Twist of fate

Part 4 - Drama

comprehend the revelation his son had just made.

"I love Swara, Dad, and I won't marry anyone else other than her," Laksh declared defiantly.

"You!" DP wanted to express his rage further, but AP intervened, pleading with him,

"Ji, please try to understand. He is young, and it was not his fault."

"AP!" DP called her name aloud,

"He is not young anymore, and every action of his will have consequences."

"I am not saying there won't be any consequences, but there can be other options. He and Swara

like each other. Swara is also a Gadodia. She..." Before AP could complete her sentence, Sujatha

started clapping.

"Wah, Jiji, wah!" she mocked. "When it's your son, you are okay to say and do anything, change

rules made by your husband."

"He is my son, Sujatha," AP said, tears streaming down her face.

"So was Sanskar mine," Sujatha yelled.

"But Jethji threw him out of the house when he said he wanted to marry a Bengali girl. And now

Swara is a Bengali, so how could you agree to this now?" She expressed her anger and

frustration, leaving DP to close his eyes tightly and walk away.

AP followed him, and the room was left in an uneasy silence.

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On the other side, in the Gadodia house, dinner was a gloomy affair, with no one uttering a word.

DP called Dadaji to inquire about the Maheswari family's response.

"Kya keh rahe the woh?" he asked (What were they saying?)

"They will make Laksh understand, and only Ragini will be their daughter-in-law," Dadaji

responded.

Swara's grip tightened on the spoon, and Ragini's breath started to intensify.

"Thank God, at least they understand this," Dadi said.

"I am not marrying Laksh, Dadi," Ragini declared.

"But Ladoo, they are trying to make Laksh understand," Dadi argued.

"Just like how you made your son understand and made him marry my mother," Ragini

countered.

"Ladoo," "Ragini," Shekhar and Dadi said her name aloud at the same time.

"I am not having my mother's fate. I am not marrying a guy who doesn't love me. I am not

tolerating a husband who, despite being married to me, would still think about his past lover. I

am not tolerating him blaming me that I came in between their love story," she said each word,

looking at Shekhar, who bowed his head down.

"Not necessarily that will be the case, Ragini," Sharmistha spoke.

"Yeah, it may not be, or it may be that this time I would be alive, whereas my mother died. Maybe

this time I would be called an evil stepsister who snatched her sister's love from her. Maybe this

time, I would be alive to witness the illegitimate birth of my husband's child."

"Ragini, that's enough," Shekhar said.