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Chapter - 1
Khushi was sitting on the chair in hospital corridor bending forward with her head in hands. With 4 year old Akansha sitting beside her, & nervously looking at her, Khushi was constantly chanting , Please god, Don't do this. Akansha needs him. Please make him alright. Please don't take him away. After some moment she glanced sideways at Akansha & found her way too silent. Khushi herself is feeling too nervous & absolutely clueless. Seeing Akansha, she felt a sudden rise in emotion & tears started falling from her eyes continuously. What is Akansha's fault in all these. She doesn't deserve such thing at such an early age. She can't feel weak. She has to stay strong for Akansha's sake. Feeling extremely over protective for the child , she make her sit on her lap & hugged her close to her chest. Akansha hide her face in her chest & hugged her tightly as if never to let go. After an hour's wait, the door of the OT finally opened & seeing the face of the doctor, all colour drained from her face. Standing up , she hugged Akansha close to her chest , when fresh tears started making ways down her face.
Madhumati Mishra came home tired from her school. It's been a tiring day. Finally the board exams were over . So, what , their internal exams are still going on. After that, the teachers would be allotted the examination copies to check, then preparing of marksheets, finally giving away the marksheets & again a new session will start. After that, the results of board examination will be out & then again new admissions. Being the headmistress of a school , she has to look into the other departments as well. She is feeling too tired. May be age is catching up with her. 5 more years for retirement. Madhumati sighed.
Madhumati's musing came to a halt with the shrill ringtone of her mobile phone. Who can call her at this moment ?
Hello', Madhumati answered the phone .
Buaji' , came Khushi's calm voice .
It was a normal' morning in Raizada Mansion. Devyani Singh Raizada was siting at one end of their dining table, having her breakfast. She looked towards the other occupants of the table . Everybody was having their breakfast silently. Apparently, everything appears normal, but their family is everything but normal'. She looked towards her left & find her grand daughter Anjali , having her breakfast. Anjali . One of the cause why her family is in this position today. Sometimes, she feels extremely angry for her stupidity & stubbornness. But then also, she can't do anything to help them. Because in a way' Anjali is punishing herself for her stubbornness, thereby already on the way of ruining another person's life.
To her right, seated Priyanka Singh Raizada. By seeing her , nobody can guess her to be a bubbly Priyanka Mehra now Singh Raizada from 6 years back. She has turned into a complete different person. She walks , talks, eats , breathes like a normal person, but her heart & mind were in some faraway place . She is equally responsible like Anjali. But the problem is , she is a victim also. She doesn't had to punish herself for her act as her destiny has already served the purpose.
To the other end of the table sat Devyani's eldest son, Manohar . Things were never in his control- neither his own children & now when he sees the result infront of him, he doesn't know, how to make everything normal again. Beside him, sat his lifeless wife Manorama , who has not only lost interest in herself, but also the rest of the world.
Devyani sighed. There is no point in getting angry with the children. Whatever they did, it was their fantasy, their dreams , their stubbornness, for which they have paid a huge price & make the others pay for it too , without any fault. Devyani sometimes felt, if she or Manorama would have intervened in time, something so serious would have never happened.
Her musing came to a halt with the shrill ringtone of their landline . Hariprakash , their loyal house help, passed her the phone. After talking for few minutes, she informed rest of the family , Arnav is coming'.
Chapter - 2 - https://www.indiaforums.com/forum/post/132606301
Chapter - 3 -https://www.indiaforums.com/forum/post/132665199
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