chapter 2

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Khushi stood outside the operation theatre, her hands shaking with worry.

Inside, a young man was undergoing an operation, and khushi couldn't help but think of the many things that could go wrong. Looking around him, her eyes fell on a small Lord Idol, and she prayed silently for the young man's safety.

After what felt like an eternity, the surgery was finally over, and the young man was moved to a ward.
Khushi: doctor,how he is?
Doctor: right now we can't say anything Mrs raizaada, please wait.

Khushi saw arnav entering to the hospital and walking towards her.
She hugged him tightly, overcome with emotion.

"Khushi, what happened? you didn't tell me anything on phone ? I was so worried! Tell me, what happened?"

"Arnav, that boy met an accident with my car  and he's badly injured. He had to undergo surgery. I'm scared for him," Khushi said, her voice shaking.

"Don't worry, Khushi. He's in good hands now. Everything will be okay," Arnav reassured her, taking her hand in his.understanding the situation.

At ward,
A senior doctor then appeared and asked his colleague to continue observing the young man. He had just regained consciousness but appeared disoriented and agitated. The doctors helped him sit and tried to ask him about his name, residence, and phone number, but the young man didn't seem to remember anything. The doctors suggested reducing his sedation and hoping that his memory would eventually return.

Arnav was talking to his men, instructing them to keep the accident under wraps and make sure no one found out, especially the media.he cut the call when doctor appears to him.
Doctor:mr.raizaada,we have to inform you something.
Arnav:yes doctor please,is that boy is fine.you don't worry about the treatment.i will pay for it.
Doctor: arnav,he is fine but we think he lost his memory.

"What??"Arnav is shocked with doctors answer.

"Arnav, what's going to happen to that boy? Do you think he'll remember anything?" Khushi asked with concern.

"I'm not sure, Khushi. The doctors are saying he might have partial memory loss. It's all so tragic," arnav replied, her eyes filling with tears.

As they both stood outside the young man's ward, they saw him being taken for an MRI scan. The doctors were looking tense, and Arnav and Khushi couldn't help but feel worried.

After the MRI results were analyzed, the doctors concluded.
Doctor:he is an 17 years old boy, had suffered significant brain damage and is experiencing partial memory loss.
Arnav:,is anything can help in this situation.any treatment??
Doctor: medical treatment would take several months, and he would need specialized care.
Doctor: Mr. Raizaada , this is India’s largest hospital where we provide the best treatment. However, if you wish, you may connect with international doctors, but it will be quite challenging. We have no information about this case and nothing to compare it with. We only received a national card with a photo and the first name “Raunak.”
The doctor’s words were like a bucket of cold water thrown over them. Arnav and Khushi were aware that they were dealing with a difficult situation, but the doctor’s statement exacerbated their worries

Arnav : Can I see the card, please?

The doctor hands him the card. The card with only a photo and a first name was the only thing that could identify the teenage boy lying in the hospital bed. They had not received any information about the boy and didn’t know who he was apart from some money in his wallet.
Arnav’s hands trembled as he took it, staring down at the face on the card. It was a face he had never seen before. He was determined to find a solution, to identify the boy and help him recover, but it seemed an almost impossible task. Khushi felt a pang in her heart as she looked at the picture and realized that a family was missing their loved one somewhere. She wanted to help find them as soon as possible.




Doctor: We did not receive any information from the patient, only some money, this card, and a photo in his wallet. He was alone.

Khushi: We must find his family, Arnav . We should inform the police.

Arnav : Are you crazy, Khushi? We don’t know how this accident happened, who hit him This will remain inside the hospital, and I have already assigned our people to search for him. We will find out in a few days, and if we still can’t, then we could seek the help of the police. But for now, we can’t do anything.

Khushi: But I want to meet him. Can I meet him

Doctor: Yes, he is a teenage boy, 17 years old. He remembers some basic things like math, but he cannot remember himself or the people around him.

As they approached Raunak’s hospital bed, their hearts were heavy with emotions. Raunak was just a teenager, confused and lost, staring blankly at the wall in front of him.
Raunak asked Arnav and Khushi if they knew him.
Raunak: You, you know me, what is my full name, where do I work, and where do I live? If you know that, please tell me. My brain is going bad, I can’t remember who I am.
Khushi was hesitant to answer him, feeling guilty about what had happened.
Khushi: Please forgive me. I don’t know who you are. Your accident happened because of my car.
But Raunak’s words cut her deep. He blamed her for his memory loss, and it shook her to the core.
Raunaq: Do you even realize that because of you, I am like this today? I don’t remember anything because of you.


The doctor arrived with sedative injections, hoping to help Raunak rest and recover. The treatment would be difficult, so the doctor wondered where the boy would be taken for better care.
Doctor: We have started his treatment, but for that, we need his mind to be fresh. And if he stays here in the hospital, it would be hard for his brain. We need to shift him, but where? We need to take care of him.
Khushi: Doctor, we will take him to our house.



Arnav : Have you lost your mind, Khushi?



Khushi: He will go mad here. Did you not see the tears and pain in his eyes? I couldn’t bear it. He feels like my own, and I feel like his.
Arnav : Khushi, I know you feel for him, but we can’t just take in anyone in our house.



Khushi: Arnav , it’s my fault that he lost his memory, and I can’t even try to regain it. This is my atonement.



Doctor: Mrs. Raizaada  is right. You should keep him in your care. Plus, you are prominent people, and if this news spreads outside or in the media, it would become precarious.




Arnav was hesitant at first, but Khushi convinced him to bring Raunak home with them






Arnav : Okay, Khushi. Doctor, when can we take him with us?

After two days,
They welcomed Raunak with an Aarti at Raizaada Mansion by khushi, arnav can't denied to his wife let that boy stay at his home.
Khushi felt a twinge of familiarity as if she knew Raunak from somewhere before. Arnav was also puzzled but could not put together who the boy might remind him of. But their welcome was interrupted by a gust of wind blowing out the Aarti’s flame. This occurrence was an ominous sign of the challenges they were about to face. Little did they know, the gust of wind that blew out khushi's Aarti was a sign of something sinister that was about to happen in their lives.

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