Love beyond the boundaries 💕💕
Prithvi sat on his bed, his eyes fixed on his phone as he dialed Sanyogita's number for what felt like the hundredth time. Each call ended with the same frustrating message: "The number is invalid." His anxiety grew with every failed attempt.
He switched to WhatsApp, his fingers flying across the keyboard as he typed message after message, but the lack of response was deafening. The absence of her display picture only added to his unease.
Desperate, Prithvi tried calling her home, but the phone rang unanswered, leaving him with a sense of dread.
Since returning from the hospital, Prithvi had withdrawn himself, unable to face anyone. His usually vibrant room now felt suffocating, the silence oppressive.
DadiMa entered, her warm smile a gentle attempt to lift Prithvi's spirits. "Beta, how are you?" she asked, settling beside him.
Prithvi's gaze remained fixed on his phone. "Grandma, have you spoken to Sanyogita?" he asked, his voice laced with desperation.
Shambhavi's expression softened. "Beta, I told you before, she's gone. It's best to move on."
But Prithvi wouldn't listen. His mind was consumed by Sanyogita's disappearance.
Shambhavi's tone turned somber. "Prithvi, that girl brought us nothing but trouble. People mock us, pointing fingers at our family. We've faced countless problems because of her."
Prithvi's eyes snapped up, his jaw clenched. "That's not true, grandma . Sanyogita would never intentionally hurt us."
Shambhavi's words struck a nerve, but Prithvi refused to believe them. His heart remained loyal to Sanyogita, and he knew she'd never abandon him without a reason.
Anushka came into Prithvi’s room and told Dadima how Sanyogita helped them as Prithvi had a rare blood group, Sanyogita gave her blood to him without telling him anything. Every day, she'd visit the hospital when no one was around.."
Anushka's voice cracked as she continued, "She'd enter his cabin, talk to him, and caress his head. She even visited the temple daily, praying for his recovery."
Tears streamed down Anushka's face. "She kept it a secret because she feared you'd stop her from seeing Bhaiya again. You know how much she loves him."
Shambhavi's expression transformed from shock to regret.
The room fell silent, the weight of Anushka's words sinking in.
Anushka's voice rose, her emotions overflowing. "Prithvi bhaiya regained consciousness only because of Sanyogita's love and prayers. She's not unlucky, Dadima; she's the one who brought us hope."
Shambhavi's's eyes widened, filled with remorse. "Anushka, why didn't you tell me?" she whispered.
Anushka's tears slowed, her voice barely above a whisper. "Sanyogita made me promise not to reveal her secret. She wanted to protect her love for Bhaiya."
Grandmother became frozen after hearing everything.
Prithvi said ”Aap jis ladki se mujhe dur karna chahti thi ushi ne hi apki Prithvi ki jan bachai,bina kisi swarth ke,bina kisi shazis ke (The girl from whom you wanted to take me away, she saved the life of your Prithvi, without any selfishness, without any conspiracy)
“Prithvi hum sab se bhot badi bhool ho gayi,mujhe le chal Sanyo ke pass,mein ushe jake ke Maffi Mangungi..le chal mujhe beta (Prithvi we had made a big mistake, please take me to Sanyo, II will apologize to her for my mistake .. please take me beta )``''.Dadima requested him
Prithvi came to know from Arjun[His PA] that Sanyogita had already resigned from her job and he had a piece of information that she was to leave in Mumbai Today.
Prithvi was going to come out the only search of her, He saw his Father who said” beta,mein jazbaat mein aker use bahut kuch kaih diya, mine usy bahut galat tha”
“It’s okay Dad, aapne jo kuch bhi kiya mere liye kiya “
“Beta mein tumhe rokunga nahi ,bas itna hi kahunga mujhe meri bahu jaldi se jal ish ghar mein chahiye (I will not stop you ,beta, I will just say that I want my daughter-in-law in the house as soon as possible)”
Prithvi stood before his father, his eyes filled with respect. He wrapped his arms around him, seeking solace in the familiar warmth.
"Dad," Prithvi whispered, his voice trembling.
He touched his father's feet, seeking blessings. His father's hands cradled his head, a silent understanding passing between them.
Prithvi nodded, his eyes locked onto his father's. A simple gesture, yet laden with meaning.
With a quiet resolve, Prithvi turned and left, the weight of his decision settling upon him.
Prithvi's car came to a gentle halt outside Sanyogita's home, the evening sunlight casting a warm, golden glow. The tranquil atmosphere belied the turmoil brewing within.
As he stepped out, his gaze fell upon Sanyogita's mother, seated on the porch, her eyes ablaze with fury and hatred.
"Sanyogita, kaha hai, Maa?" Prithvi asked, his voice laced with concern and politeness.
Her face lifted, and their eyes met. Tears welled up in hers, threatening to spill.
"Ma... beta jaisa pyaar kiya tha tujhe, lekin tune mujhse mere beti ko hi dur kar diya," she lamented, her voice cracking. (Mother... I loved you as my own son, but you took away my daughter from me)
Prithvi's brow furrowed, confusion etched on his face. He couldn't grasp her anguish.
Before he could respond, she flung a crumpled letter at him. The paper fluttered, landing in his hands like a wounded bird.
The words danced on the page, a staccato rhythm of pain and accusation: The Letter was written in Hindi.
Dearest Mother,
Please don't shed tears for me. I'm not abandoning you; I'm taking a brief respite. I need some time and space to allow Prithvi to heal and move forward.
When he finds happiness in his new life, free from the memories of our past, I'll return to you. My heart yearns for his joy, and I must step aside to make that possible.
Don't worry excessively about my well-being. Wherever I go, I'll be safe and sound. Your love and guidance have prepared me for this journey.
Extend my warmest wishes to Ariyan, Bhaiya, Bhabhi, Mamaji, and Mamiji. May they find happiness and prosperity.
Take care of yourself, dear Mother. Your health and well-being are my utmost concern.
With all my love and devotion,
Sanyogita
Prithvi's eyes widened as he finished reading Sanyogita's letter, his mind reeling in shock. The words seared his heart, leaving an unbearable ache.
Sanyogita's mother's voice trembled, tears streaming down her face. "She left this letter early in the morning... She was waiting until you recovered."
Prithvi's gaze dropped, his thoughts racing. How could she leave? How could she think he'd ever forget her?
"Everybody accused my daughter," Sanyogita's mother continued, her voice laced with pain. "Society, people, neighbors... everyone. What was her fault? She loves you, a man from a higher society, with wealth and status."
Prithvi's eyes stung, guilt and anguish washing over him. He felt suffocated, unable to breathe.
"No, Jaan ," he whispered, his voice cracking. "I can never forget you. I can never move on. You left me to live in a world without air ."
The letter still clutched in his hand, hand is heart shattered into a million pieces.
Sanyogita's words echoed in his mind: "When Prithvi forgets me and moves towards his new life..." Forget her? How could she even suggest that?
Prithvi's thoughts spiraled into darkness. He couldn't envision a life without Sanyogita. She was his reason for being.
Prithvi struggled to contain his surging emotions, his chest heaving with restraint. He dared to meet Sanyogita's mother's gaze, his eyes filled with a mix of shame and determination.
"Maa..." His voice cracked, but he continued, his resolve strengthening. "I promise you, I will bring her back. I'll never leave her side, no matter what. I'll shield her from every ounce of societal melancholy, every cruel word."
Nilima's eyes bore into his, searching for sincerity. Her gaze was unyielding, piercing.
Prithvi's face burned with conviction. "It's my promise to you, Maa. I won't fail."
The air hung heavy with tension as Nilima's expression softened, ever so slightly. A glimmer of hope flickered in her eyes.
Without another word, Prithvi turned and left, the weight of his promise settling upon him.
Prithvi dialed Radhika’s phone number several times, she received his call but she did not know anything about Sanyogita moreover she was also shocked after getting the news.
Prithvi frantically searched for Sanyogita at the bus stations, his eyes scanning every face, every corner. Arjun and Ariyan's updates from the airport offered no consolation – she was nowhere to be found.
Undeterred, Prithvi rushed to the railway station, his heart racing with each passing second. But as the minutes ticked by, his hope began to dwindle.
Exhausted and anxious, Prithvi slumped onto the stairs, his face buried in his hands. Sweat dripped from his forehead, his chest heaving with desperation.
Just as despair seemed to consume him, a taxi pulled up, and a familiar figure emerged.
Sanyogita's eyes locked onto Prithvi's, her expression a mix of shock and trepidation. Time froze.
The cars on the road halted, their engines silenced. Pedestrians paused mid-stride. Even the air seemed to hold its breath.
In this timeless vacuum, Prithvi and Sanyogita's gazes remained entwined. No words were needed; the emotions spoke louder.
"Prithvi..." Sanyogita's whisper cracked, her voice barely audible.
Prithvi's hands dropped, revealing a face etched with worry and relief. He rose, his eyes never leaving hers.
"San-yogita..." Prithvi whispered softly, his voice laced with longing.
He opened his arms wide, inviting her closer. Sanyogita's face lit up, and she sprinted towards him, her toes barely touching the ground.
As she reached him, she stood on her toes and wrapped her arms tightly around his neck, her face buried in his chest. Prithvi enveloped her in a fierce hug, his hands caressing her hair, his fingers intertwining with her tangled locks.
Their grip was unyielding, as if no force could ever separate them. The world around them melted away, leaving only the symphony of their synchronized heartbeats.
Sanyogita's lips danced across Prithvi's face, leaving trails of gentle kisses on his forehead, nose, eyes, and cheeks. She hugged him again, her body molding into his.
Prithvi's voice cracked with emotion. "Zindagi bhar saath chalne ka wada kiya tha, usey tum adhura hi chodkar ja rahi thi?" (Hadn't we promised to walk together for life? Were you leaving me behind, unfinished?)
His words trembled, weighted with the fear of losing her.
"I'm sorry, Prithvi," Sanyogita whispered, her eyes brimming with tears.
Prithvi's face contorted in frustration. "Every time you say the same words. 'I'm sorry'... What's the point of sorry when you leave me behind?"
Sanyogita's voice trembled. "Aab nahi karungi, Prithvi. I promise."
Prithvi's eyes pleaded. "Sanyo, I'm sorry for everything. Sorry for not being able to protect you, for not being able to keep you safe. Padh meine toh tumse kujh bhi nahi kanha tha na ? Why are you leaving me?"
Sanyogita's face twisted in anguish. "Prithvi, I don't care about the world, but I don't want to tarnish your family's reputation. I don't know what to do."
Prithvi's voice shattered, his emotions raw. "Don't think about anyone, Jaan. Just think about me – your Prithvi, who loves you madly, who can't breathe without you."
His words hung in the air, heavy with desperation. "Agar phir se tumne mujhe chhod kar jaane ki baat ki toh..."
Sanyogita's hand rushed to his mouth, silencing him. Her eyes pleaded, unable to bear the thought of his pain.
Prithvi's lips brushed against her palm, a gentle kiss. His eyes locked onto hers, filled with anguish.
"Tum meri zindagi ka woh hissa hoon, jo mujhe zinda rakha hai," he whispered. (You're the part of my life that keeps me alive).
Sanyogita's face crumpled, tears streaming down. She felt the depth of his love, the intensity of his emotions.
They collapsed into each other's arms, tears streaming down their faces.
As they hugged, Prithvi's lips found Sanyogita's, kiss fierce and possessive. The world around them melted away, leaving only their love.
In full view of the public, Prithvi claimed Sanyogita, his kiss a declaration of their love, a defiance against those who dared question their relationship.
Rishi, the journalist , watched with burning eyes, his eyes lingering on Sanyogita's beauty. He vowed to never stay in Sanyogita with peace . His gaze held a hint of calculation, his mind already spinning with possibilities.
Prithvi's lips devoured Sanyogita's, their passion unchecked. The world around them dissolved, leaving only their love.
The public swarmed, cameras clicked, and media personnel jostled for the perfect shot. But Prithvi and Sanyogita remained oblivious.
Their kiss deepened, a declaration of their love, defying societal norms and expectations.
As they broke apart, Prithvi's lips traced Sanyogita's forehead, her eyes, and her cheeks. His touch ignited a fire within her.
Sanyogita's arms enveloped him, pulling him close. Her fingers intertwined with his, their bodies molded together.
Their hug was a testament to their love, unshakeable and unwavering.
Sanyogita's whisper was a gentle breeze in the chaos. "Main sirf tumhari hoon, Prithvi... No one, not even death, can sever our sacred bond. You are my soul's sanctuary, my forever haven."
Prithvi's eyes blazed with devotion, his voice filled with conviction. "Main tumhara hoon, Sanyo... I'm eternally yours, every dawn, every dusk. You are my heart's rhythm, my life's melody, my everything , Jaan ."
Their hands intertwined, a symbol of their unbreakable bond.
The railway station erupted into chaos as Arjun and Ariyan whistled, their enthusiasm infectious. Some onlookers clapped, cheering on the couple's public display of affection.
The media frenzy intensified, but Prithvi and Sanyogita stood firm, their love untainted by the surrounding chaos.
As they stood there, wrapped in each other's arms, the world around them began to fade away.
Their love had conquered all.
However, not everyone shared their enthusiasm. Some passersby scoffed, their faces twisted in disgust.
"Shameless!" someone muttered.
"Scandalous!" another voice chimed in.
But Prithvi and Sanyogita remained oblivious, lost in their own world.
The next morning, the headlines screamed:
*FRONT PAGE NEWS*
*LOVE IN AIR*
*MR. CEO & ASSISTANT MADLY IN LOVE WITH EACH OTHER*
A large photograph of Prithvi and Sanyogita's passionate kiss dominated the page.
The caption read: "Prithvi Raj Malhotra Singh, CEO of Malhotra Company , and his assistant, Sanyogita, were spotted sharing an intimate moment at the railway station yesterday evening."
The article continued: "Sources close to the couple confirm their relationship, citing 'love knows no boundaries' as their motto."
Social media platforms buzzed with reactions:
"Power couple goals!" #PrithviSanyogita
"Unprofessional and shameful!" #CEOScandal
As the news spread like wildfire, Prithvi and Sanyogita's love became the talk of the town.
Prithvi’s family members asked for their forgiveness from Sanyogita
Dadima, and Mamiji were going to apologize to her but she interrupted them and said that Prithvi is their son, they have a right to take care of him, worried about him, and now his family became her family.
Prithvi’s Dad also asked to pardon him, Sanyogita told him she always saw a father in him. She lost her father at a very early age but now she doesn't want to lose anyone .
Abhiram[Prithvi’s father] touched her head gently and “If Prithvi’s mother was alive then she will become very happy to have such a loyal Daughter like you”
Sanyogita glared at him “Papa” she said softly and hugged him
Dadaji came, along with Anushka and Ariyan, to support Sanyogita from the beginning .
Sanyogita touched the feet of Adityanath feet and took the blessing
Sanyogita gently touched the feet of Adityanath, seeking his blessing. Her eyes sparkled with reverence as she awaited his words.
Dadaji's face creased into a warm smile. "Sanyo beti, do you know why you're named Sanyogita?" he asked, his voice filled with affection.
Sanyogita's curiosity was piqued. "No, Dadaji," she replied, her voice barely above a whisper.
"Ah, Sanyogita," Dadaji began, "means the union that binds everything. And you, my child, have a gift – you bind everyone in the threads of your love."
His eyes twinkled. "But most importantly, your union with Prithvi is eternal. You two are meant to be together, crafted for each other. No one can ever sever that bond."
Sanyogita's gaze locked onto Dadaji's, her eyes shining with profound affection. Her heart swelled with gratitude for his blessing and understanding.
She felt seen, heard, and validated. Dadaji's words wrapped around her like a warm embrace, reassuring her that her love for Prithvi was destined.
Prithvi revealed the last and most important hidden truth to the media. He helped the police to arrest the culprits.
For the past 5 months before his accident, there was something fishy he felt. He became restless losing one by one tender from the grip of his hand. He couldn't sort out anything about it,one day he had caught the man who was leaking the information about his project to another company.
The man was a friend of an ex-manager of the Gupta Industry. Prithvi fought against the manager last year and put him behind the jail but he came out of the custody on bail. From then He started to plot plans against Prithvi. He started to collect evidence against the man. One night he had a call and someone informed him that there was some chaos in his factory, so he looked forward to it. He made video footage there,afterwards, he mailed that evidence to his cousin's brother but on the road, unfortunately, he had an accident.
Prithvi excoriate the false allegation made given on his Fiance
Prithvi's voice thundered, his eyes blazing with indignation. "How dare you cast aspersions on my fiancee's character without knowing her? Why must society always vilify the woman?"
He paused, his chest heaving with emotion.
"Who I choose to marry is my decision, and mine alone. Sanyogita is the epitome of loyalty, honesty, and sincerity. She's an exceptional individual, and I respect her from the depths of my soul."
His voice softened, filled with warmth.
"We share an unbreakable bond, forged through our deep love and friendship. Her family is exemplary – educated, decent, and kind-hearted."
Prithvi's gaze locked onto the crowd, his conviction unwavering.
"In my eyes, Sanyogita is the one with whom I want to spend my life. She's my partner, my confidante, and my best friend."
His words echoed, a powerful declaration of love and loyalty.
Cops also arrested Trisha, the girl who wanted Sanyogita from Prithvi’s office at the beginning. Prithvi exposed her awful intentions in front of the press. With the help of the police, he got the information about leaking that abusive information on social media and also about Sanyogita’s family details.
Risha also came to Malhotra's office and apologized to Sanyogita for all those abusive words she had used before. Risha told her every human being has two sides, one negative and one positive. Perhaps she was negative at first but gradually changed after hearing the news about Prithvi’s accident she was feeling bad. In the end, everything became set well .”I am Sorry, Sanyogita, please forgive me”
Sanyogita gave her a halved smile and forgave her.
“Wishing both of you a happy upcoming married life” Risha greeted them.
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