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Anjali Shyam Jha
Namaste, My name is Anjali Shyam Manohar Jha and
this is my story... You all know me as Arnav Singh Raizada's elder sister... I
have always had a sheltered life... people around me have always loved me and
pampered me... they thought that because of my handicap, the limp in my leg, I
was a weakling... But I am not. I am not a weak person.
I was happy in my world... with Mumma, Papa,
Chhotey and Daadi in Lucknow... until that on fateful day. It was the day of my
wedding... I was happy and waiting for my life to begin when I heard a gunshot
and Chhotey was crying for Mumma...
And then suddenly my life turned upside
down... My parents committed suicide, Daadi left home... it was just my chhotey
and me when we were thrown out of our own house by our uncle.
Naani took us both to Delhi and we started a new
life, we changed our surnames from Malik to Raizada... adopted our mother's maiden
name and began a fresh start ! I did not get time to mourn for my parents, my
shattered wedding... the loss of all my hopes and dreams... Because I had to be
strong for Arnav... my chhotey !
We started building up our lives together, slowly
and things started looking better... I had given up my dreams of ever getting
married... when one day I met a man called Shyam Manohar Jha... and he swept me
of my feet. He was not bothered about my broken wedding nor he was bothered
about my handicap, he truly loved me... Me.. Anjali Singh Raizada... for what I
was, for who I was, as I was. Life seemed bright once again, everyone accepted
Shyam ji and we got married.
Shyam ji loved me as much as Arnav and he took
over not just my responsibility but even Arnav's... Chhotey looked up to him as
an elder brother, a father figure ! Life was so good... it would have been
perfect, if only Chhotey agreed to get married.
Chhotey never says no to me... he is the best brother
any girl can have. I know many a times I have to twist my fingers, to get
things done from him... but he is a sweetheart, he will never say no to me. So
for my happiness, he agreed to marry Lavanya ji... for my happiness he let
Khushi ji in Shantivan too... Even Khushi ji is a sweetheart, she doesn't say
no to me either.
I was a little upset with Arnav when he broke off
his engagement with Lavanya ji, but Shyam ji made me understand, that if the
wedding would have happened, then my chhotey would not have been happy. God
bless my Shyam ji, he understands everyone so well and he takes care of
everyone's needs. I couldn't get a better husband than him.
I never understood earlier why Arnav was so
affected by her. But then I realized their attraction towards each other... during
Akash and Payal ji's wedding. I was so happy... Chhotey could not get a better life
partner than Khushi ji.
On Akash's wedding day, I met with an accident... I
almost died, that was the moment I realized the value of life... I even told
Arnav how precious it is and we should not waste even a single moment. And
then, I got the best news of my life... I was going to be a mother ! After
trying for so many years, I was finally pregnant ! Thank you God ! Thank you !
Alas, my happiness did not last much longer...
Chhotey and Khushi ji got married without informing anyone in the family !!!!
How could Arnav do this to me? I had so many hopes, so many dreams for his
wedding... but he got married... just like that !!! He didn't even tell me !
Such a big decision of his life, and he didn't even talk to me about it...
forget taking my permission or blessings ! I felt so betrayed by him ! I knew
Arnav didn't believe in the rituals, but Khushi ji... how could she get married
like that ! She believed in all the rituals, she understood the importance of
them... even Khushi ji did not give any answers.
In a few days, I realized how much these two were
in love and by Holi, I made my peace with it... at least Arnav was happy and he
chose the right partner for himself... one who loved him more than herself.
Things were going smoothly... all was well. Arnav had gone to Scotland and
while he was gone, I finally could understand Khushi ji's love for him. I was
very happy for Arnav.
One day, while at the temple, Maami came and
started saying such silly things about Shyam ji and Khushi ji... I just
couldn't understand what she was saying ! Maami bhi na... she overreacts to
everything. There is nothing between Khushi ji and my Shyam ji... Shyam ji
loves me so much and Khushi ji loves Chhotey a lot.
I didn't believe her, called Shyam ji and Khushi ji
both to prove Maami wrong, but they both were not picking up my phone ! I came
back home to see Shyam ji had met with an accident, but Maami would not stop...
so I had to tell her I didn't want to hear anymore of what she was saying. My
Shyam ji will never lie to me.
But suddenly, Khushi ji came in... she looked as if
even she had met with an accident, and then Arnav... my chhotey came in behind
her... looking completely dishelved, as if he never went to Scotland ! He said
he was kidnapped and Khushi ji... Khushi ji blamed Shyam ji for it ! NK Bhai is
now claiming Shyam ji loved Khushi ji' Chhii !
Have all of them gone mad? First Maami said Shyam
ji wanted to divorce me and now Khushi ji is saying he kidnapped my chhotey and
wanted to kill him... only for money ! Don't they know Shyam ji doesn't have a
single materialist bone in his body ! Poor Shyam ji kept defending himself, he
kept asking for proofs against him but no one had any proof whatsoever against him ! Only Khushi ji's
words and what did Chhotey did I could not believe my eyes. My chhotey, who
respected my Shyam ji like an elder brother, he slapped Shyam ji and threw him
out of the house. My whole life crumbled in just one day and I could not even
utter a word.
I decided I didn't want the baby because who would
love this baby, if they all thought so wrongly about Shyam ji. They would blame
the child too. But chhotey stopped me and made me realize that it was not the
baby's fault.
Chhotey has become distanced from me ever since he
got married. Khushi ji has taken the most important part in his life, I am in
so much pain, my life has become a question mark, but chhotey is busy
celebrating Khushi ji's birthday ! Why God... why did I have to se this day? My
Chhotey is not mine anymore. He is not the same brother who would do anything
for me... now he listens more to his wife.
Shyam ji called me and explained to me that Chhotey
has had a big misunderstanding regarding him and that soon all will be fine. Shyam
ji will soon be back in the house with me, and we all will be happy once again.
I kept meeting Shyam ji without telling anyone about it. No one would
understand it now. But soon, they all will.
Daadi has now come to live with us and I am so
happy that at least she supports Shyam ji. She helps me in meeting him.
Things are looking good once again. Chhotey and
Khushi ji are getting married again, the way I wanted Arnav's wedding. I'm so
glad everything is going according to how I've always dreamed for Arnav's
wedding. Khushi ji is the right person for him. And I'm sure they have a big
misunderstanding with regards to Shyam ji and it'll all be fine very soon.
It is the day of my "Goad Bharai" ! Very soon, our
little princess will be in my arms... I just wish Shyam ji was here with me in
front of everyone, not in disguise. I can see his love for me and our little
princess, he could not stay away from us, so he disguised and came to be with
us as he knows how important it is for me. How can anyone blame this man, he
loves me so much.
But as I said, God doesn't want to see me happy for
long... My foot hurt and I slipped... I lost my precious baby ! Why, God Why
!!!! Why does this always happen to me? Why can't you see me happy? I can't
bear this alone... I need my Shyam ji with me, even he wants to be with me.
I
will make sure Arnav will bring him back... he has to. If I stop eating and
taking medicines, then he will have to bring Shyam ji back. I am sure once
Shyam ji is with me in the house, everything will be ok. All the misunderstandings
will be cleared and we'll all live happily ever after.
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