MAIRAs BIRTHDAY 13.1
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Anupamaa 12 Jan 2026 Written Update & Daily Discussions Thread
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~Far From The Maddening Crowd (One Shot)~

"NO! it's not Tuesday today, its Sunday.." said the beautiful, blue eyed lady stubbornly for the umpteenth time. " but maam Sunday was day before yesterday, today is Tues..." the already scared maid flinched in her place even before she could complete her sentence after hearing a loud crash sound..she covered her ears with her palms and looked at the floor were the broken pieces of the flower vase was scattered..."You think I am a fool...when I am saying that today is Tuesday, then it must be Tuesday. Yesterday was Monday and..."she went on justifying herself when a handsome young man aged around 27 came running down the stairs hearing all the commotion, he glanced at the broken glass on the floor and then at his wife who was busy yelling at their maid. "Ridhima what happened sweetheart?? Why are you so angry? And how did this flower vase break??" asked Armaan her husband. "Armaan, thank God you came...look at Maria..I am telling her that today is Sunday but she is just not listening. She keeps on saying that today is Tuesday" Ridhima complained, walking towards Vansh. "Careful baby, don't hurt yourself.." said Armaan worried that she might step on a glass peace while walking towards him. Once that she was near him, he held her from her waist and kissed her temple. Thereafter he looked at Maria " Maria, as Ridhima has already told you its Sunday today, and I woud not like to have any further arguments on this" Armaan said strictly..."But sir..."Maria tried defending herself but was cut short by a very stern Armaan "enough Maria..I do not want to argue any further and next time do not argue with Ridhima ...I hope I have made myself clear?" ...Maria nodded meekly and went on to continue with her work. As soon as she left Ridhima hugged Armaan tightly, he to responded with equal favour...they stood like that for a while and broke apart when Armaan felt something wet on his chest. "Hey what happened to my baby?? Why is she crying??"...asked Armaan in a soft tone, gently swiping off her tears with his thumb. "I am not insane Armaan " Ridhima said sniffing..."Of course not sweetheart...who told you that??" asked Armaan concerned. "Then why was Maria fighting with me over such a thing...I told her repeatedly that today is Sunday then why was she saying that today is Tuesday...its Sunday today, right??" asked Ridhima innocently and with a fresh bout of tears forming in her glass like blue orbs...Hearing her Armaan immediately took her in his arms " Aww my baby, yes it is Sunday today, don't listen to Maria, she does not know anything, hmm?" although he knew that Maria was not wrong, it was indeed Tuesday but Ridhima's happiness mattered the most to him and if him agreeing that it was Sunday made her happy then be it. "hmm" she replied back while staying in his arms. After a few moments of silence Armaan broke apart and picked Ridhima up in his strong arms "Okay now my princess must be tired, so let's get her to bed"...Armaan brought rush to their room and made her sit on the bed with her back rested against the bedpost, he went towards the side table, opened the drawer, took the tablets and came back to her..."Ridhima , sweetheart, here take your medicines" he said while passing her the tablets. "Armaan , why are you giving me this medicines? I am not sick?" asked Ridhima with so much confusion in her voice...Armaan looked at her dumbfounded, he did not know what to say, he kept on staring at her as if in some sort of trance..."Armaan ??" he was brought out of his daze with Ridhima's voice...he steadied his mind and replied in the most casual way possible "Ridhima , baby these are vitamins, you know a lot of diseases are in the air and I don't want my baby to fall ill right, so like the old saying goes:- precaution is better than cure" . "Oh in that case, you should have them as well, I don't want you to fall ill either" said Ridhima with care. "Yes, sweetheart I had them already, now its your turn" he said lovingly, making her understand...soon enough she had her medicines and laid down with her head on his lap, while he caressed her head till she fell asleep.
He kept on stroking her hair thinking about his life, her life, their life. They were madly in love with each other and tied the knot 3 years ago. Soon after their marriage Ridhima was not feeling too well, plus she had been acting quite forgetful and was mostly irritated. Armaan took her to the doctor and she was diagnosed with Alzheimer's. She apparently had the disease since years but nobody noticed probably because the symptoms were not highly visible...however her symptoms became more prominent with time. Armaan was shocked with the information he received but decided that he will not tell her anything; he resolved to make her live a normal life. Life was not easy for him but having her with him made it less complicated. In spite of knowing about her illness his love for her never faded rather like wine it just got better. There were days when she did not remember anything or anybody not even him but he did not give up rather he took it as a challenge... "wooing a girl is the best part of any relationship, and I am lucky that I get the chance to do it repeatedly" he would say making light of the otherwise serious situation. He did not force her to believe in what is true rather he believed what she found true. He walked with her like a shadow; he made sure she lived her life to the fullest. He pampered her, took care of her like a baby; she was his baby, his love, his life...
Few days passed after the argument with Maria. Armaan was thoughtful enough to apologise to Maria. However he also made it clear that she was not to indulge in any sort of argument with Ridhima ...she should agree and do what Ridhima tells her and if she has any problems be it with Ridhima itself she was to tell him and not her. Like that a few more days passed. ...He tried to spend as much as time as he could with Ridhima but at the same time he had an empire to run all alone and so he had to go office as well. It was a Monday morning and Armaan was all set to leave for his work...he had instructed Maria to take good care of Ridhima and call him if there was anything wrong...He then went to his room to find Ridhima still sleeping..he knew that her medicines make her drowsy and so he did not bother waking her up until he was completely ready. He went towards the bed and sat just beside her, he slowly caresses her cheek "hey gorgeous, wake up" he whispered softly into her ears. She stirred a little disturbed with the sudden voice and his her face on his stomach. He chucked at her behaviour and tried waking her up again. "Baby, I have to go to work, wake up sweetheart". Hearing him she immediately got up and said "your going now??? But you promised to take me shopping today" she said with an adorable pout. He knew that he had promised her that he would take her shopping but he had told her that will go on Sunday. However, he did not want to tell her that and so he acted all guilty and hit his palm on his forehead "Oh God! I forgot sweetheart, I am so sorry, but baby pls can we go tomorrow as I have a very important meeting now which cannot be postponed" said Armaan . Ridhima looked at him with a not so pleased look but agreed anyway "Armaan your becoming so forgetful, anyways since the meeting is so important you carry on". " thank you so much sweetheart, I love you. You take care of yourself okay?" Said Armaan . She simply nodded her head. Such was the beauty of their relationship, Armaan took all the blame on himself just so that Ridhima would not feel bad about herself. Giving her a hug and soft kiss on her forehead, he left for his work.
Originally posted by: Jennifer_Grover
<font size="3" face="Comic Sans MS, Times, serif">So chalo guys thank me ki mere kehne pe aap sabko ek mast se writer se itnaaa acha sa wonderful sa OS mila!! Hehe...😉</font><font size="3" face="Comic Sans MS, Times, serif"> As I told you earlier Miss.Tani...the OS is described beautifully. Each and every word is just so good. It feels so nice to read how he's always there for her! Keep up with your amazing writing.</font><font size="3" face="Comic Sans MS, Times, serif"> Love you :*:D</font>
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Originally posted by: --MinOch--
<font color="#ff0000">By ur writing tani now i cam see u r a emotional gener writer...</font>
<font color="#66ff00">its really hard to write such type but u have worked on it perfectly👏</font>e<font color="#993399">ach emotion is explained well and m crying right now</font><font color="#993399">loved how armaan is taking care of her...</font><font color="#993399">Ridz being usch a darling (she is cute here despite her illness)</font><font color="#ff9900">When she called armaan i was actually thinking she might be doin smthing for his b'day...</font><font color="#ff9900">but then it was all true..😔</font><font color="#ff9900">when ridz forgot abt him it was sooo sad...two big fag tears fell out...really...😭</font><font color="#0000cc">Armana emotiosn r well explained...👍🏼</font><font color="#0000cc">the way he was potrayed i wish every boy turns like that...bt aisa kaha ho sakta hai</font><font color="#cc6600">it was plain, sweet yet beautiful and pure</font> <font color="#ff3300">LOVE STORY❤️</font><font color="#993399">I loved it to no end...🤗</font><font color="#00fff">With love</font><font color="#00fff">Sanju ^_^🥳</font>
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