Ah...well...whatever...I mean one would think that there is no twilight zone of honesty in relationships... a thing is either right or it is wrong. However, what we are witnessing is a dichotomy, wherein both sides of the coin are either right or wrong...difference is only in the manner of perception: What looks right to one becomes grossly wrong for the other. Thus, alas...while the one in the right might cry foul at the apparent deception, the other may very well look straight in the eye and say,"Who are you to judge my choices without knowing my reasons? You have to stand where I stand before pronouncing your judgment"...and then, we might witness the stumble into the twilight when the other steps back cause she suddenly realizes she was actually standing where the other was...!!!!
The trust of the innocent is the liar's most useful tool...
Aarti's life is akin to a revolving door at the moment wherein Deception is sometimes in front of her and sometimes behind. If she is in dark of being deceived, she is also guilty of deceiving by keeping in dark a big lie. Yet, nothing...no conviction, no justification...can take away the fact that while deception can only be supported by illusion, trustworthiness rests upon truth.
In order to hide one truth, the entire Dubey family is resorting to a lie...Why? Because they fear that their truth has the potential of the hand of the healer being snatched away from their hands...and which ultimately might prove fatal to one of them. So they not only take refuge behind a continuously growing wall of lies and deception, they also pull little Ansh with them, by using Aarti as a pawn. Shobha has crumbled...her strong principles and ethics are being held hostage by maternal weakness and helplessness. Thereby, just as she had buckled under pressure of her husband when Aarti had refused to marry Yash on the grounds of deception and had sided with Mr D when he used Aarti's loyalty as a pawn...seemingly for her own good, in the similar manner, she now sides with him to save her son and once again Aarti's loyalty is used as a pawn. Aarti is stuck between what she sees and what she is made to perceive. She sees a constant presence of Prashant around her son, yet blindly believes the fabricated scenario, only because it was enacted by her parents... How can she disbelieve them? They have always stood by her? They are her pillars...people she has always relied upon in her hours of darkness. As far as Dubeys are concerned, for them the adage changes to "Desperate times call for criminal measures"...the father spews lies after lies just so his son comes back from the threshold of death; the mother silently abets and complies with him for the same reason; and the son wants to live so doesn't halt the deception play out but tries to ease his conscience by upholding his perceived image for his ex wife's benefit. Ah...well...whatever...like I said, who am I to judge? In each person lie both the Saint and the Satan...the latter raises its ugly head and makes its presence known when the person is at his or her weakest end.
Aarti, on the other hand, is in a complete dilemma...She can no longer hold back her lie and is desperate to come clean...but circumstances are not siding with her resolution. So much so that even on the joyous occasion of her ma-in-law coming back and after the whole ritual of sargi, she is preoccupied with worry gnawing her insides.
Pari stews in a guilt of her own. She is trying desperately to blend in now...trying hard to be what she had rebelled against in the early days of marriage. With the biggest lie of her own weighing heavily on her, will she be able to carry out the pious Karva chauth vrat for the welfare of her husband when she is guilty of tarnishing the sanctity of her marriage?
Sometimes your nearness takes my breath away...and all the things I want to say find no voice. Then in silence I can only hope my eyes will speak my heart.
"Well...well...Yashbabu...bumping into walls again? And fitfully following it with that goofy, self-conscious, knowing smile...cute!! *Sigh* what wouldn't Aarti do to ensure that smile stays on your face?"
They are truly one now...At the mention of their baby, she just has to tilt her head in silent communication for him to look at her lovingly from behind and acknowledge her communication...Words are not needed; their conversation these days are mostly in the silence behind the spoken words. They smile, they laugh, they tease, they talk, they flirt...yet only their eyes convey what they really feel. And in his case, all his gestures shout out loud his love for her...He surprises her yet again, with the KC platter filled with all the required items, except the dunce didn't have her blouse measurements, so failed in filling the one gap on that platter. He beats a hasty retreat when he realizes she had been teasing him...and Bam!!
"Hota hai...hota hai!! Therefore, the moral of the story Yashbabu is 'try to hug your biwi more often'...maybe your arms can then automatically measure her dimensions...!!!"😛
That's it for today friends. The KC looks to be heading toward an explosive end...!!!
Have a nice day.😊
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