Mrunalini is sitting beside the bed where Trisha is sleeping calmly without any fever or pain. She looks at the girl and tears rolls down her cheeks continuously.
‘I am sorry beta. I was not there for you when you needed me, I left you alone and made you to suffer. I should have not done like this. I have learnt enough lessons for my life. Please stop punishing me and call me Dadhi’ whispers Mrunalini to Trisha.
The door opens and Arun enters inside. He looks at his sleeping niece and crying mother sadly and goes near to the bed.
‘Ma, is everything OK?’ asks Arun
Mrunalini wipes her tears and answers him, ‘Yes. Half-an-hour before she was shifted from ICU. Doctor checked her and said she is fine.’
‘What is there to cry Ma? This is a good news isn’t it?’ says Arun with a little smile in his lips. He holds the hands of Trisha and says ‘Naughty girl. For the past twenty four hours she made us to think only about her and nothing else’ says Arun in compassionate and complaining tone. ‘What else doctor told?’
‘She has recovered from the illness but she needs to rest for one week’ replies Mruna.
‘It is OK. When can we discharge and take her home?’ asks Arun
Mrunalini is about to answer her question. ‘To which home?’ asks a female voice from behind.
Arun and Mruna turn to the direction from where the voice is heard. Rahini stands at the entrance of the room and stares at both of them. Arun gets annoyed on looking at her and he looks at his mother in irritation.
‘Excuse me?’ frown Arun
Rahini gets inside the room and asks ‘I asked to which home you are want to take her?’
Arun looks at her in surprise. Mrunalini looks at Rahini and Arun in a helpless expression.
‘If you refer the place where that demon resides as ‘home’, then I am very sorry to say that you are absolutely wrong. You are supposed to call that place as hell not home’ replies Rahini with a controlled angry tone.
Arun looks at her angrily and he opens his mouth to answer her but Rahini interrupts him and speaks ‘And I will not allow you to take her to that place again. You got it?’
‘I think you are suffering from any mental ailment. I suggest you to get treatment immediately. I have don’t have time to hear your bluffs anymore. It is our family issue and please stay away from it’
‘Arun’ says Mrunalini in a condemning voice. ‘Don’t be rude like this. Don’t forget that she is the one who helped our child and brought her here.’
‘That does not mean she can interfere in our family matters.’ Replied Arun harshly looking at Rahini. ‘Thank you very much for your help but she is our child. We don’t need your permission to take her with us.’
‘Oh really’ replies Rahini mockingly. ‘Perhaps you are not aware of the happenings around you. She may be your child but each and every individual born is owned by the respective country. If something harmful happens to that individual, the person who harmed, is supposed to give explanations to the representatives failing on which he person can be sued. You got my point?’
Arun and Rahini stare at each other. Mrunalini does not anything.
‘So what is your point? What do you want to say?’ asks Arun angrily.
‘I want to meet Mr.Kunal Arte, immediately. He has to give me explanations about this incident.’
‘What if I say…’ Arun looks at her indifferently and says ‘No’
‘You will have to face consequences’ replies Rahini in a determined voice.
Arun laughs looking at her and replies ‘Please go ahead. No problem for me’
Mrunalini shocks on hearing Arun’s answer. ‘Arun, What you are thinking you are saying?’
‘I know what I am doing, Ma. Don’t get upset.’ Replies Arun to Mrunalini. He then look at Rahini and says ‘You just cannot touch even the nail of my brother. I advise you to mind your own business.
I know your purpose of creating this type of fuss. Just let me know how much money you need and I will pay you in single stroke. Don’t waste our time. Got it?’ replies Arun in the same indifferent tone.
Mobile phone of Arun rings. He picks it up to attend and leaves the room.
Rahini looks at Mrunalini and then goes near to Trisha. She sits beside the girl and gently touches her head. Mrunalini comes and sits near to Trisha.
‘I am really sorry for the way my son has spoken to you.’ Says Mrunalini in a sad voice.
‘Please don’t be Ma ji. If you have to, then your whole life shall pass away asking in apologies for the nonsense committed by your sons’ says Rahini. ‘No wonder, birds of same feather flock together.’ Says Rahini in a bitter tone.
‘Not really, beta’ says Mruna. ‘He is really such a nice boy. Not like his brother. He cares more for her as much I am. He is really exhausted and he is showing that anger to you. I will make him understand’
‘Whatever Ma ji, I am very keen in this point. Trisha is not going to that home again. If she goes, her health might get spoiled. The sooner your son understands this, much good for be for everyone.
That monster and this little girl should not face each other at any cost.’
‘I know it very well.’ Replies Mrunalini ‘But where can she be taken?’
‘Ma ji. That is not an issue. As I said, I am going to file case against your son. A bench shall decide about the custody of the child after duly analyzing all the circumstances.’
Mrunalini looks at her sadly.
‘Ma ji. Had it was not you, I would have surely involved you also in this conspiracy for the ignorance being the caretaker of Trisha. But after meeting you, I have changed my decision. I know that you have no part in it. But please Ma ji, don’t get bit by the sentiment of the mother’s love and rather please look at the little girl who is denied of all the fundamental parental care and love. She has to get her justice.’
Mrunalini still silently without answering her.
‘Ma ji. I know how you love her like anything. It is for the sake of the girl’s future and protection. I have promised that Trisha I will protect her at any cost and I will not let her go anywhere against her wishes. For all these, I need your co-operation’ Rahini talks in a pleading voice to Mrunalini.
Mrunalini wipes her tears and looks at her. A gentle smile peeps in her lips.
‘Hey Bhagwan, I think you are giving me the clue and showing me the way to get what I want. All years of my prayers are finally being answered by you. I am really very happy that you are playing a game to fulfill my wishes. I will sure join you in this and win this game with your blessings’
‘I promise you. I will give my fullest co-operation for everything and give you all information which is going to benefit my Trisha’ says Mrunalini to her ‘and to my family’ thinks Mrunalini to herself.
Arun talks over the phone for a while and disconnects the call. He then steps towards the room but he hears a voice from somewhere
‘Sir’
Arun looks at the direction from where the voice came. A guy not more than 30 years of age stands waving his hands towards him. Arun frowns at the guy and tries to remember who he is. The guy comes towards him and shows a grin in his face.
‘Hello Sir. How are you?’ asks the guy to him.
Arun still tries to recognize the guy but he is not able to identify.
The guy says ‘You still did not get who I am? Very unfair sir. We have met many times yet you did not recognize me.’ Says the guy.
Arun thinks for a while and his face suddenly get horrified. He manages to conceal his expression and talks to him.
‘Not really. I was thinking about something. How are you?’ asks Arun trying to control his nervousness in his voice.
‘I am at hospital so I will not say I am fine.My job is to always wander here and there to collect news and attend press meets etc. We are not getting good food and water at all the places where we go for collecting stories. Somehow my health got affected by something and I am here. And you? Very surprising to see you here. What is up?’ ask the guy to Arun with a curiosity.
Arun pretends to kid him and says ‘Arey yaar. You are trying to collect news even when you are ill. You are so duty conscious. I appreciate’
The guy smiles at him. ‘That is why I am paid for, Sir. But I am asking you just like that.’ says the guy casually.
‘Thank God’ thinks Arun to himself. He did not see anything. ‘Nothing bhai. Just came for annual medical check-up of my mother. That is it.’
‘Achcha’ replies the reporter. ‘Nothing else?’
Arun gets irritated but he talks in a sweet voice. ‘Arey bhayya, what else you want to know? Just a general health check-up. I am so sure you cannot get any interesting stuff from this information. Isn’t it?’
The guy and Arun smile at each other. ‘You tell about this. Who told you that my brother is not sharing good relationship with his daughter? I really got surprised when you asked that to my brother on that press meet. How are you gathering these type of information?’ asks Arun to the guy pretending to be surprised
The guy smiles at him and says ‘That is our job, Sir. Then what is the point in saying that we are reporters’
Arun gets alarmed and answers him carefully. ‘Cool. But I am more concerned about how rumors like this are spreading and from where, so that I can stop them. Just to help you people so that you don’t have to gather false information and get embarrassed later.’
The guy looks at him mockingly.
Arun tries to get rid of him and says ‘Achcha bhai, I will go now. Got a lot of work to do.’
‘Sir, any news about the upcoming movie which you can share with me?’
Arun steps forward and says ‘Sure, if I have one I will pass it to you. Bye.’
The guy looks at Arun and he takes his mobile and calls a person. ‘Hey dude, I got some important thing to follow. Just inform to editor. Bye’
Arun moves fast from the place and enters inside the Trisha’s room before the guy catches him.
Mrunalini sits in front of Trisha who is still sleeping. Arun comes to her and gets relieved that the irritating lady is not around.
‘Ma, I need your help right now. We are in terrible danger.’
Mrunalini looks at him in surprise and looks like ‘What?’
‘Ma, you know it is not good that the press people know about Trisha. If they find out, we will be screwed’ says Arun in a tensed tone.
‘I am not getting what you say.’ Replies Mrunalini.
‘Ma, already press people sensed that bhayya is not good with his daughter. Somehow I managed it to suppress it as a rumor. But if any press guy knows that Trisha is bhayya’s daughter, everything is finished. The rumor statement will be proved as true.’
‘So?’
‘What so?’ yells Arun at her. ‘Ma, you are not understanding. They are trained like rats. They will enter anywhere and gather news. If the doctor somehow reveals the truth, these stupid press reporters will sure sense that bhayya abused his child. Then his image will get damaged, Ma’ says Arun
Mrunalini looks at him angrily.
‘Let it get damaged. What bothers me?’
Arun looks at her in surprise. ‘Ma, perhaps you forgot that ARTE PRODUCTIONS is our home production and is producing bhayya’s new movie. We have mobilized fund for production from many sources, mortgaged some our properties. If something happens to his image, then the film will get affected. Our position will be at stake if this film does not complete and release it on time. You got it?’ screams Arun at her.
Mrunalini looks at him with a blank expression.
‘What you want me do now?’ asks frustrated Mrunalini to Arun.
‘Ma, we have to make sure that this incident does not come to light at any cost. Thank God that these press stupids do not know that she is the daughter of actor Rohit Kumar. We have to be careful and not let anybody see Trisha’s face and her position. Until now the name Rohit Kumar has not exposed at any place. Let this position shall be maintained. If anybody asks you about this sleeping girl, don’t reveal that she is Trisha Rohit Kumar Arte. OK?’ says Arun to Mrunalini.in a firm voice
‘I will meanwhile manage the doctor so that she does not spit any unnecessary information. At any cost, press people should not know about this incident. I have to take care of that irritating lady too who thinks herself as if she is the incarnation of Jhansi Ki Rani’ says Arun in an annoyed tone and leaves from the place.
Mrunalini looks at her son and gives bitter smile.
‘Too late, beta. Your whole mission of concealing the truth from media is going to get spoiled very shortly. You are thinking that you can take of care of her like you want but it she who is going to take care of you and your brother. You accept or not,she is a modern Jhansi Ki Rani.’
Mrunalini looks at the television set at the corner of the room where Rahini is anchoring the VIP morning show and having a spicy discussion with a politician chief guest.
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