ABHIRA OS

Abhira defensively wraps her arms around herself, as if shielding against the shame. She is sitting in her room. Dadisa's constant taunts echoed like a relentless drumbeat in Abhira's ears. Each accusation, a dagger aimed at her character, (or taunting her dead mother without any empathy ) fueled a silent rebellion within. Frustration boiled beneath the surface as she resisted the urge to scream. Abhira clenched her fists, resentment coursing through her veins.

The grandmother's taunts played like a broken record in her mind. "What the hell does dadisa even think about herself?" She starts walking to & fro, her steps echoing the turmoil within.

"Oh hello , Ever heard of a wardrobe malfunction?" , Abhira starts mumbling, her brow furrowed with anger. Her hands gestured with a mix of defiance and exasperation. It's not like I opened my saree on purpose! And didn't I apologize?

Abhira's voice wavered with a mix of hurt and frustration. And how dare she keeps taunting me that your mother hasn't taught you anything!

She speaks as if I am some gold digger and married her precious grandson to trap him. I was anyways not interested in him. You can keep him for yourself!

The bitterness in her tone mirrored the resentment building within her. Her frustration bubbled within her as the oppressive air in her new home suffocated her. In the echoes of her anguish, the unanswered question lingered, Why did her mother choose this stranger to get her married to?

Abhira can never forget that heart-wrenching day. The words "Please Marry Armaan" hung heavy in the air, her mother's weak voice carrying an unexpected storm. Looking at her frail mother Akshara Sharma dying on the hospital bed, Abhira's eyes welled up with extreme grief, confusion and bewilderment.

Remembering that day with tears in her eyes, Abhira sits on the bed and cradles her parent's photo frame.

"Abhinav papa, why did you leave me?"

The question lingered in the air, a plea to the father she had never seen.

Her gaze shifted to her mother's image, tears welling up in Abhira's eyes. "Mummy always remembered you, She missed you everyday" she whispered. "Now, Mumma also left me," her voice quivered.

A tear trickled down Abhira's cheek as she continued, "I miss you a lot mumma papa. I hate being in this house."

The walls seemed to close in, carrying the weight of abandonment. "Why did you all leave me?"

Edited to add : This story is about Abhira missing her parents and getting frustrated in poddar house. Added Part 2 below . Let me know if you want me to continue. Would love to hear feedback I have tagged few IDs which i remembered on this forum but would love to hear feedback from all.

PART 2 -

Abhira is not able to shake the thought, Roohi should have been her sister.

Observing Roohi, her sister in law, a quiet and sweet soul, she can't help but smile at the contrast in their personalities. Not badhbad gadbad and chaotic like me. She even offered to clean the kitchen that I had messed up while making noodles. Then there is Roohi's par naanu, a source of warmth and affection. He is so lovely. In a moment of whimsical imagination, Abhira imagines her mom as his granddaughter, a wishful connection that dances in her mind. Would that make Mumma and Roohi's mom sisters, the notion flits through Abhira's imagination, and she smiles.

Imagining Roohi's par nanu as her own, she feels a sense of missed opportunity, a love she could have known. Abhira yearns for the warmth of a family, but she misses her father the most. She finds solace in talking to Abhinav's photo, a ritual that unfolds almost every day. She sees a reflection of him in herself, she is mini- Abhinav , a replica of his sunshine character. His spirit lives on in her through the same silly jokes, kindness, warmth, and love.

"Papa, I feel so lonely," she murmurs. Everyone hates me. Only Armaan is nice but that is only because he is in guilt.

She can sense a subtle undercurrent of guilt beneath his kindness, a reminder of the sacrifice her mother made to save his life, it's an unspoken debt.

"I cannot stay in this house anymore," she confesses to herself, the words a heavy admission of her inner turmoil.She is aware that she is perceived as nothing more than a responsibility, and decides to leave the house.

Loving this story please continue

Amazing....u story made me emotional..... Do continue if possible.....

It is sad , she is all alone ....with horrible people around her you got right in to her heart ❤️

Feeling of being lonely is not enough she is being tortured mentally .... good try ... keep writing ....you can connect with the readers that is great 👍

This writing, has my heart. It was beautiful!

Originally posted by: Ariyashivya

Loving this story please continue

Thank you 😊 I have added Part 2, do check:)

Originally posted by: hurrom

Amazing....u story made me emotional..... Do continue if possible.....

Thank you, Part 2 added. Please check, I would love to know if you liked the next part 💙

Originally posted by: Rosh4rose

It is sad , she is all alone ....with horrible people around her you got right in to her heart ❤️

Feeling of being lonely is not enough she is being tortured mentally .... good try ... keep writing ....you can connect with the readers that is great 👍

It breaks my heart seeing Akshnav's baby suffering like this. Poddar dadisa behaves so meanly with her 😭

I have added Part 2, Do read whenever you get time & I hope you like it

The portrayal of Abhira's inner struggles was done so beautifully. I'd really appreciate seeing Abhira talking to her parents' photos about all of this, but I doubt they'll depict it in the show.