Link to Episode 32: https://www.tellyupdates.com/riansh-becoming-mrs-raisinghania-episode-32/
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BECOMING MRS. RAISINGHANIA – EPISODE 33: RELATIONS IN MARRIAGE
Eight months later,
“Ma, for how long are you going to stay upset with this entire ordeal?”
Vansh let the milk liquid on the gas stove and glanced at his mother for the fraction of a second. She’d aged considerably over the last few months and as the white light fell over her, he saw the tired lines spread across her face. He knew his mother had been overwhelmed with emotions after Ishani had moved out, but his and Riddhima’s decision had continued bothering her since the past five months.
Uma: I’m trying not to, Vansh, but these decisions are not easy for me to process. (lacing her fingers) I want to see the two of you settled happily in your lives. That would really make me happy.
Vansh: C’mon Ma, we both are settled the way we want and we’re happy where we are. You’re just upset thinking about things that cannot or won’t happen.
Uma: Why don’t you talk to Ishani once more? It’s been two years since things happened with Angre and she needs to move on. (in an exasperated voice) She’s not understanding how important it is to have a companion now.
Vansh shook his head and reduced the flame of the gas stove. He leaned back against the adjacent countertop edge and looked at his mother. Since the past few months, he’d been trying to empathize with her and understand her perspective, but despite forming the understanding, the decisions they’d taken seemed unchangeable.
Vansh: Ma, Ishani will always have her family and friends when she needs in the future. If she doesn’t want to marry, let us not push. She must’ve not healed from the previous relationship.
Uma (exhaling a long breath): Honestly, I don’t understand your generation. What takes you all so much time to heal and move on? Your generation just takes decisions and shares it with us; you all don’t want to listen to your parents or elders for any suggestions. It’s the same with you, Ishani and even Riddhima.
Vansh: Ma, please! We’re not getting started with this again. We’ve had this discussion ample number of times in the past and it’s not like we’ve changed our decision.
Uma: Wahi toh na, Beta. You guys don’t want to listen to your elders. We’ve lived a life longer than you all, we’ve more experience of what’s better, but your generation thinks you know it all. Take for your and Riddhima’s case, what do the two of you want to do when you retire and don’t have work to go to?
Vansh (smiling): Thank god you didn’t say that who’s going to take care of us when we grow old.
Uma: I’m not joking here, Vansh. I told the two of you to wait before acting on your decision multiple times, but no. You both went ahead and got a surgery done too. It’s not been two whole years to your marriage even yet, and you guys think you’ve your entire future planned? These kind of decisions are not something you can make overnight, Vansh.
Vansh: Ma, I’ve told you several times that this was not an overnight decision. We’ve thought about it for more than a year before deciding finally. What do the two of us do if we cannot picture ourselves as parents? Why aren’t you happy with the fact that we’ve probably saved the life of a child who’d have rather grown up with a very disturbed childhood?
Uma: I’m not saying that it is wrong to not want kids. I’m just saying that it was too early to act upon a decision like this. You both haven’t even passed your twenties yet – things can change later. What if even one of you wants kids in the future?
Vansh lifted his hand and held the container of sugar within his hand. He’d had this conversation with his mother several times since the past few days, especially after Riddhima had slowly begun returning to work after her tubal surgery. He sighed deeply and turned off the gas stove before walking to their mugs.
Vansh: Ma, first of all, I don’t think we’re ever going to change our decision. I don’t have the right attitude for parenting and even if that changes, Riddhima is still scarred from her childhood. I don’t want to force something as trivial as this on her.
Vansh (continuing): Plus, when the doctor said that our decision was for the better, you’ve no idea how pained the two of us were. The reason we didn’t want to go for a permanent solution was because of all these probabilities. But if Riddhima is going to have trouble conceiving, I don’t want a child ever, Ma. I didn’t marry her because kids were all I wanted in this relation.
Uma (pulling a tired hand down her face): Don’t give her more than one spoon of sugar. The doctor has prescribed her against it.
Vansh smiled and as he filtered the coffee through the sieve, he couldn’t help himself from admiring his mother. Regardless of her disliking their decisions, she’d tried supporting them throughout these months.
Uma: And ask her to stop drinking so much of coffee also. Even Payal ji was telling me, coffee is not good for her health.
Vansh (sliding the cups onto a tray): Noted. I’ll tell her.
When Vansh stood at the base of the staircase, he turned around to look at her mother and saw her switching off all the lights. For as long as he could remember, she’d always thought and done for them selflessly and he couldn’t ever disregard her efforts.
Vansh: Thanks, Ma. I’ll talk to Ishani once more since you want, but this’d really be the last time. (seeing her smile softly) Night, Ma.
Uma: Good night, Vansh.
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Riddhima wrapped her fingers around the warmth of the mug and slowly sipped at the coffee. As he typed onto the laptop, she stared at him and wondered about all that he’d done for her since their trip to Mahabaleshwar. They hadn’t had a smooth starting, but over time, matters between them had transitioned for the better.
Riddhima (inhaling a deep breath): So, Ma is still upset about the surgery?
Vansh (shaking his head): No. Did she tell you something again?
Riddhima: Well, I did hear the two of you talking so I thought I’d ask.
She shrugged her shoulders and sipped at her coffee again. She’d wanted to check upon him, but after she’d heard fragments of their conversation, she’d returned to their room. She respected her mother-in-law and loved her for everything that she’d done for her, but they’d their own conflicts too.
She looked up when she saw Vansh shutting his laptop and looking at her. He looked at her tiredly, but she was well-acquainted with that look. Vansh loved his mother dearly and even though Riddhima did too, there were times they had arguments. And those arguments tended to be difficult because she gravitated to compare between their mothers which generally turned the argument ugly.
Vansh: If you did hear the two of us talking, then you didn’t have to question me like that. You do know she is still upset then.
Riddhima: I don’t understand why Ma can’t take this decision positively. It’s not like we didn’t tell her about the surgery beforehand. Plus, we told her about the complications too.
Vansh (standing up): I think upset would really be the wrong word to use. She sounded disturbed. Don’t worry, she’d be fine very soon. It’s just taking her a while to process everything. It was probably too unexpected for her.
He placed the empty mug on the table at the corner of the room and walked toward his wardrobe. As he picked clothes to change into, Riddhima stared at his back beginning to feel upset. Her dynamics with her mother-in-law was almost until her non-stereotypical opinions clashed with her.
Riddhima (softly): Well, it was unexpected for my mother too. But she’s not reacting this way.
Vansh: Riddhima, not again. (turning toward her) It’s not like I’m not justifying our decisions to Ma ample number of times. I can’t justify Ma’s reactions to you all the time. I think we’re doing better than that in our marriage.
She sighed deeply as he walked into the washroom to change. She picked up her mug from the side-table and placed it beside his. There were times when she wanted to accuse Vansh of supporting his mother, but she knew he was trying to support her equally. It was, perhaps, the most difficult for him because both his mother and her were equally important for him.
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Vansh lied down next to her and stared at the air-conditioner in the room as the light from the display highlighted the room. The past few months had been difficult for their entire family, but he’d noticed the change of dynamics between Riddhima and his mother. With contradicting opinions, many of their conversations had begun seeming like walking on eggshells.
Riddhima: You know the doctor said that gynaecological surgeries usually tend to cause mood swings, and I so wish I could blame my ignorance on that.
Vansh (turning toward her): You’re not really being ignorant, Riddhima. I understand where you’re coming from, but for Ma, you’ve to understand that she’s never had a marriage without kids. So, for her, all this is very new and that’s why she’s taking time to accept.
Riddhima: You know I am actually sad at the fact that I can never conceive. I mean, even though this was what we’d decided for, but I feel like this news just shattered any hopes for us to ever have a child. (looking up at him) You know that was why we were looking for impermanent solutions, right?
Vansh: I do, and that’s probably why Ma’s more disturbed. It’s shattered all her hopes too, and she probably just doesn’t want to tell us because this news is always difficult for any couple.
Riddhima (sniffing softly): I’ll talk to Ma tomorrow. And don’t worry, I’m not going to act ignorant. Ma was someone I looked up to from before our marriage. You know she’s that kind of mother who doesn’t hesitate to punish her own children if needed and I really appreciate her for that. I don’t want my dynamics to change with someone like her. We can have our own differences, but I would never want our relation to be something that both of us detest.
Vansh: I love how thoughtful night-time makes you, Riddhima. I wish it invoked some feelings in you, too.
Riddhima: I’m going to act like I didn’t hear that.
Vansh: I’ve never seen as boring as a wife as you, Riddhima.
Riddhima (wrapping her arms around him): At least, this marriage comes with a package of unexpected surprises for you then. Otherwise, the marriage itself would be boring.
As Riddhima drifted to sleep, she could swear she heard his laugh reverberate in the air while his body shook with humour. A small smile outlined her lips as she fell deeper into her sleep, wishing for the consistency of their dynamics.
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