Two brothers. One, the righteous Mamma's boy, all virtuous and god fearing; hard working and benevolent. The other, the chocolate boy, with an amreekan accent, that returned in true Soap-opera style back to his mum,when she needed him most(well, thats what he said).He was the kind that made girls go weak in the knees,but then, don't mistake him to be one of those bindaas playboys. This is the first episode remember, the scheming ex-love(s) comes 200 episodes later.Both were fine 'eligible bachelors', as their mother had come to notice. They lived together, ate together, faced battles together, won together, all this while their family cheered them on. They put their family's shaan in the spotlight. It was special because till then, the society thought that there was none(er...shaan). And can the comparisons to Ram and Lakshman be ignored? (No, they didn't fight over who gets to be Ram.) Everything was nice, and everybody smiled. And every other day, they held parties to celebrate their happiness. And they offered poojas the household deity when these *parties* were held. The extended-family gushed at their happiness.
Episode 100
One of our fine boys met with an accident. He went into a coma. He could no longer be with his brother. And the brother had to take on the games of life on his own. He sought the help of many a kith, sometimes seeing glory, and at most times settling back into misery, defeated by life. Nothing could fill the void that his brother's unfortunate condition had created, even his teary eyed mother could not accept her sons' respective, complementary wheels of fortune. Even as his life traced the sinusoidal curve, he found the love of his life. She stood in the arena as he battled challenges and cheered him on, in true style. Our coma- man was not alone too. His maiden took his hands and put hers in it. And a shaadi mantap was re-created in the ICU wing. And thus, he was married. The games of life, went on.
Episode 150
All love was lost- between our man and his cheerleading love. The lady that was once the epitome of "compassion" and that wore cotton salwars had-over 50 episodes- turned into a cussing virago dressed in black chiffon sarees with 3 cm long bindis.
The mother found out that, her first son was indeed feigning a coma, because he had had a brain transplant and now had the brain of a scheming old mama called piperno.
But the mother hushed up things fearing the world's perceptions of her children. The extended family questioned the reasons for the long lost love and happiness in the great mother's family. But answers were never found. Answers were not sought in the first place, for sometimes, questions meant more than answers.
Episode 3,344
The cold war turned bitter. Just when a truce was thought to be approaching, and the family's pride was challenged by an ugly takeover, the brothers had returned, back to each other, back together. But their mothers joy was shortlived. Their unity cracked, and the mother had a heart attack.
What righteous sons would dessert their mother and break her frail heart? And so, they decided- Enough was enough.
The brothers were back, and the (extended)family was all set for a party again. The designer sarees and suits that had long been dumped in the closets were pulled out and the latest bollywood song collection was readied for what the mother wished to be, a party of a lifetime. The party was set on the date of yet another battle for our then Vaali-Sugriva and now Ram -lakshman. Out they went and defeated the demons of the scheming world, and walked back into their mansion. Just when the family was ready to celebrate their success with exaggerated, but happy, laughter and not-remotely-funny one liners, in stepped in the adversary of the family.
Dr. Reality.
He declares to the horror of the maa and the friends, and extended family that all is not what it seems like. He reveals the details of the "plastic surgery" he had performed on the two men, and tells the dumbstruck lot that the true brothers were long dead, and that these men were their evil adversaries with just the faces of the virtuous boys transplanted in place of theirs. The mother has her 7th heart attack.
RIP lee-hesh. You'll remain in our hearts forever.
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