HUMDARD- A Journey From Chaos To Calm

Chapter 22

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I couldn’t help but draw a stark contrast between Saana and Neha as I thought about their different approaches to family. Neha had never shown the kind of respect and grace that Saana effortlessly embodied. I remembered vividly the day when Sushant’s mother, in a traditional gesture of passing on family heirlooms, honored me with the responsibility of safeguarding them. As the elder daughter-in-law, it was a cherished tradition, a symbol of respect and continuity.

Neha's reaction to this gesture was far from respectful. Instead of embracing the honor with grace, she had reacted with thinly veiled disdain. Her competitive nature and constant need to undermine others became apparent in that moment. She seemed to view the heirlooms not as a family treasure, but as a personal challenge—a marker to be conquered rather than a privilege to be respected.

Her attitude was always one of competition and comparison, a constant struggle to outshine others rather than to contribute positively to the family’s unity. Neha’s lack of respect and her focus on rivalry were exhausting, leaving a sense of discord in the household. It was as if she saw every gesture of kindness or respect as a threat rather than a tradition to be honored.

In contrast, Saana had approached our family with a genuine sense of respect and eagerness to be a part of it. Her actions spoke of her desire to fit in and contribute positively, rather than compete or undermine. Saana’s respectful demeanor and warm gestures were a breath of fresh air, making her a welcome and cherished member of our family.

The difference between them was like night and day. Where Neha had been contentious and self-centered, Saana was gracious and considerate. It was clear to me that Saana’s presence was a positive change, bringing with it the kind of respect and harmony that had been lacking for so long.

Neha's jealousy was a constant shadow, always lurking beneath her seemingly polite exterior. I remember a particular incident vividly: it was during a family gathering when she couldn't hide her envy any longer. She approached me with a thinly veiled sarcasm, taunting me about the ancestral jewelry I had received from my mother-in-law.

She had always been envious of the respect and affection I received from the family, a sentiment that seemed to manifest in her sharp comments and condescending remarks. It was as if my position within the family, and the privileges that came with it, were a source of personal grievance for her.

Her jealousy was apparent in her every word, masked behind a façade of feigned interest. She would make snide comments about how “lucky” I was to receive such heirlooms, and how the family seemed to favor me over others. It was clear she saw my achievements and the family’s gestures of respect not as something earned or deserved, but as something to be envied and resented.

Neha's inability to see these heirlooms as symbols of family legacy and respect, and instead view them through a lens of competition and envy, spoke volumes about her character. Her reaction wasn’t just about the jewelry; it was about her constant need to compare, to compete, and to undermine rather than uplift and appreciate.

It was in these moments that Neha's true colors shone through—her envy and bitterness overshadowing any potential for genuine joy or support. In contrast, Saana’s respectful and warm approach to our family was a refreshing change. Where Neha had seen only rivalry and conflict, Saana saw acceptance and kindness, bridging gaps rather than creating them.

Neha had initially been chosen by my mother-in-law for Sidharth. My mother-in-law had seen something in her that, at the time, seemed like a good match for my brother-in-law. But as time passed, it became clear that the choice was ill-fated.