Episode # 76:- (Her pure heart.)
"Prisha, do you know what Swara had done today in her university?" Yuvaan said while diverting her mind. Prisha broke the hug and gave him a confused look while wiping her tears. "Look," Yuvaan said in an excited tone and showed her the video.
Prisha was shocked for a moment, but she felt proud. The way Swara suffered all those things, it look so good after seeing her standing for herself without the support of others. "But, Yuvaan, is it this wrong to beat the students inside the institution?" Prisha asked in a worried tone.
"Don't worry, Prisha. Sanskar is there to handle this thing. What Swara did was a brave act, but how she did was against the university's rules. Mihir Uncle had given the warning to all of them. He knew Swara was not wrong. But by supporting such acts inside the educational institutions, he didn't want students to think that he was supporting violence and fights in the university," Yuvaan continued.
"It takes a great effort to make your institution violence and corruption-free. Mihir uncle has been doing that thing effectively and competently for years, and that's the reason everyone dreams of getting admission to that institution," Yuvaan said.
"Mihir uncle is a great man. Being the uncle also he didn't support Swara, he decided wisely and with loyalty," Prisha said, and Yuvaan nodded his head. He felt terrible after thinking that, how a father like Mihir got the worst son like Dhruv.
After spending time with Yuvaan, Prisha left, and Yuvaan got busy with his work.
Swasan's room:-
"Ahem," Sanskar made a noise and Swara who was sitting on the couch looked above. "You came," Swara said with a sheepish smile and came towards him. Sanskar kissed her forehead with a raised eyebrow.
"So, you want to say something about today?" Sanskar asked while removing his coat. "I'm sorry; I shouldn't have hit those girls like that," Swara said. Sanskar smiled after hearing this, but he made a serious face and asked, "Why so?" he asked.
"Because In my anger I forgot, that we were standing in the educational institution where we all come to study and to learn ethics and etiquette," Swara said while looking down at her feet. "You know Mickey Mouse which thing I love the most about you?" Sanskar asked while coming near her. "What?" Swara asked and looked above towards his face.
"That you accept your mistakes with no second thought. If you do something wrong, then the next moment you apologize, and this thing is not in everyone. I'm not angry with you because you've protected your self-respect today. And when you've already realized that what was your fault, then what's the point in making you understand?" Sanskar asked, and Swara hugged him tightly.
"Thank you for being there for me. It is because of you only I didn't feel afraid today, but I promise I'll never show such behavior again," Swara said, and Sanskar kissed above her head. "Okay, you go downstairs I'll come after changing my clothes," Sanskar said while breaking the hug.
Swara kissed his cheek tightly and went towards the door. "And Mickey Mouse," Swara heard Sanskar's voice. She turned around and found him standing at the entrance of the bathroom.
"I'm so proud of you for whatever you did today and yeah, never feel afraid to raise your voice against the wrong. Keep this thing always in your mind that we are standing behind your back," Sanskar said.
"Love you," Swara blew a kiss towards him with a bright smile on her face. "Love you too," Sanskar said while chuckling a little and went to take a shower. Swara came out of their room but went inside again to grab Arush's hoodie.
She picked it up and went towards Arush's room. "Aru Bhai?" Swara called while peeping inside the Arush's room. Arush was sitting on the beanbag and doing his work on the laptop. He looked above him after hearing Swara's voice.
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