After the low point of last week I was keen to see how Team Diyar-e Dil would resuscitate Suhaib, and had been looking forward to some chalo lets-clear-the-air type of baatein, kuch maafi talafi, kuch pachtawa, magar … haye mere armaan …. yahan tau aisa koi scene hi nahin tha! There was some silent reflection, but the words that came out of Suhaib’s mouth belied any such notion or a sense of wrong doing. Ulta chor kotwal ko daantey was the phrase that kept coming to mind as the watched this 6th episode unfold.
Arjumand, who’s sense of self had been violated in every which way possible had every right to be angry, resentful and frustrated. But rather than anybody hearing her out or lending emotional support all she got was an earful from her mother, about being more respectful towards her cousin who was also her husband, and later a daant from her beloved shohar sahab about keeping private things private – chalo ji, yeh bhi achi rahi Suhaib sahab! Clearly there are no Mr Sensitivity 2015 or Husband of the Year awards coming your way any time soon.
So far so good. I was totally feeling Arjumand’s pain and sending tons of best wishes her way; magar yeh kya?!? Arjumand, et tu, Brute? I get that the birth of a child is a life altering moment and changes one’s perspective on how one looks at things, but aisey? More than being annoyed/angry at the turn of events in these fictional characters’ lives I am aghast at the messages being sent here – basically all of Arjumand’s rightful anger and disgust has been easily brushed off as waqti josh, a young girl’s jazbaati response to a difficult situation and/or temporary insanity, take your pick. Who cares if she was forced into a marital relationship against her will… bas aik baccha hua and all is miraculously fixed – really?
Apart from one lame main tumhari fikar karta hoon there was no nothing else from Suhaib. Had it been any other character I would’ve taken this one sentence as an incomplete but still a semi-apology, but coming from a guy who wears his heart on his sleeve – cries at everything like there is no tomorrow and says long drawn teary-eyed goodbyes to a girl he met just a couple of days ago – this was certainly not a plea for forgiveness or a show of repentance, or an izhar-e muhabbat, no matter how you spin it. And given her earlier, rightly justified, anger Arjumand’s 180° degree about-face makes no sense at all. Needless to say this entire turn of events is an absolute no-go for me.
If in all this I have to look for a brighter side all I can say is that though all these scenes were painfully long, mercifully this whole garbar ghotala was over and done with today – I could not have stomached another serving of this distasteful mess. If the purpose was to show everybody living happily ever after then why even go last week’s disgusting route – why not show a gradual reconciliation? But since they did go the former route then Team Diyar-e Dil could’ve and should’ve handled this situation with much more sensitivity and finesse.
On the other side of the metaphoric tracks thankfully the other pair’s life is moving along on a more even keel. With her brother back in her life and her husband’s temporary job becoming permanent after he clears his MBA with flying colors, Ruhi and Behroze are on cloud nine. There life seems to be perfect – but wait, kabhi kisi ko mukamal jahan milta hai kiya?
While Ruhi pines for a child, Behroze misses his family, more than that his brother. For his part, Suhaib is not the world’s best hubby, but if anybody were handing out awards for Mera Bhai Mera Dost then Behroze and Suhaib’s jori would’ve won hands down. No, wait, perhaps they would’ve faced competition from the Bakhtiyar and Bedaar Bakht pair. But for now Behroze and Suhaib are in perfect sync – sharing the same dream and missing each other not just in ghumi but in khushi as well.
Had I not been left with such a bad taste in my mouth after all that went down today, I would’ve been happier and congratulated Hareem on nailing it as Arjumand this week, and – yes, haven’t forgotten – handed out mithais to all Wali fan-girls as well… but for now, behno, rukhi sukhi si mubarakbad qabool kar lo. Aap sab ke chand ka zahur ho gaya hai!
Hopefully, by next week I’ll have gotten over this huge disappointment and will be back in a better mood – but for now this is it from my side…
Written by SZ~