Days pass like this. Purvi tries and gets adjusted to a new culture, lifestyle and country. Meanwhile Badimaa gets a good date from the panditji for the traditional style wedding of Sachin.
One morning
Badimaa: Sachin baba…maine panditji se baat kar li hai…2 din baad ek acha mahurat hai shaadi ke liye..kya kehte ho?
Sachin: Badimaa..yeh sab zaroori hai kya..humne legally toh shaadi kar li naa..2 mahine hone ko bhi aaye..
Badimaa (sad): Jaante ho tumhare bachpan se maine tumhari shaadi ke sapne dekhe the…theekh hai tum jaisa kehte ho..aakhir main tumhari Maa thodi hoon..sirf naukrani hoon..
Sachin (getting up): aap emotionally blackmail khoob karti hai….theekh hai..lekin meri do sharte hai..pehle Purvi se bhi pooch lete hai..aur doosri…ekdum simple si shaadi hogi..mujhe zyaada koi nahi chahiye..chalega?
Badimaa (smiling): Tum maan gaye yehi bahut badi baat hai…bahu ko main pooch loongi..
Purvi: Good morning Badimaa…Good morning Sachin…
Badimaa: 100 saal ki umar hogi tumhari..abhi tumhare baare me baat kar rahe the..
Purvi: Really? Kya baaten kar rahi thi?
Badimaa: Bahu..aap dono ki shaadi ka mahurat nikal aaya hai 2 din baad..tum tayyar ho?
Purvi's face falls as she hears the word 'shaadi'. She is reminded of their wedding in Paris and the wedding night scene. She turns and goes upstairs to her room.
Badimaa: Sharmaa gayi..bilkul nahii lagta yeh angrez hai…
Sachin (realizing Purvi is upset): Badimaa…main aata hoon..ek file upar reh gayi..he rushes to her room and knocks softly on the door.
Purvi: (not facing him): Sachin..I am not hungry…I am not coming for breakfast down..
Sachin: Are you okay Purvi? You look a bit upset..i know yeh shaadi ki baat mujhe bhi ajeeb lagi..but kya karoon…Badimaa ko manaa nahi kar paaya..
Purvi: Sachin..don't get me wrong..we both know it's a contract for just 2 years..I don't want to insult anyone's belief by doing all this…
Sachin: You..You are right Purvi…no one knows the actual truth of our wedding. Badimaa will be heartbroken. She has dreamt of this day the whole life..to tell you the truth I never even wanted to marry anyone in the first place..There is no meaning of love in my life..at the same time the only person in this whole world who will genuinely happy seeing my wedding will be Badimaa..I can never repay her for whatever she has done for me..its too priceless..this is the only way to atleast give her some happiness she deserves..I am sorry..but Purvi..will you help me..I am requesting you..
Purvi doesn't reply, Sachin understands this and walks out of her room with a heavy heart. He doesn't know how to say badimaa that Purvi has refused this.
Badimaa: Mil gayi file…arrre..kahan khoye ho?
Sachin: Who…Badimaa..Purvi…Purvi chahti hai..ki…ki…he is forming words in his brain carefully..
Purvi: Badimaa….shaadi me kya pehnoo?
Sachin turns and looks up. Purvi is walking down with a smile and comes to Badimaa..
Purvi: I am sorry..mujhe..Indian wedding ke baare me zyaada pata nahi hai…aap meri help karengi?
Badimaa (happy): Haan…chalo pehle kuch khaalo..phir hum log chalenge saath me..main Sonali aur Varsha se kahoongi..woh tumhe achi achi dukaano pe le jayengi..theekh hai naa baba…(sonali and varsha are managerial staff at house)
Sachin: Jaisa aap theekh samjhe badimaa..
Badimaa is happy and goes inside to arrange the breakfast.
Sachin: Thank you Purvi…I can't thank you enough..
Purvi: Its okay Sachin..I am doing this just for Badimaa…and..
Sachin: And?
Purvi (looks in his eyes): For you…I can see that her happiness is reflected in your eyes..
Wedding day
It's a Sunday morning and Sachin is ready dressed traditionally in a sherwaani.
Badimaa (putting a black teeka): Nazar naa lage mere raajkumaar ko…kitne sundar lag rahe ho tum baba..
Sachin (smiles): Purvi tayyar ho gayi kya?
Badimaa (pulling his ears): bahut jaldi hai….biwi ko dekhne ki…ab tum mujhe bhool jaooge na..tum usse seedha mandir me dekh lena..
Sachin (hugging): aaaah…badimaa..kya aap bhi..main toh isliye puch raha tha..time ho raha hai..nikalna nahi hai kya?
Sachin walks out with badimaa . He bumps into Savitri who looks like she just woke up and is in her night clothes…
Savitri(yawning): Good morning…..aaj koi festival hai kya? Aise kapde?
Sachin: Mom…maine aapko bataya tha…who main aur Purvi mandir me shaadi kar rahe hai..
Savitri (laughing): Hahahaah…ek baar shaadi kar li bas nahi hua kya? Aisi kya baat hai uss airhostess me…baar baar shaadi kar rahe ho…Sachin beta..meri baat maano..you are rich and handsome…yeh shaadi, commitment yeh sab bakwaas hota hai..tumhare papa ko hi dekh lo…2 shaadiyaan ki magar phir bhi har raat koi nayi ladki…yeh sab ameeron ke shauq hote hai…aur Purvi..she is british..usse to iss sab baton se koi problem nahi hogi…
Badimaa: mera baba aisa nahi hai…shubh ghadi beet rahi hai..chalo sachin baba..
Savitri(angry): Bloody servant….how dare you insult me…yeh sirf sachin ke wajah se yaha hoo..warna main toh kab ka dhakka maarke nikaal deti..
Sachin (angry): Enough Mom !…maine sirf aapko inform kiya hai..I am not expecting you in my wedding..goodbye..
Sachin and Badimaa leave the house. He looks upset. Badimaa tries to console him.
Badimaa: Unki baton ko bhool jaoo baba…aaj apni zindagi ki nayi shuruat kar rahe ho…khushi se iss mauke ko apnaao..
Sachin manages to smile but Savitri's words and behavior is still playing in his mind. They reach the temple and sachin takes his place with the panditji. He is still upset and doing the rituals with half heartedness.
Panditji: kanya ko bulaayiye..
2 girls escort Purvi to the place of wedding. Sachin hears soft anklet sounds, Badimaa places a hand on his shoulder and prompts him to look straight.
He is surprised to see the sight in front. Purvis is dressed in a red saree, decked up with simple but Indian style jewellery. She has a bright red shiny bindi on her forehead and her hands have simple mehendi.. Her eyes are downcast and he smiles to see her walk slowly and uncomfortably in the saree. She has probably worn it for the first time..
The girls make her sit next to Sachin. She smiles at him. He smiles back. Together they do all the rituals on the way to be a husband and wife.
Sachin ties the mangalsutra and puts sindoor on her forehead.
Sachin (mind): main nahi jaanta yeh sab rasme tumhare liye kya maayne rakhte hai..2 mahine pehle main khud aisi baton ko nahi manta tha..naa jaane kyun..ab kahin na kahin lag raha hai..yeh sab sach hai..duniya me sacha pyaar hai…tumhare liye yeh sab 2 saal ka bandhan hai..magar main dil se aaj bhagwaan se maangta hoon..agar maine kabhi bhi koi bhi acha kaam kiya hai..agar mera pyaar pe haq hai…toh yeh rishta janam janam ka rahe..main bas tumhe khush dekhna chahta hoon..
Late evening
Sachin and Purvi return home after spending the whole day going to various temples with badimaa..they are very tired by the time they reach home. They prepare to go to their rooms..
Badimaa: bahu…kahan jaa rahi ho?
Purvi: Goodnight badimaa..I am really tired..
Badimaa (smiles shyly): baba…tum hi samjhaoo bahu ko..
Sachin (confused): Kya samjahoon badimaa?..main bhi bahut thak gaya hoon..good night
Badimaa (hitting his head): Hey bhagwaan…ab toh tumhari shaadi ho gayi hai…abhi bhi itne bhole ho..aaj tum dono ki suhaag raat hai..
Purvi: what? What is she saying sachin?
Sachin (embarrassed): ahh..woh..Purvi…she is saying..its…its our wedding night..
Purvi (eyes open): ahhh…she looks here and there..
Badimaa: aaj se tum dono Sachin baba ke kamre me reh sakte ho..ek saath…maine saare tayyari karvaa li hai..Baba aap thodi der study room me baithiye..main tab tak bahu ko tayyar karti hoon…
Sachin: badimaa..iss sab ki kya zaroorat hai…
Badimaa has already left with Purvi, she looks at him helplessly.
Half an hour later, sachin knocks on his bedroom door and opens it….
He steps inside and gulps to see the wedding night decorations in his room and bed. He tries to look for Purvi, she isn't sitting on the bed. He comes inside further and looks that she is standing at the balcony, looking outside.
Sachin: Purvi..I…I am sorry..yeh sab badimaa ne kab kiya mujhe nahi pata ..sach me..
Purvi (turning and wiping tears): its okay sachin….i know this is not your mistake…I…I am just crying at my fate..
Sachin (coming closer): whats the matter? Are you not happy here?
Purvi (looking into his eyes): All my life I was awaiting the man of my dreams..someone whom I would love so dearly..someone who would marry me….love me….make me a mother of his child…but…my dreams…they are just dreams now..she sobs..
Sachin (feels guilty): I…I…am sorry Purvi..I really don't know what to say..I myself don't believe in love..all my life all my relations have been based on just give and take…but I don't think of you like that at all..I respect you a lot Purvi…You are so different than the kind of people I have met all my life..i wish I could be like you – selfless, caring, you have such a beautiful heart..will you promise me something today Purvi…
Purvi (looks into his eyes): What?
Sachin (coming closer): Tum zindagi bhar mera saath dogi…
Purvi :What? What are you saying sachin?
Sachin (smiling): don't get me wrong…I meant as a friend of course..will you?
Purvi (smiling): Yes…as a friend..sure..
Sachin: that's better…you go get changed…I am sure you are tired after this busy day..
Purvi steps ahead, but trips on her saree and falls forward. Sachin holds her on time by her waist. She feels a strong current in her body and gasps. Sachin gets lost in the beauty of her face and unwittingly pulls her soft body closer. Purvi holds his shoulders tight and feels getting lost in his eyes..
She looks deep into his eyes and sees some new feelings – concern, care…Love?..She hears Sachin's rapid breaths and moves her hand unknowingly to his heart. She feels his raced heartbeats under her palm and gets nervous.
Sachin is not in his senses, he pulls her more closer and bends to her lips.
Purvi: sachin…
He hears her slightly frightened voice, he slowly opens his eyes and comes to his senses..
Sachin: Ohh..I…I..he cannot say anything more and leaves Purvi. She makes her way to the bathroom to change.
She changes and slowly makes her way out of the bathroom and sees that Sachin has removed his pillow from the bed and has placed it on the recliner.
Purvi: Sachin..its okay…you can sleep in this bed..there is enough space…
Sachin: No purvi..its fine..i don't want you to feel awkward..
Purvi (smiles): I trust you…please..
Sachin smiles and looks at Purvi. He feels nice that she trusts him. They both sleep facing each other at a distance.
Sachin (mind): Thank you Purvi..tum mujhpe vishwaas karti ho…main khush hoon..meri har subah ki shuruat tumhare muskaate chehre se hogi…aur har raat bhi tumhari muskurahat se khatam hogi…Sweet dreams Purvi…
Next day morning
Sachin wakes up to a sweet and cheerful voice wishing him Good morning ! He sits up on his bed smiling for the first time in his whole life, welcoming the morning…He now has a vigor in his step and looks forward to a bright and happy day!
Something has changed in him! He wishes to live his life…not just exist….
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