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Shaurya arrived home at 10 exhausted from the day's endeavors. He found that Aastha had diligently taken care of all the remaining household chores.
Throughout this time, Anokhi persistently insisted on helping Aastha.
Yet, Aastha, with the utmost respect and concern, gently declined her offer, firmly believing that her well-being should take precedence. She believed that Anokhi, still recovering, needed ample rest.
Later, Shaan returned home. Kanchan informed Aastha that they would be visiting Anokhi the following day.
Everyone sat together at the dining table. Aastha had prepared a hearty dal-rice meal for everyone except for Anokhi, for whom she had prepared a comforting khichdi. The aroma of the food enveloped the room as they indulged in their dinner, savoring every bite.
After the satisfying meal, everyone retreated to their respective rooms, including Anokhi. As she entered her room, Shaurya silently followed, closing the door behind them.
Anokhi couldn't help but notice his actions, her heart skipping a beat. Despite her awareness, she chose to gracefully overlook his intentions, maintaining her composure.
Oblivious to the intensity of his emotions, He watched as she gracefully walked towards the cupboard to retrieve her night clothes, her every movement captivating him. With gentle steps, she made her way to the washroom, leaving him spellbound.
His heart brimmed with a complex amalgamation of emotions: love, concern, and an overwhelming desire to protect her from any pain or discomfort.
To him, she was like a delicate flower, requiring careful handling and unwavering affection.
In this moment, the room held an air of palpable tenderness, as his silent admiration for her strength and resilience deepened.
As Anokhi emerged from the washroom, her eyes met his, and in that instant, a myriad of unspoken words echoed between them.
She could feel his presence, his unwavering gaze piercing through her defenses, reaching the depths of her soul. It was a gaze filled with emotions that danced like flickering flames in the darkness.
Suppressing the turmoil within her, she fought against the vulnerability that threatened to shatter the walls she had meticulously built.
Yet, beneath her steely resolve, she couldn't help but acknowledge the genuine concern and affection that radiated from him. His actions, once a source of confusion, were now unveiling themselves as an expression of his love.
His heart ablaze with a bittersweet concoction of adoration and trepidation, approached her cautiously, his every step resonating with his unwavering desire to be her protector, to bear the weight of her burdens.
The wounds he had inadvertently inflicted on her were etched in his memory, haunting him with remorse. He yearned to be the mender of her shattered soul, to soothe her pain and bring solace to her wounded heart.
Drawing closer, his hand quivered with anticipation, hesitating momentarily before tenderly brushing aside a stray lock of her hair, a gesture infused with a tender intimacy that sent shivers down her spine.
Her breath caught in her throat as her heart fluttered like a caged bird yearning to be set free. It was a moment suspended in time, where the tangled threads of their emotions intertwined, defying the logic that dictated their path.
She found herself engulfed in a whirlwind of emotions—fear, trust, and a flicker of hope. She was torn between succumbing to the magnetic pull of his touch and the instinct to protect her fragile heart from further harm.
With a determined step backward, she sought to create a physical distance, hoping to shield herself from the overwhelming rush of emotions that threatened to consume her.
Shaurya's heart ached as he witnessed her retreat, feeling the weight of her resistance. His gaze never wavered, filled with a profound longing and regret for the pain he had unwittingly caused her.
It was a moment of reckoning, as he realized the depth of his impact on her, and the challenge he is facing in rebuilding the shattered trust between them.
Unable to bear the thought of her sleeping on the uncomfortable sofa, he gently intercepted her,
"Anokhi tum sofe pe nhi souge..."
"Mujhe jaha Sona hai mai wahi soungi... Shayad aap bhul re ye kamra aapka h aur mai yaha par ek mehmaan hu..." As she said this, her words piercing his heart.
"Esa mat bolo please... Yeh kamra jitna mera h usse kayi zyada tumhara h..."
"Tum ho toh ye ghar ye kamra aur meri zindagi rangeen hai... Tum ho toh hi mai hu..." He said gently cupping her cheeks while tears threatened to escape her eyes.
"Ohh really!!!" She said twitching her lips.
"Ye baat aapko uss waqt yaad nhi aayi jab aap mujhe zaleel kar rhe the ... Indirectly mere character pe sawal utha rhe the.... " she retorted , stepping back.
"Please anokhi....Please mujhe maaf kardo ... Pls..." His eyes were turning moist and so was her.
"Don't force me shaurya..." She pleaded.
"Please anokhi... tum bed pe soo jao mai sofe pe soo jaunga ... Par pls..." He was begging her to sleep in bed.
"Please anokhi... I request...." his voice was laced with a tender vulnerability as he urged her to reconsider.
He longed to provide her with a semblance of comfort, a gesture that carried the weight of his remorse and his sincere desire to make amends.
A lone tear escaped her eyes. Not being conscious, his thumbs automatically travelled to her cheeks wiping off her tears as he couldn't see her like this.
"I request... Please..."
Her gaze met his briefly, her eyes betraying the inner turmoil she grappled with. She hesitated, her wavering resolve reflecting the unspoken connection that still tethered them together.
And in that moment, she relented, her defenses gradually crumbling as she accepted his offer, allowing herself to be guided towards the bed.
As she settled onto the soft bedding, the air between them hummed with unspoken words, an uncharted path stretching out before them.
His eyes mirrored his determination to heal the wounds he had inflicted, his silent promise to be the strength that she desperately needed.
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The following morning, Aastha stood in the kitchen, the aroma of breakfast filling the air, as Shaurya approached her with a gentle smile.
"Good morning, laddoo," Aastha greeted him affectionately, her eyes lighting up as she admired his fresh face.
"Good morning mom..." He replied smiling.
"Anokhi uth gayi..." She inquired.
"Haa woh shower le rhi h..." Responded shaurya.
"Mom woh mujhe aapka phone chahiye tha..." Said shaurya.
"Mera phone???... Kyu is anything important...???" She directly asked him.
He smiled and replied - "nhi woh... Aaj kanchan aane waali h na toh ek baar phone karke puchh leta hu kab tak aaygi ... Woh mere phone se no. delete ho gaya h...."
"Thike... Wahi dining table pe rakha hai Lelo...." Aastha directed, continuing her breakfast preparations, while Shaurya made his way to the dining table.
After about half an hour, everyone gathered at the breakfast table and enjoyed their meal. Aastha informed them that Kanchan would be arriving around 11 or 12.
Since Shaan had an important meeting, he left after breakfast. Shaurya also had some unspecified important work to attend to, so he left as well.
Finally, Anokhi felt a surge of immense relief, knowing that after three long days, she would soon be reunited with her Shona—her peace, Mimi. She held a special place in her heart, surpassing the label of daughter to become her entire universe.
She yearned to gently pinch her Shona's cheeks, cherishing their tenderness.
She longed to feed her, the joy of nurturing filling her soul.
She was deeply missing those nighttime storytelling sessions, where her voice carried magical tales.
she was missing her with an intensity that couldn't be explained.
Soon the morning hours passed by. Kanchan along with aayansh and mimi arrived at sabherwal house where they were greeted by Aastha.
It was when anokhi was in her folding her clothes. Her mind lost somewhere. Suddenly she heard her Shona's angelic voice - "mummmaaaa..."
"Mimi..." She looked at the door where mimi was standing with a huge grin on her face. Mimi immediately ran towards anokhi while anokhi whole-heartedly welcomed her in her arms. Bending on her knees anokhi took mimi in her embrace.
Peppering tiny kisses on her forehead, anokhi continued showering her love on mimi.
"Kaisa hai Mera baccha...?" She asked, her eyes turned bit misty.
"Mai thik hu lekin aap kyu roo rhe ho...?" Asked mimi.
"Kyuki mumma aapko bohot zyada miss karr rhi thi..." Said anokhi while lovingly caressing her cheeks.
"Kanchan chachi kaha h..." Asked anokhi.
"Hall mai.... Dadi ke saath...." As mimi said this , anokhi gently held her hand and walked into the drawing room .
"Arre anokhi... Kaisi ho ....? " Asked kanchan.
"Mai thik hu bhabhi... Aap bataiye ...?" Replied anokhi.
Kanchan and anokhi along with Aastha kept gossiping till noon when kanchan had to leave as she had an appointment with one of her clients. It was evening when shaurya returned.
"Shaurya aane mai itne der laga di..." Aastha inquired.
"Haa woh kaam zyada tha..."
"Mom princes aa gayi ...?" He asked.
"Haa woh anokhi ke saath neeche gayi h ... Tum bhi jao fresh ho jaao..." Said Aastha while shaurya nodded and left.
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Here at khurana mansion -
"Monty kya hua h ... Tumne aise itne jaldi mai mujhe kyu bulaya ..." Asked shagun, her voice filled with frustration.
"Just shut up..." Yelled monty, shocking shagun.
"Tum mujhse aise baat nhi kar sakte..." She retorted back.
"Ohh really... Fir kaise karna chahiye... Tumhe idea bhi hai ki humare peeche kya kya hua h...' he said in anger.
"Kya...?"
"Shagun for God sake don't act naive..." He yelled once again.
"Vinay bhi uske haath lag gaya h.... Humare saare mohre uske haath lag gaye h..." Shagun was stunned. Beads of sweat formed on her forehead.
"Aur abb pata nhi konsa toofaan aayga...."
"Kyu abb kyu tumhare paseene chutt rhe... Abb tak toh chilled thi..."
"Shut up... Tum he sach mai lagta hai ye chilled hone waali baat h...." She said in frustration.
"Agar unn sab ne police ko sachh bata Diya toh..." She thought anxiously.
"Mai apni hi beti ke murder attempt ke case mai jail..."
"Nhi..."
"Ye kabhi nhi hoga..." Said monty.
"Isse pehle woh kuch kare hume apna agla kadam uthana hoga...." He said viciously.
"Toh tum karna kya chahte ho ...?" Asked shagun.
"Meri baat dhyaan se suno..." Saying this monty narrated his plan to shagun and the scene faded away.
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"Papa...." Mimi rushed to him and hugged him while shaurya too held her in his embrace showering fatherly love on her.
"Mera baccha kab aaya..." He asked sweetly.
"Jab papa office mai the..." Replied innocent mimi while wrapping her arms around shaurya's neck.
Shaurya cutely rubbed his nose with hers.
"Mera baccha... bohot miss kiya papa ne aapko..." Shaurya said as he sat on sofa taking mimi on his lap. As he took his seat on sofa, anokhi entered in the room. Seeing shaurya she averted her gaze and moved towards cupboard taking her clothes out.
"mumma aap idhar aao na... mimi ko aap-dono ko saath mai hug karna hai..."
As mimi said this anokhi replied - "Shona mumma fresh hone jaari hai..."
"mumma please..." Mimi requested.
Unable to resist Mimi's charming request, Anokhi joined them. She sat beside Shaurya, and as Mimi wrapped her tiny arms around Shaurya, Anokhi drew nearer.
Seizing the opportunity, Shaurya gently pulled Anokhi closer by her waist. Anokhi stared at him in surprise, and he feigned innocence as if nothing had occurred.
In the midst of the loving embrace, their shoulders touched, and Shaurya cleverly wrapped his other arm around Anokhi. Anokhi shot him an indignant glance, but he wore a mischievous smile.
"Gudiya," Aastha called Mimi from the drawing room, and Mimi left the room, leaving Shaurya and Anokhi alone. Shaurya maintained his hold on her waist, keeping her close.
In the blink of an eye, before she could comprehend, he gently kissed her cheek, leaving her blushing. She recoiled slightly, moving away from him.
"Ye kya thaa?" she whispered softly, her voice filled with curiosity.
"kya thaa?" he replied, wearing a not-so-innocent expression.
In a split second, she retreated from the room, while he continued to smile, pleased with his playful antics.
"Bohot jald tumhe puri tarah se mana lunga mai anokhi..."
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Dinner time -
"Dad I have to leave for Delhi..." Said shaurya, drawing everyone's attention.
"okayy.. but may I know the reason ...." asked shaan while anokhi's ears were on full duty.
"meeting hai... I have to go i have no other option..."
"okayy.."
"papa fir aap kab aaoge..."
"Princess jaise hi meeting ho jayegi mai nxt flight mai aa jaunga... Dont worry..." Shaurya reassured mimi.
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Here in shakhi's room -
Making mimi sleep anokhi returned back to her room only to find shaurya engrossed in his laptop sitting on couch.
"Anokhi listen..." Said shaurya, his voice filled with desperation as he looked towards anokhi after keeping his laptop aside.
Royally ignoring him, She started making her bed. Getting up from his place, he moved towards her.
"Anokhi... Listen me..."he pleaded once again.
Anokhi remained resolute, continuing to prepare her bed with a determined focus.
He grasped her by the arm, pulling her into a sudden collision with his chest, leaving her visibly taken aback.
Their eyes locked, and in his, she discerned a mixture of pain and longing, emotions that resonated within her as well.
"I... I... am... s... sorry," he stammered, his fingers tenderly cupping her cheeks. A lone tear escaped her eye, unbeknownst to her, while she clung to his shirt, seeking comfort. They drew even closer, standing mere inches apart.
His lips moved toward hers, and he tenderly kissed her forehead. Anokhi closed her eyes, surrendering to the moment. He continued, gently placing kisses on both her eyelids.
Just as he was about to capture her lips, the beautiful trance was broken, and she realized the gravity of the situation. Pushing him away, she gasped for air, her breath uneven. She couldn't bring herself to meet his gaze.
"Sorry" he whispered, retreating to the couch that had become his makeshift bed over the past few days.
Anokhi, in turn, cocooned herself in a blanket, unwilling to confront him again, the emotional turmoil too much to bear.
Ye kya ho rha tha mujhe... Mai fir ese kamzor nhi pad sakti ... Kuch toh ajeeb laga esa laga ki shaurya sab theek karna chahte...
Har waqt woh mujhe naraaz hone ki wajah dete hai aur har waqt mai unse naraaz nhi ho paati... Kyuuu...
Lekin iss baar nhi Shaurya... Aapko apne iss gusse ka karan batana hi hoga...
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Hey lovliesss.... I know I am late... Okayyy veryyyy veryyy late but believe me I was & is still so caught up with my life & academics... I didn't get any time to even update a draft...
Currently, life's all messed up...
Kindly corporate 🙏🏻
& To all my lovely silent readers-
I don't even f*cking care about y'all...
keep your one second with yourself who cannot even vote... You guys can never understand anyone's hardwork until y'all don't step in our shoes...