My Nepenthe

Chapter 1

Happy Birthday Sirin... many many happy returns of the day...🥳🥳❤

I am sorry guys... this chapter is not edited... I do not know how it turned out since i did not even proof read it.

 To all those non-hindi speaking people... i will give you the translation tomorrow.... for now you have to read it as it is... I am sure if you have watched the serial you will know what I am talking about... "The Inspiration scene" and the showdown after it.

I hope you all will like it...

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As she wiped a tear from her face cursing her ill fate and going over and over on what Pinky had said to her, those few beautiful moments she had with her husband flashed before her.

"I want to make a painting of you" he said with so much love that made her foolish enough to forget the endless distance between them.

Did he really care for status so much? Did he really think her unworthy only because she was not born with a silver spoon in her mouth?

She could not be mistaken that he felt something for her, when he took her in his arms with so much love and rested her on the recliner setting her up to pose for a portrait he wished to draw.

He looked at her as if she were his muse... He looked at her with so much hope that she believed he had a place for her somewhere in his heart.... which he guarded with a fence of self-imposed stoicism.

What made him back away from her so suddenly?

Did she push him too far, when she said he was a hypocrite fearing to face the truth while he preached otherwise?

Her wait for answers were cut short when she was roughly turned around to face her husband who was vividly angry.

"Jawab Chahti ho na tum? Huh? Jawab?
(You wanted answers right?)

"Ki mein tumhare baare mein kya sochta huun... kya mehsuus karta huun.. aur tumhari kya vajuut hai meri zindagi mein... To kaan khol ke sun lo Gauri....
(You wanted to know what I think of you...what I feel for you and what place you hold in my life? Then listen with attention Gauri)"

"Mere zindagi mein aur mere dil mein tumhare liye koi jagah nahi hai....." (You have no place in my heart nor in my life) he said pushing her away as she looked at him pained to hear the words laced with venom.

"Kaun ho tum.. kaun ho tum?.. (Who are you?)

"Ye Gauri?... ye bholi bhali... sweet si Gauri..?........ (This simple sweet Gauri before me?)"

"Nahi... tumhara asli chehra mein jaanta huun...... (No... I know your real face)"

"Tum vo Gauri ho... jiski vajah se Kaali thakur ke biwi ne apni jaan dedi... she killed herself..... (You are that Gauri because of whom Kaali's wife killed herself)"

"Tum vo Gauri ho... jo Daulat ke liye Kaali Thakur se shaadi karne ke liye tayyar thi..... aur usi shaadi se bhag bhi gayi?... (You are that Gauri who was ready to marry a person like Kaali Thakur for money and you fled from the same wedding)"

"Tum pata hai kya ho? Tum ye Gauri ho jo mein keh raha huun.... (Do you know what you are?? )"

"Ek giri hui ghatiya ghinauni aurat.... (you are an abject, disgusting low life woman)"