𝐘𝐞𝐡 𝐇𝐚𝐢 𝐀𝐚𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐪𝐮𝐞

𝐴𝑦𝑎𝑛 𝑃𝑙𝑎𝑦𝑠 𝐻𝑖𝑠 𝑃𝑜𝑤𝑒𝑟 𝑊𝑖𝑡ℎ 𝐴𝑟𝑜ℎ𝑖

"But what good is all that power if it's used to harm others?" I questioned, voicing my thoughts aloud. "Just because he can manipulate people and bend the rules doesn't make it right, Am I right baba"

Baba paused, his expression troubled. "I understand your concern, Arohi. But sometimes, it's wiser to step back when dealing with someone as dangerous as Ayan. We must prioritize our safety above all else."

His words struck a chord within me, reminding me of the importance of caution in the face of adversity. However, a part of me refused to back down,

"Main tere liye paani laati hoon," Maa said, heading to the kitchen. I nodded and glanced at the papers on the table.

"What is this, Baba?" I asked, picking them up. They were property documents.

"Ayan?" I frowned upon seeing his name.

" Haan, Aru... we'll have to leave this house. I understand that Ayan's actions are not acceptable, but this situation arose because of Salam bhai's negligence. He received the notice two months ago, but failed to inform us," Baba explained, his tone carrying a mix of regret.

"This notice is a legal document that requires us to vacate the premises within a specified period," Baba continued, his voice somber yet informative. "While Ayan's tactics may be ruthless, we must abide by the law and take the necessary steps to protect our interests" I nodded,

" We must focus on finding a solution that ensures our safety and security," Baba concluded, his gaze meeting mine with a reassuring strength.

"So, does that mean we have to leave this home?" I asked, feeling a sinking sensation in my stomach. I didn't want to leave this place.

"I'm sorry to say this, but we don't have much choice. Nobody is willing to go against Ayan. And even if we file a case, what evidence can we present in court? Ayan is so influential, he can corrupt anyone," Baba said, patting my shoulders. I couldn't help but feel a wave of sadness wash over me as I looked down, with the harsh reality of our situation.

"Don't be sad, Mein hu na? I will manage. Abhi ke liye hum Dhruv dada ke ghar mein rahenge," he said. Hearing Dhruv chacha's name made my face light up.

"Dhruv chacha ke yahan?" I asked excitedly as Maa handed me a glass of water.

"Haan, Anjali bhabhi toh kabse keh rahi thi unke yahan aane ko, par hum mana karte rahe," Maa said. I couldn't believe we were going to live with Chacha, Chachi, and my cousins, Pragya and Kajol.

"Aur haan, packing shuru kar de. Kaal hi ja rahe hain," Maa said. I nodded eagerly and headed to my room.

I looked around my well-decorated room. I had lived here since I was a child, and I would miss this room and the memories it held. Despite my sadness, I was also looking forward to living with Chacha, Chachi, and my cousins.

As I started packing, I thought about the cute moments with my family and the new memories we would create. Although leaving this home was difficult, I felt a glimmer of excitement about the future.

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The next morning, Arohi awoke to chaos. Boxes were being packed, furniture was being loaded onto trucks, and the once lively house was now filled with an eerie emptiness.

"Maa, yeh sab sambhal ke, okay?" Arohi tried to reassure her mother, but her voice trembled with the weight of their impending departure. She watched as their belongings were loaded onto the truck, each item a reminder of the life they were leaving behind.

As the house gradually emptied, Arohi couldn't help but feel a pang of nostalgia. Memories of family dinners, laughter-filled evenings, and quiet moments spent together flooded her mind, each one a precious treasure she would carry with her.