Swara felt like she had the world down her knees now that she was united with all her kids....
Aarav and Avni sat beside her hugging Swara....and Vanshi was inside the hospital room lying unconscious.
With bated breath, Swara watches as her family approaches her, her heart pounding against her chest like a trapped bird.
The air seems to thicken around her, each second stretching into an eternity.
As they draw nearer, memories of the past flood her mind, the laughter, the tears, the moments shared in a distant time.
Her mother-in-law and father-in-law's eyes hold a mixture of surprise and concern, as if they've stumbled upon a long-forgotten secret.
Swara's gaze locks onto her sister Swati, who now wears the symbols of matrimony.
The mangalsutra and vermillion catch the light, glinting like promises of an unknown future.
Beside Swati, Kunal's younger brother Karan stands, holding her sister's hand in his.
His eyes, once unfamiliar, now hold a warmth that seems to reach out to her.
Swara's heart skips a beat as she takes in the sight of her sister pushing a wheelchair, in which sits their frail, elderly mother.
The soft murmurs of her mother's voice reach Swara's ears, carrying the weight of years gone by.
Tears flood in Swara's eyes as she watches them approach, each step echoing in her ears like the beat of a drum.
Emotions swirl within her like a hurricane - joy at the sight of her family, fear of their judgment, and an overwhelming sense of longing to bridge the gap that time has created.
Swara's throat feels tight as they stand before her, their gazes meeting hers with a mixture of surprise, recognition, and an undercurrent of emotions she can't quite decipher.
For a moment, time stands still, the hospital room a cocoon that holds only her and her past.
Then, a tentative smile tugs at the corners of her mother-in-law's lips, breaking the tension.
"Swara?" she whispers, as if testing the name on her tongue after years of silence. And in that simple utterance, a floodgate of emotions bursts open.
Tears stream down Swara's cheeks as she nods, unable to form words.
Swara glances at her Lil sister....who seemed to lower her gaze...no matter what the beef was between them...four years of seperation, had made Swati realize, just how wrong she was.
Wrong to demand her sister of choosing her family over duty.
Wrong to belittle her elder sister who had loved her equivalent to her parents.
And now this little sister of Swara was in a dilemma...will her di push her away?...will her di grant her forgiveness?...will her di love her exactly like before?
She was ashamed.
As if Swara was a psychic...she didn't even waste a moment to hug her baby sister...
"You've become so big, that you have to think so much before hugging your di?" Swara's words were like music to Swati.
Swati chokes out, her voice muffled against Swara's shoulder "I missed you so much,"
The room seems to blur around them as her father-in-law, sister, and Karan join the embrace, forming a circle of family that transcends time and distance.
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