This is a fiction where the protagonist, Mr Ahuja works in the Ministry of Urban Development in Delhi. He has nine children and Arjun is the eldest son from his first wife Rashmi, who is long dead. Arjun asks his father one day, “Why do you and Mama keep having babies?” The father has no reply.
Ahuja had married pretty Rashmi and left for the USA where one day she died in a car accident. Ahuja returned to India with their son Arjun. Ahuja now marries again a girl whom he has not seen but whose sister he is supposed to marry. Instead, the girl’s parents make him marry Sangita. Initially Ahuja never mentions Rashmi to Sangita but one night he says to her, “Sangita, it was very sad. I loved her very much and then one morning I woke up and she wasn’t there anymore… You understand? Thank you for being in my life.” Apparently he does not see the cruelty of talking about Rashmi. This is when Sangita decides that it isn’t worth her time to chase after her husband’s affection as he has never stopped grieving and maybe never would for his first wife. She decides to focus her attention on her stepson Arjun who is ever ready to help her though still a child. Then news comes of Sangita’s mother passing way. Sangita is devastated and lacking love from her husband Rakesh, her very existence becomes pointless for her.
Meanwhile Arjun and his friends go on a drive in the car and knock down a girl of their own age. The police arrive and make a case out of it. Arjun calls his father who reprimands him before reaching the accident site. Deliberately or unknowingly, Ahuja gives in writing that he had been driving the car. This way Arjun’s friends are made to remain eternally grateful to Ahuja.
One day, Ahuja decides to tell Arjun that Sangita is not his real mother and that he had been given birth by Rashmi and not Sangita. Poor Arjun is shocked to hear this.
All of a sudden, one day Ahuja returns home from work and announces that he has resigned from his office. At the same time, the fact that he really does not love his wife Sangita makes him feel repentant that the poor thing has nursed nine children of his and he feels nothing for her. Suddenly he undergoes a change of heart. He begins to pay a lot of respect to her, while Sangita realises what a nice stepson she has in Arjun.
This is a very mediocre, slow, meandering story.
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