Snippets of Love - Multicouple OS/TS/SS

OS-1 : Abhimanyu~Akshara

"Mai humesa chahti thi ki humari shaadi bohot dhoom dhaam se ho." (I always wanted our wedding to be grand and joyful) Akshara whispered, her voice barely audible.

"Lekin kismat ko kuch aur hi mazur tha, Haina? (But fate had other plans, didn't it?) Tears streamed down Abhimanyu's face. Akshara's gaze locked onto his, filled with an unspoken plea.

"Abhi vaada karo mujhse ki mere jaane ke baad tum kabhi bhi apne dil ke darwaze band nahi karoge. Tum apni zindagi khulke jioge, yaad rakhna tumhari Akshu humesa tumhare sath hogi. Aur ye sindur usse dena jo tumhare dil me jagah banai" (Promise me, Abhi, that after I'm gone, you'll never close the doors of your heart. Live your life fully, knowing that your Akshu will always be with you. And give this sindur to the one who makes a place in your heart) As Akshara said the last line without hesitation, Abhimanyu filled her hairline with the sacred sindoor, startling her.

"Why?" Akshara's quivering lips asked, her eyes searching for answers. Abhimanyu's gentle smile soothed her soul. "Kya hua hairan kyun hogayi? Jaisa tumne kaha maine ye sindur usse hi pehnaya hai jisne mere dil me jagah banai hai, aur tum ho Akshu" (Why you seemed so shocked? As you said I've applied this sindoor to the one who has claimed a place in my heart - you, Akshu.)

His soft kiss on her forehead sealed their eternal bond.As they embraced in a bone-crushing hug, Akshara's fragile body relaxed. Her final breath escaped. He cradled Akshara's lifeless body, his tears falling onto her peaceful face. The silence was deafening. Abhimanyu's heart screamed in agony. He rocked her gently, as if trying to soothe her back to life. His mind reeled with memories: their laughter, their arguments, their whispered promises. The thought of living without Akshara was suffocating for him, his sobs echoing through the room. He clutched her hand, feeling the warmth seep away.

Now, only silence remained.

Days passed, Abhimanyu's eyes wandered, searching for solace. That's when he saw it - a letter, tucked between the pages of their favorite book. He opened it, his heart heavy.

My dearest Abhi,

I knew I wouldn't make it. But I wanted to leave a piece of myself behind, a chance to save others like me. I've been secretly funding a project on artificial hearts. I want you to continue it, Abhi. Please, don't grieve. Instead, pour your love into this research. Save others, Abhi. Save those who can still be saved.

Yours eternally,
Akshu

Tears streamed down Abhimanyu's face. He felt a surge of determination. Akshara's legacy would live on. Abhimanyu poured his heart and soul into the project. He established the Akshara Foundation for Cardiac Research. A state-of-the-art facility, dedicated to developing innovative cardiac solutions. The artificial heart project became its flagship initiative.Abhimanyu worked tirelessly, driven by Akshara's vision. He collaborated with top researchers, clinicians, and engineers.

Years passed, but Abhimanyu's resolve remained unwavering. The Akshara Foundation became a beacon of hope. Countless lives saved, families reunited. One fateful day, Abhimanyu's team achieved the impossible.

They successfully implanted an artificial heart in a baby girl. Born with a heart defect, her chances of survival were slim. But Abhimanyu's tireless efforts paid off the artificial heart, developed by the Akshara Foundation, beat steadily within her chest. Abhimanyu smiled, his eyes moist. "Akshu, this is for you," he whispered.

In that moment, Abhimanyu knew Akshara's legacy lived on.

Present

The women looke puzzled asking "Are you alright Dr. Birla?"

Abhimanyu composed his senses bringing back himself to the reality. He looked at her smiling face, replying "I'm blessed to see you thruving Akshara"

Akshara's eyes sparkled at his words. However the next moment a tinge of hesitation filled her orbs as she said "Dr. Birla, I have a request."

"Anything, child," Abhimanyu replied.

"I'm a singer. I'm performing a concert soon. I'd be honored if you attended as our special guest," Akshara said playing with jer fingers.

Abhimanyu's face lit up as he saw the same tinge of passion in her eyes, that once was held by his late wife.

"I'd love to." Abhimanyu's reply made her jump in happiness. Akshara handed him an invitation.

"Thank you, Dr. Birla. Your presence means the world."

Abhimanyu paused, lost in thought. He retrieved an old recording from his pocket.

"I also have a request to you child" his feeble voice requested. Akshara's eyes asked him to go ahead. He placed the old recording in her hand requesting "Isme meri Akshu ki gaana hai. Akshu matlab Akshara, my wife wo bhi ek singer thi. Beta! kya tum apne concert me ye gana gaogi?" (It contains my Akshu's song. By Akshu I mean Akshara, my wife, she was a singer as well. Child! Will you sing this song in your concert?)

Akshara's eyes widened as her eyes travelled from the recorder to his face. His eyes testimonial of the love he still holds for her.

"I will, I promise." she replied with a gentle smile.

The day of the concert arrived. Abhimanyu took his seat in the front row. The lights dimmed as Akshara walked up to the stage.

"My next song is special. In memory of Akshara Birla, presenting before you all the heart touching, 'Janiye'....." The audience applauded as Akshara's voice merged with Akshu's recorded voice. The auditorium resonated with emotion. Abhimanyu's eyes overflowed as he realised that fate had brought them full circle.

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