifelessly on the bed....did you find anything else, HP?

HP: Actually I did...when I found the glass pieces...I did a thorough cleaning of the room and ....I found a cardboard box under the bed.....I didn't open it....here..I kept it here...HP took it out from a drawer and gave it to Anjali...

Anjali, took the box and said...achcha...ab aap jaaiye....but don't say anything to anybody right now...everybody will get worried.....and HP....woh.... baby cot....where is it now?

HP: Ji...that is in the store room.

Anjali: Theek hai....

After HP left, Anjali opened the box to find a pair of gloves and a small plastic bag. She stared at these puzzled. What were these doing under the bed...and the plastic bag...it was empty....or was it...tucked away in the corner was a couple of transparent pieces of.....glass....Anjali's heart started thudding....all her fears came rushing back....were Chotte and Khushi right after all....somebody had deliberately strewn the glass pieces on the doormat.....and had worn gloves while doing so.....those glass pieces were not incidental or accidental.....they were put with a purpose......who could it be....and why...... would...could her Shyam ever do such a thing....his own baby....nahi nahi...inconceivable....

Just then she heard Shyam outside asking HP for a cup of tea...she hastily shoved the box back into the drawer and quickly lay down and closed her eyes......she had no desire to talk to him or anybody else.....

Shyam: Rani Sahiba, aap theek toh hai....you went to the doctor na......you should have told me...I would have come along.....what did she say?

Anjali: Nahi, hum theek hai....she didn't say much...just told me to take rest and has given me medicines to help me sleep....and then go again in few days time....

Shyam: Arre aapne bataya nahi....that you were not able to sleep at night....you should have told me....I was to go out of town for a meeting for a couple of days....I will cancel it...

Anjali: Nahi nahi, humne kaha na...hum theek hai....please go....work should not suffer na....I will be fine...

Shyam, lovingly, theek hai Rani Sahiba, as you say...

Anjali's heart sank....did she hear an undercurrent of false sweetness or was she overreacting....she shuddered internally and turned aside to avoid talking to him......She could feel his searching eyes on focused on her....thankfully in a little while he moved away.....she felt she could breathe again.....she kept replaying all the incidents that had occurred in the past.....she could no longer afford to escape from the little pointers.....she stopped herself....nahi nahi....you are being unnecessarily suspicious and disloyal to your husband.....he deserves your trust......but what about my child....who could be so cruel....tears clogged her throat....she clenched her fists....she would not rest till she got to the bottom of this.....no matter who it was.....she would make sure he was exposed....she would only wait till the doctor's report......Hey DM....please help me....help me be strong....

Sep 20, 2012

The resurrection of Di: Where there is a will.... (By Dhalia) (Thanked: 49 times)

The sleeping pill helped her sleep, yet she again woke up with the nightmare at around the same time. Unable to continue to lie down next to her husband she walked out of the room....almost unknowingly her feet took her to the store room....the baby cot called to her.....she rocked the cradle gently and wept as she yearned for the little one.....she caressed the cradle as she recollected her dreams and the songs she would sing for her princess....now lost forever....buried....... under layers of dust....she wiped her tears and looked for a duster....she started to wipe the cradle clean of the dust....the mundane chore calmed her down as she carefully dusted every little nook and cranny of the cot.....then she felt a crackle under the cot.....curious she sat down and looked underneath the cot and found something taped to the underside of the cot....wonderingly she pulled it out......and opened it....

Luckily she was sitting down when she opened the folded pages of paper.....there it was in black and white....a Will signed by Chotte bequeathing all his property to Shyam Manohar Jha.....no matter how many times she read it....the words did not change.....

She slowly got up and went to the mandir and sank down before the Goddess........this was the Will that Khushi had been talking about.....Chotte would never ever make such a Will........it was all true.....Shyam kidnapped Chotte and tried to kill him.....the doctor's report was now a mere formality.....but no she would wait....she needed all the proof she could get.....things had gotten so bad because there was no proof last time and he had been able to fool her.....kill her baby.....not any longer Mr Jha....you will pay for your misdeeds...for daring to harm my Chotte.... ....betray me..... and kill your own baby.....what kind of a monster was he...he didn't deserve anything from her....he meant nothing.......I will make sure you pay....even if that is the last thing I do.....she swore....help me DM....she prayed....forgive me.....forgive me for straying from your path.....for lying that I was going to the temple....when actually I went to meet that lying cheating....Devi Maiyya....my child my baby.....he took her away...he destroyed her....and you let him.......itni badi sazza....kaun sa paap ke liye......why why......she completely broke down and wept her heart out.....she felt a hand on her shoulder....she froze.....

It was Dadi.....she quickly wiped her tears and hid the papers under her saree pallu....Dadi woh...

Dadi, gently, I understand bitya...it is good to cry...but now you go and rest and try to sleep....sab theek ho jayega...

Anjali nearly burst out into another fresh bout of tears but she controlled herself with a superhuman effort.... Nahi Dadi, hum theek hai....she shuddered at the thought of going back to her room....to that man....she couldn't go back and face him without attacking him....doing him physical injury....she wanted to throttle him....she wanted to.....

Dadi: Come Anjali, I will take you to your room

Anjali: Na....nahi Dadi....I don't want to disturb him.....waise bhi he has to go out of station today and he needs his rest....can I go and rest in your room Dadi....and will you tell him that I am fine and not to disturb me....I will talk to him later

Dadi caressed Anjali's hair and gently nodded her head, Ok....Go and sleep in my room, I will tell damaadji, don't worry.

Anjali thankfully escaped to Dadi's room and for good measure locked the door as well, keeping a bit of the curtain aside so that anybody could see she was sleeping and would not disturb her.

Anjali got up a couple of hours later, when she was sure that Shyam would have left the house for his trip. She read and read the Will again and again.....she had not dreamt it....she could no longer close her eyes to the harsh reality ......feeling very disturbed and restless, she decided to go to the mandir.

Dadi insisted on coming along even though Anjali was somehow not keen on any sort of company...she felt like being alone....just like she felt......alone...

Dadi, sensing she was disturbed, and a bit worried, tried to cheer her up by talking of this and that. But when she saw Anjali was unresponsive, she probed further, Kya hua, Anjali, you are looking very upset. Talk to me, you know talking helps to calm you down and so many times we find that things which are so difficult to bear become bearable when you talk it out...

Anjali: Nahi Dadi, hum theek hai....

Dadi: I know what you are worried about, your husband na...don't worry everything will be fine....and most importantly he loves you so much.....look at how much he is tolerating for your sake.....anybody else and he would have put his ego first and taken you away from here....but no, he didn't do any such thing did he....and you know why....all for you....he knows you love your brother very much and would be unhappy without him and the others as well......you are very lucky to have a husband like damaadji...he is so mature....look at the way he has handled that girl.....hmph.....if I had my way....I would throw her out of the house this very minute.....

Anjali, exerting full self control, swallowed the lump in her throat and said: Which girl are you talking about Dadi?

Dadi: I don't believe this Anjali, don't tell me you don't know how that girl Khushi has poisoned your family....she is the cause of all the ills that plague this family....

Anjali: What are you saying Dadi, Khushi, what has Khushi done?

Dadi: Anjali, you are too good to be true, you live in a cocooned world of your own, where everyone is as nice, simple and straightforward as you are....but Anjali, in reality, it doesn't work like that.....real people are mean, cruel, cunning and devious.....just like Khushi.....first she tried to ensnare your husband.....when she failed....she trapped Arnav.....

Sep 21, 2012

The resurrection of Di: Unravelling the threads (By Dhalia) (Thanked: 43 times)

Anjali: Dadi, yeh aap kya keh rahi hain.....who told you all this...

Dadi: Hume sab pata hai.....Damaadji came and told me all when he came to the Ashram

Anjali: He came to the Ashram?

Dadi: Yes Anjali bitiya, when he was wrongly accused by that Khushi.....he was lost...he came to the Ashram and shed tears and begged me to come and sort it out....he did not speak a word against Arnav....but he clearly said that it was all that girl's fault...she was tried to trap him in her web of deceit and when she failed....she accused him of making a false Will, kidnapping Arnav and planning to kill him....

Anjali felt faint, in her anguished and mentally disturbed state she had forgotten all about Khushi. She needed to think, to work it all out....thank God they had arrived at the temple....maybe she could get some much needed peace and quiet here.....

Anjali went to the temple with her Dadi and after paying obeisance sat down at one corner which was relatively deserted. She closed her eyes and tried to collect her thoughts, what had Chotte said that day, he had married Khushi for her and her baby's sake....he did not love her then....it was because he thought Shyam and Khushi were having an affair....just like Dadi thinks now.....why did they think so? And why did Chotte stop thinking so.......in fact he was now madly in love with Khushi.......yet Chotte was still so angry with Shyam....her head was hurting....she couldn't think straight....he Bhagwan....what all crimes had he committed....how many more shocks were in store....no she could not afford to weaken now....she needed to get to the bottom of this.....

Khushi had said something important that dreadful day, which Payal had also supported.... when her world had come crashing down......what was it......she had firmly pushed it to the back of her mind and conveniently forgotten about it.....time for convenience is over Anjali....your convenience cost you your baby....almost lost you your brother....wake up before that man could destroy her whole family..... she straightened her spine......not if she could help it......

Khushi had said....what.....yes....that Shyam had stayed as a PG in their house, had been engaged to Khushi......then why did Shyam spin a different yarn to Dadi and accuse Khushi of luring him rather than tell Dadi what he had told Anjali.....that there was an imposter who looked like him....a sort of evil twin....like in the movies....and Anjali had believed him.....no wonder Dadi as good as called her a gullible fool.....there was one way to find out the truth.....talk to Khushi....

No Khushi would never tell her the complete truth....she would shield her and protect her....just like everyone else in the house....Anjali smiled sadly....everyone loved her so much.....especially Chotte and now Khushi.....now she could understand their sudden wedding.......the apparent disconnects and discords between the two and the way they pretended to be in love in front of her........she had been too self absorbed and annoyed with them and yet ecstatic at her pregnancy to look beyond the surface.....poor Khushi......to have had to bear Chotte's wrath and the family's ire without a complaint....and all alone......she wondered what threat Chotte had used to convince her to marry him in this clandestine fashion......must have been something very dire indeed.......Anjali sighed unhappily......

Anjali spent another restless night despite the sleeping tablets and as soon as the clinic opened, she called the doctor if the reports had come in....no came the response...she did not know whether she was glad or sad....still hoping for a miracle Anjali?...still closing your eyes Anjali?...she taunted herself....it didn't really matter what the reports were...it would be just another nail in the coffin....it was time that she accepted what was in front of her.....what Khushi had said that day.....what Chotte believed....what NK said....now that she had found the Will.......she needed no other proof....yet she would wait for the report....she spent the whole day in front of the mandir at home...doing the Geeta Paath....trying to find some solace and calm her agitated nerves...another day passed like an eon....

The next day, the doctor called Anjali to meet her. Quietly Anjali slipped out of the house, lest some kind soul decided to accompany her.....she told the guard to tell HP that she had gone to the mandir and would be back in some time.

At the doctor's her worst suspicions were confirmed. There was no doubt about it her medicines had been tampered with. The doctor had prescribed multivitamins for her.....these had been replaced with similar looking capsules of Vitamin A which in high doses were toxic and dangerous for a growing baby...there was no chance of a mix of the medicines at the level of the chemist or the manufacturer as the bottle was of one company and the capsules of another......somebody had deliberately and knowingly switched the capsules.....not somebody....Shyam..... he must have sneaked in and replaced the medicines....just as he had sneaked in during the Godh bharai........all that care and concern for her....the medicines he insisted he take from his hands......all a natak ..........the dull ache in her heart was replaced by the beginnings of a terrible anger....a murderous rage that Anjali was hard put to control......how could a man plot to kill and damage a child....that too his own flesh and blood......any feelings, any soft corners that may have been lurking in her, any hope that may have been flickering in the deep recesses of her heart.....died an instant death and gave birth to a furious woman determined to expose him and put an end to his villainous career......and he had had the audacity to make her feel guilty for losing their baby.......icy rage engulfed her..........too many innocent people had suffered because of him.....and because of their love for her.....it was payback time.....

Sep 21, 2012

The resurrection of Di: At GH (By Dhalia) (Thanked: 37 times)

After thanking the doctor and assuring her that she was fine, Anjali swept out of the doctor's clinic to go back home and....her fists clenched...she took several deep breaths to calm herself.....she needed to be cool.....she should not underestimate that monster....to have stayed with a man for 4 years and yet be entirely unaware of his evil side spoke volumes for his cunning nature.....and her foolish trusting nature....but no longer....she needed to use her brains, be calm and have a plan in place......she couldn't just go home, accuse him, start a slanging match, slap him and be over with it...no that was what had happened last time.....Chotte had let him off with a slap or two....in deference to her feelings....and look at what had happened......much as her anger needed a violent outlet....she would not make the same mistake....she wanted him behind bars......she wanted him to be convicted of murder....she wanted him hung till dead.....for killing her baby.......she took a deep breath...she would have to be careful....he was a lawyer after all.....

Anjali: Mohan, take me to Laxmi Nagar.

At GH, Buaji and Garima were pleasantly surprised to see Anjali and fussed over her.....Babuji was also there....

After the initial pleasantries, Buaji asked hesitantly: Bitiya, everything alright? Anything special that brought you here....

Anjali: Ji Buaji, I wanted to talk to you all.....I hope you will be truthful and tell me everything about Shyam.....

Buaji and Garima both looked in shocked surprise at Anjali, Shyam?

Anjali, firmly: Yes, Shyam....please Buaji.....I know the ugly truth about that man.....but I need to know this side of him as well.....I believe he stayed here as a PG.....that Khushi and Shyam were engaged.....please Buaji....don't treat me like a child.....I am a grown woman and I need to know.....

Buaji somberly nodded her head and narrated all the incidents associated with Shyam, how he had saved Khushi at Lucknow, how he came to stay as a PG, how he said he was all alone, how he slowly manipulated them....especially her....how she had emotionally blackmailed and bulldozed Khushi into getting engaged to Shyam, how Khushi got to know....that she had gone to tell her the truth but had backed out as she felt Anjali would not be able to bear the shock......

Anjali, nodded her head sadly, yes that Anjali would not have been able to bear the shock...she clearly remembered her panic over the mangalsutra......no wonder Khushi had refrained from telling her the truth.....yet today....Anjali had not only survived the loss of her baby but borne the shock of her husband's duplicity that he was a murderer who plotted the death of his own child.....she would survive...she had to for the sake of Chotte....and Khushi...who cared for her so much.....despite knowing the truth about Shyam.....they had brought him home...... for her sake........she was overwhelmed by their love for her......they had mothered her, shielded her, protected her.....she felt totally loved, cherished and blessed.......she didn't need Shyam as her life's breath....there were better, far far better reasons to live and live happily she would.......she would not let Chotte's and Khushi's love for her go waste........... but first.....she gritted her teeth.......she needed to make sure that man would never be in a position to harm another person ever again.....

Buaji: Kya hua Bitiya....

Anjali: Buaji, I am very sorry, my husband is a monster and I did not know anything till a couple of days ago.....maybe I did know....but I didn't really believe it.....I deliberately chose to ignore the truth.....I closed my eyes......and because of that.....I lost my baby....Anjali's voice broke...

Buaji: What....yeh kya keh rahi ho bitiya

Anjali, controlled herself, Hum theek keh rahe hai Buaji.....he gave me wrong medicines which harmed my baby....when the doctor stopped the medicines....the father of my baby planned it all so that I fell down and had a miscarriage.....

Before Buaji could say anything, Babuji suddenly became agitated.....everyone stared at him in surprise....he kept looking at Anjali and tried to say something.....Anjali had a flashback of the day they had all come to ask for Payal's hand in marriage for Aakash.....he had suddenly become so agitated on seeing her....had he known something about Shyam....was there something he wanted to say.....

Anjali went to him and asked him, Do you want to say something about Shyam?

He vigorously nodded his head and then repeatedly hung his head to one side and closed his eyes....they all stared at each other in confused surprise.....what was he saying.....somebody died.....he killed somebody.....no tried to kill somebody....who....

Excited, Babuji vigorously nodded his head.....and raised a shaking hand and pointed a finger to himself and muttered...vai....vai....dvai....

Buaji clapped her hand to her head and moaned HRNK.....that man was the reason you had the heart attack....hai na....he did something with the medicines....hain na......

Relieved to have passed his message, Babuji nodded his head again.....

All three women stared at each other in consternation. Buaji again clapped her hand to her head and

burst out....yes yes... that day when he had the heart attack...we had all gone out....only Shyam was here with him....what if........Babua...tell us...did he do something...did he deliberately provoke you......and led you to have the heart attack?

Babuji, nodded his head vigorously....

Buali: And what were you saying about the medicines?

Babuji, angrily and violently shook his head

Anjali said wonderingly, he deliberately withheld your medicines....he tried to kill you....he is responsible for this state of yours.....

She did not need Babuji's confirmatory nod....she just knew it.....

Sep 22, 2012

The resurrection of Di: Setting the stage (By Dhalia) (Thanked: 42 times)

Anjali stiffened....Another nail in the coffin.....bas enough is enough....it was time to put an end to it all.

She quickly convinced Buaji and Garima to come with her to RM to help her expose Shyam once and for all....they readily agreed.

On the way back, Anjali got a call from Chotte, Di, Di kahan ho...you have been gone so long...

Anjali: Relax Chotte, I am on my way back...woh... I stopped for some shopping...where are you?

Chotte, calming down: I am home, we are all home except for you.

Anjali: Yeh...Shyamji bhi?

Chotte, his voice stiff: Yes

Anjali: Achcha, Chotte, please give the phone to Khushi...I need to talk to her

Khushi: Ji Di, Kahiye..

Anjali: Khushi, listen to me carefully and answer only in monosyllables....and come away from everybody...ok...go to the kitchen....are you alone now?

Khushi, surprised but playing along: Ji

Anjali: I need your help....I now know Shyam is a very evil man and how he....oh...we can talk about all that later...but right now I want to trap him and have him arrested....last time we made the mistake of letting him go....and underestimated his evil cunning nature....now listen carefully...I have a plan...so just play along......and don't let Chotte know...stay beside him and control him....otherwise he will kill Shyam right away.....I want Shyam in jail not Chotte....theek hai? I will be reaching home in another 15-20 min make sure that everybody is in the lobby.....make sure HP is also around

Khushi: Ji

Anjali: Khushi, now make some excuse to call Aakash to the kitchen and tell him to call me from the privacy of his room. Warn NK, Payal to be alert as well....

Heart thudding, Khushi put the phone down....what happened.....something big surely....nahi toh she had never heard Di talking so crisply and commandingly......almost sounded like her Laad Governor....she shook her head to break out of her reverie.....there was work to do......she went back to the lobby and handed the phone to Arnav.....he looked questioningly at her.....what did Di say?

Khushi, looked at him challengingly, kuch nahi.....zaroori nahi hai humaari har baat aapko batai jaye...

Arnav resignedly shook his head and shrugged, Ok, I am going to my room....

Khushi: Nahi....you sit here....Di is coming....she...she is hungry....and I am making tea and pakoras....you sit here....she will be here soon....

Arnav's lips tightened and he glared at her....she understood that he wanted to avoid Shyam.....but she glared back at him....and then silently pleaded....grumpily he flopped back on the sofa and pulled a newspaper in front of him.....heaving a sigh of relief.....she turned to Aakash and said, Jijaji, can you please bring down the besan ka dabba.....Aakash obligingly got up and went with her to the kitchen....

Taking the jar from him, Khushi hurriedly whispered to him, Jijaji, Di has got to know something big about Shyamji.....she wants you to call her urgently from somewhere private....go quickly and call her.....dont let anybody know....not Shyamji and not Arnavji either......

Aakash nodded his head understandingly and vanished from the kitchen.....Khushi then quickly sent an SMS to NK sitting in the lobby...'come to the kitchen....dont say anything'.....shortly NK sauntered in while Khushi was making the batter for the pakoras....Khushi hurriedly briefed him and told him to be on his toes....Di is laying a trap for Shyam........get ready for some dhamaka.....keep an eye on Shyam......and make sure Arnavji did not become violent......now go and tell Jiji....that I am calling her to help me in the kitchen........see if you can find HP as well....

The stage was set....tea was brewing....the first batch of the pakoras had just been prepared.....when the main door opened.....everyone turned to look at the door.....Khushi and Payal emerged from the kitchen....leaving HP to manage the rest......Di entered....along with the other members of GH.......

Payal and Khushi rushed forward to welcome them...everybody was talking and greeting....HP served them tea and pakoras....it was a lovely little reunion....Di looked at Aakash...he nodded his head reassuringly....she nodded back....she looked at Khushi then at Chotte....Khushi moved and sat beside Arnav...

Anjali took a deep breath and then went and sat beside Shyam, steeled herself and held his hand, smiled lovingly at him and said, I met Buaji and all at the mandir....so I got them along....and I am so glad that I did so....Everybody is here and I have an important announcement to make....no actually we have an important announcement to make.....I know I speak for him as well

Shyam looked at her in surprise, Kya Rani Sahiba....I don't know what you are talking about

Anjali: Kya aap bhi na....I am just going to tell you...all I was trying to say was that you and I are one...whatever you say I do and whatever I say....you will do....hain na...

Shyam, nodded his head and smiled into her eyes and clasped their hands with his free hand, Of course Rani Sahiba....haan it is not necessary for you to follow what I say....but for me.....your wish is my command....anything for your smile...

Dadi smiled indulgently at the two...while the rest of the family controlled their expressions with various degrees of success....Arnav grimaced fiercely and made a motion to get up....but Khushi held his hand and stopped him.....

Anjali took a deep breath and then said in a rush, I, no, WE have decided to move out of RM.

Sep 22, 2012

The resurrection of Di: The honey trap (By Dhalia) (Thanked: 45 times)

There was a shocked silence, then there was a chorus of voices of protest.....with an explosive WHAT THE over-riding the rest ...only Shyam and Dadi were silent.

Dadi looked happy and she nodded approvingly, but Shyam's face was a study.....his face drained of all color and he opened and closed his mouth like a goldfish as no words came out....he too felt like echoing ASR....whatever it was...he was not expecting this....move out of RM....he was dumbstruck and frantically scrabbling around for valid enough reason to dissuade Anjali from going ahead with this disastrous decision....He hoped that Arnav would be his ally in this and would put an end to this nonsense.....but surprisingly after that initial outburst...he was strangely quiet and watchful.......

Rani Sahiba....yeh kya keh rahi hai....he managed to find his voice

Anjali smiled at him, Hum theek keh rahe hain....It is time we moved out....it was different earlier, both Chotte and Aakash were married, you had a traveling job, I...I was...pregnant.....now the situation is different....we need to move out.......

Shyam: Par Rani Sahiba, how will you manage alone, I still have to travel sometimes, see I just came back today...

Anjali: Aap bhi na....you worry so much about me....Yes, I have thought about that....I thought Dadi could come and stay with us....or when you are away....I could come and stay here....theek hai na...

Shyam, rather weakly, But Rani Sahiba, you have never stayed away from your brother....

Anjali: Haan, it will be difficult....but I only just realized the sacrifices you have had to make for me....Dadi made me understand how great a person you are....always keeping my feelings foremost......adjusting in your sasural...to be a ghar jamai ....must have been very difficult.......specially now....after all that misunderstanding.....let us be honest....everyone in the house has accepted you for only my sake....but they still harbor some or may be a lot of reservations where you are concerned.....I have been noticing it....I don't like it when you you are sidelined....you try to hide it from me I know....but I can feel your pain greater and could bear it more easily if I were the target....but...she sniffed and sniffled in her pallu....

Shyam, getting desperate, Rani Sahiba....don't...don't think like that...I don't feel hurt....does one mind the actions of one's near and dear ones? Nahi na...they are also my relatives....have patience...sab theek ho jayega.....

Anjali, stood up and turned so that her back was to Shyam and then looked warningly at Khushi and Aakash, who was standing to one side....he slowly walked to where Arnav was sitting and stood behind him.......there is another reason that I wish to leave RM.....I went to the doctor and the doctor said.....Aakash put his hands on ASR's shoulders....Arnav stiffened but sat still....the doctor said.....that there was something suspicious in the way the miscarriage occurred and that...some medicines had been tampered with and I had been deliberately given wrong medicines which were dangerous for the baby....she broke down completely and sobbed her heart out.....

There was a stunned silence....then Chotte came rushing towards her pushing away Aakash and Khushi who were also paralyzed with shock.....Di...what are you saying Di....

Anjali, collected herself and pushed him away....hum theek keh rahe hai....please go and sit down....I haven't finished yet...please Chotte....go and sit down and let us discuss this calmly....Aakash came forward and took ASR back.....

The doctor also said, Anjali continued in a calmer tone, that only somebody in the house could have tampered with the medicines and engineered the miscarriage.....only my husband was not present in the house during that time....so....much as I hate to say it..... it must be someone in this house.....and I can trust only my husband.....

Shyam surreptitiously wiped his brow and smirked his vile smile under his twisted lips....phew that was a close call....but the tension was not over yet....he couldn't afford to leave RM....not now...not when everything was about to fall into place....this was a bit tricky....but that was the fun part....ab ayega mazaa...he thought his brain racing....he was so busy working out his moves that he missed the subtle by play going on between Khushi, Anjali, NK, Aakash and Arnav.....

Nani was weeping loudly and uncontrollably and Payal and Mami were trying unsuccessfully to console her....Anjali came forward and hugged Nani....please don't cry Nani....dekho I am fine...everything is fine...but I just can't stay here anymore....

Nani: But bitiya....who could do such a thing...look who would do such a thing, is there anyone whom you suspect, can you suspect any of us....

Anjali, distressed, Nani, please control yourself, I am not blaming anybody and of course I can't think of anyone here who could do such a thing....but still the fact is....somebody did...

Dadi, who had been sitting stone-faced all the while, suddenly spoke up, I know who could have done it....somebody with brains, but poor breeding and low class mentality......I have been saying all along that this girl is no good....but nobody listened to me....and now Anjali has had to pay for it....first with marital discord...now by losing her child....why should Anjali leave....I say throw out that girl Khushi.....

Sep 23, 2012

The resurrection of Di: Pulling the Rug (By Dhalia) (Thanked: 51 times)

Payal rushed to hold back Buaji

Aakash firmly held ASR down and Khushi clutched his hand tighter.....

Shyam leaned back and relaxed, finally Dadi was turning out to be of some use....

Nani, shocked, Subhadra...what are you saying, Khushi....never never

Dadi: Haan Deviyani....I am not so emotional like you....I can spot a wrong one from afar....even if Damaadji had not come to the Ashram and told me how this girl tried to ensnare him, failing which she trapped Arnav....I would have known it the minute I set my eyes on her.....I know her types very well.....even though she is married to Arnav she has set her sights on Damaadji and was very jealous of Anjali and was worried that the baby might come in the way....that is why she plotted to kill the baby and who knows....Anjali as well....

DADIIII...roared Arnav.....ENOUGH.....

Anjali: Haan Dadi...bas kijiye....who told you that Khushi was trying to trap Shyam?...oh he told you...she turned and looked at her husband.....you told Dadi that Khushi wanted to lure you and have an affair with you? But why....you told me that there was a humshakal....something like an evil twin who had stayed at GH and gotten engaged to Khushi pretending to be you and that you were looking for this person so that you could clear up all the MUs.....why did you tell a different story to Dadi?

Shyam blanked out and floundered, woh...Rani Sahiba...woh.....believe me....I never said anything of the sort to Dadi....I don't know why she is saying such a thing.....humara vishwaas kijiye....I never even went to her Ashram....how would I know where she was.....and why would I go looking for her.....

Dadi, shocked out of her frozen state, DAMAADJI....How dare you say that I am lying....of course you came to the Ashram....you came and cried and begged me to put things right...all the things that had gone wrong because of this girl Khushi.....how can you tell such a big lie.....

Buaji: Woh isliye.....because he is a BIG LIAR.....evil twin my foot....he is the world's biggest crook....he even fooled ME....he came and stayed as a PG at my house......pretended to be good and kind....all the while eyeing my innocent little neice.......HRNK....how could my instincts betray me like this......all because of me.....Khushi agreed to get engaged to him......oh how I wish I had given in to my baser instincts and throttled him that very day....NK ki kasam....maybe I will correct that oversight now....

Buaji rushed forward and she swiftly landed him a couple of punches before going for his throat.....

Shyam dodged and hid behind Anjali and squeaked, Rani Sahiba, Rani Sahiba.....please save me...they are all lying....can you imagine me doing all these things....they are all in it together....it is all a planned conspiracy to break up the Raizada family.....they must be having some old enimity....yes Garimaji is at the root of it all....she planned all this...she wanted to take revenge....and I was used as a pawn.......

Anjali: Buaji, please calm down...Aakash please take buaji and make her sit. She nodded slightly to Aakash, he nodded back and made her sit next to Payal and then he too sat down, took out his phone, sent an SMS then dialed a number and then put his phone on the side table without speaking......

Anjali: Ho sakta hai....but you did go and stay at GH didn't you.....

Shyam: Nahi Rani Sahiba....told you some imposter went and stayed there and they are lying through their teeth.....Khushi is desperately in love with me.....and when I rejected her she concocted this plan....humara vishwas kijiye.....

Anjali: You are confusing me, who planned the conspiracy, Garima aunty because she wanted revenge or Khushi because she was in love with you?......and if there was an imposter.....they would not be lying....they would have been also duped......

Shyam: I am your husband....I love you, why would I ever do such a thing...don't you trust me....they are all liars.....they are all conspiring to break up this beautiful family....trust me Rani Sahiba....

Anjali: Yes, perhaps you are right, they are all liars.....just like me....

Shyam, taken aback, Aaap, Rani Sahiba, nahi aap nahi....

Anjali: Yes me too, I was lying when I said, I could only trust you....only you could not have conspired to kill my baby because only you were not present in the house.....I was lying....we both know...you had come to RM on the Godh Bharai day....to bless my baby....her voice broke...She quickly controlled herself...

While everyone looked on astonishment, Shyam tried to regain lost ground, Haan woh Rani Sahiba...I came but only for the baby and to make you happy....

Anjali: Maybe, but I am afraid, I don't believe you anymore...I don't trust anyone......maybe I should stay alone....I have lost faith in humanity.......as the doctor said, unlike what we believed, I did not trip on the stairs, but I got an electric shock near the stairs, while I was holding on to the banisters...

Shyam: Electric shock?, how that be possible, and how could I give you an electric shock....please calm down and think rationally, how could I make such elaborate preparations to give you an electric shock near the stairs, so that you fell down and had a miscarriage....how would I know you would come down the stairs, or that you would go upstairs, as you were sitting in the function....hain na.....and then make you come downstairs, time it so that you get an electric shock.....it is too fantastic a theory.....and why would I do such a thing to my own baby.....Rani Sahiba....trust me....look the doctor is just making a mountain of a mole hill, you were not wearing your shoes.....and you know how difficult it is for you to walk without your shoes....

Anjali: How do you know I was not wearing my shoes?

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