After 3 years of her beloved Rahul Jaykar's tragic 'suicide' , Aarohi was believed to have moved on from the trauma by the people. Or can I say she pretended to have moved on and living happily? She focused on her career, worked hard , smiled all t...
After some four days later, uncle came up with yet another plan.
"Is it clear?" Uncle asked for confirmation after notifying his plan.
We agreed in unison.
"Rahul, please don't do anything on your own. Leave it all on me. I'll handle everything. We'll overcome this easily. Ok?"
"Yes uncle. I trust you." He replied.
Two days later:
It was D-day of our plan. Everything was arranged. Police, bodyguards, and us, we were all ready. Media? No, there wasn't any. Why? Because they weren't needed. We were live. We had decided to do a live broadcast through our home only. There were security arrangements for the sake of our, or particularly Rahul's security. On the basis of what uncle saw last time, we were very careful about the security.
Other than four of us , there were my parents, Rahul's dad, and Diya. She had come a day before.
As soon as Rahul was visible on the live screen, views started increasing drastically. It was like whole of the country and even more people were glued to their screen. Some were there for the truth, some to see Rahul, some for controversies, and some just to shower hatred.
Comments were unstoppable. Even before Rahul started speaking, there were millions of comments. Concern of some genuine fans,provoking questions from the media, abuses from the haters, there were varieties of comments. Uncle advised Rahul not to read them. Uncle softly patted my shoulders, that's when I realized, my face revealed the nervousness going on inside me. Diya came beside me and gave a quick hug from the side.
Rahul started speaking, "hello everyone, as you all know I am Rahul Jaykar. The one who was assumed to be dead three years ago." He inhaled sharply and gazed at the ground. His dad rubbed his back slowly. After a short pause, he resumed, "First of all, I'd like to apologise to everyone for being hidden for so long. I know some of you have really waited and wished for me to come back." He paused again. I could feel he was really nervous while doing this. "Today, as you all requested, I'm here to reveal the truth to you all. Someone made me realise that it was no good to keep doing this." He looked at me and gestured me to sit beside him. I denied by shooking my head but Diya pushed me slightly towards him. I looked at uncle and he blinked as a positive response.
I sat beside him. Although I wasn't reading any comment, I knew people were furious to see me there, as the number of comments kept increasing. Rahul held my hands tightly. Just as back then, he held my hand and brought me in front of the audience, it was my turn to do it for him.
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I released my hands slowly from his and motioned him to look towards the screen. He understood and started speaking again, "lets start it from the beginning. The day I jumped into the river, I mean my body wasn't founded and I was declared to be dead. But actually, I was flown further away with the waves and....I was found unconscious at a coast at Ratnagiri.
He took a deep breath and continued, "some farmers rescued me there and a Doctor..or I should say God...he saved me." He folded his hands infront of the screen and said," I believe you're watching this broadcast today. No matter how many times I'd say this, but...thank you so much. Thank you for giving me this second chance..second life. I don't know if I'd be sitting here today if you hadn't treated me. I hadn't been able to reflect on my mistakes and have my family back, if it weren't not you. Thank you so much." He wiped his tears from the sleeves of his shirt and smiled widely. I too smiled on the screen, expressing my gratitude to the person who gave me my Rahul back.
