chapter 25

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Khushi pov

I came to my room really in the neee of some peace .. My family topic was very sensitive for me.. I miss my mom dad I was just 3 when they were murdered I never spend time with them...my eyes teared up remembering my family, my mom, my dad why did they left me didn't I deserved thier love why did devi maiyaa snatched my parents from me... If they would have been alive they would have supported me loved me ... I miss them

When I left arnav i boarded a train to mumbai though I was broken leaving him but I didn't had any reason to live with him too... I cried through the journey as I felt my soul leaving my body why not? Afterall my love my everything was in Delhi isn't it? ... Living alone was another big problem I started working in cafe, hotels , mumbai was a big city getting a job and earning money was not a problem....i rented a flat in outside the city as it was cheaper there

my life was going smooth but I still missed my arnav ji but I realised soon that the person I left in Delhi wasn't my arnav ji he was ASR... Yeah it wasn't easy to live without him as he was my life , my world revolved around him but we learn to live without people don't we? As a child we always wanted to live with our parents we can't imagine a life without them but when we grow up we learn to live without them ...

Everything was okay when I suddenly bumped into mrs bhatnagar.... She was a sweet lady though she was older than me but a feeling of being with her made me happy I don't know why? I felt familiar.... But my whole world turned upside down when she told me the truth of my life...

Mrs riya bhatnagar wife of ajay bhatanagar and ex wife of vikram Singhania.... She recognised me by my mothers payal which I wore and my Resembleness with my mother was a main reason for her doubt...when she told me the truth I was shattered my parents were killed my heart became heavy at the thought ... Someone killed my parents and above all sheetal was the daughter of my parents murderer .... I broke down that day hearing my brother too was killed my brother ahaan whom I didn't even know.... Why why God snatched everything from me didn't I deserved to be happy? I am strong enough yo handle pain but that doesn't mean I deserved it

Days passed I coped up with the truth... Riya aunty gave me my parents and brother saving saying I have right on it... I hesitated but I took it... I admired this lady she was broken, betrayed by the person she loved but still she didn't fall weak she fought for herself her dignity , brought lighting her dark life reached success she never let herself fall weak her determination to live happily to achieve success was a thing which inspired me... She made a whole new happy world for herself even after facing betrayal in the worst way possible... If she can then why can't I..

I decided to complete my studies to get a good job... Riya aunty and ajay uncle supported me.. If riya aunty was like a mother figure to me then so was ajay uncle... I boarded my flight with pain in my heart as I was leaving maybe forever

I went to labour with rohan and saniya by my side ..... And then after so much pain my babies came to the world to thier mumma... A feeling which I never felt came alive they gave me a life there crying voice which I heard vanished all my pain... When I first took my child in my life it was a new experience I felt protective possesive my heart thudded with joy...seeing there smile I smiled to the pain I went through to give birth was worth it...

I will be honest I missed arnav his presence but I didn't wanted to go back because I did wanted to be treated like trash

Life was back to normal I used to study at nights whith so much difficulty my graduation completed... I applied in many companies but was disappointed as I didn't got a job after so much trying a d getting rejected I got a job in mehrotra company as a pa.... It was difficult to adjust as I had kids to take care the work load was enough to exhaust me... I would have taken Financial help from riya aunty and she would have happily given but I wanted to stand on my feets I didn't want to become dependent on anyone again... With time I had a great position in mehrotra and earned a good amount....

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