I don't know how Yamna ma and dadu met again but he started visiting gharonda regularly. Whenever dadu came to visit, Arvind always tagged along. Arvind and dadu were very close and shared a strong bond. Arvind’s parents were always busy with work and they hardly took care of Arvind. It was dadu who showered him with love and that experience made him bitter and rude.

He used to sit on the garden bench alone. I don't know why I took it upon me to keep him company. I used to blabber and he used to ignore me. This kept on for months. At times he used to tell me to get lost, still next time I was sitting beside him. As we grew, I started liking him. Hah stupid me. When I was fifteen and he was twenty, he went to London for future studies. I was so obviously sad that dadu and yumna ma noticed. Dadu then started giving me all the details about him. Dadu once asked what I want to be and I said I want to be a doctor. He made it his life mission to make me a doctor and sponsored my full education.

After 5 years Arvind came back. If young Arvind was rude then grownup Arvind was ruthless. He clearly showed his dislike for me and Yamna ma as we took his dadu's attention.

One fine day dadu declared that his Vindu and Nandi will get married. That time I was in my last year of MBBS and was preparing for my MS. I always wanted to be a neurosurgeon. The subject fascinated me.

I was sure Arvind would never agree for our marriage but he was there at the registrar for our marriage and we got married. He somehow convinced dadu that we should live separately till I completed my education. Dadu’s health was declining and he wanted his daughter in law at home. So after completing my MS I moved to Singhania home. During these years Arvind never called or communicated with me.

At his house, I came to know that he didn't just dislike me but he hated me from the bottom of his heart. In front of dadu he was sweet and caring but as soon as we were alone in our room he brought his feelings out in full force. Dadu passed away, we both were devastated and without dadu that house became hell for me. My day used to start with insults and used to end with insults. I was a gold digger, deceiving bitch as per him

Within one month even Yamna ma passed away in her sleep. I was left alone in this whole world. I somehow wanted to believe that I can have a family and that Arvind will start having some kind of feelings for me. I tried my best to make things work to make our marriage work but…we were never meant to be.

And then came that day, our fourth wedding anniversary. When everything crumbled.