Ajeeb Dastan Hai Yeh (Completed)

Chapter 56: The ray of hope

As the days turned into weeks and the weeks into months, Aarav found himself trapped in a nightmare of Maya and Sumitra's making. The effects of the drugs had taken a toll on his mind, leaving him powerless to resist their manipulation and control. Each day seemed to blur into the next, his sense of self slipping further and further away.

Alone in his room one evening, Aarav's gaze fell upon a gleaming knife lying on the table, its sharp edge beckoning to him like a siren's call. With a heavy heart and a mind clouded by despair, he reached out, his trembling hand closing around the cold metal.

"I can't... I can't take this anymore," Aarav muttered to himself, his voice barely above a whisper as he raised the knife to his wrist, the glint of its blade reflecting the turmoil raging within him.

But just as he was about to succumb to the darkness that threatened to consume him, a gentle voice broke through the silence, piercing through the haze of his despair.

"Aarav beta, kya kar rahe ho tum?" Sharda's voice was filled with concern as she entered the room, her eyes widening in horror at the sight before her.

Aarav froze, the knife slipping from his grasp as he turned to face Sharda, his eyes brimming with tears. "Kaki... I-I can't... I can't go on like this. I'm tired of being a puppet, of being controlled by Maya and Sumitra," he choked out, his voice trembling with emotion.

Sharda's heart shattered as she witnessed Aarav's pain, her own eyes welling up with tears as she hurried to his side, enfolding him in a warm embrace. "Aarav beta, nahi iss tarah jeevan khatam nahi karte," she whispered softly, her voice filled with love and reassurance as she gently wiped away his tears.

Feeling the weight of her words, Aarav's grip on the knife loosened, his despair momentarily overshadowed by Sharda's unwavering support. He allowed himself to be enveloped in her embrace, finding solace in her comforting presence.

As Sharda gently pulled away, she reached for a cherished photograph frame resting nearby, the image of Aarav's parents smiling back at them. With trembling hands, she offered it to him, her eyes filled with tenderness.

"Inhone tumhe janam diya hai aur iss jeevan ko khatam karne ka haq sirf inke paas hai," Sharda said softly, her words carrying the weight of a lifetime of love and wisdom.

Aarav's gaze lingered on the photograph, his heart heavy with longing for the parents he had lost. Tears welled up in his eyes as he clutched the frame to his chest, feeling their presence surround him like a warm embrace.

In that moment, as he held onto the memories of his parents, Aarav found a glimmer of hope amidst the darkness that threatened to consume him.

Sumitra stood at the doorway, her eyes narrowing with rage as she witnessed Sharda's intervention, her carefully laid plans crumbling before her eyes. The sight of Aarav clutching the photograph frame, tears streaming down his face, filled her with a burning fury.

"How dare you interfere!" Sumitra's voice was a venomous hiss as she stormed into the room, her anger palpable in the air.

Sharda stood her ground, her expression resolute as she faced Sumitra's wrath head-on. "main nahi dekh sakti usey apni zindagi khatam karte hue main har baar aapke plan ko issi tarah barbaad karungi" she declared, her voice unwavering despite the tremor of fear that gripped her heart.

Sumitra's eyes blazed with fury as she glared at Sharda, her hands clenched into fists at her sides. "You meddlesome woman! tum do kaudi ki aaya... isey bachaogi kabtak??" she spat, her words laced with contempt.

Aarav looked up, his eyes filled with confusion and fear as he watched the confrontation unfold before him. He knew that Sumitra's anger would only bring more pain and suffering, and he silently prayed for Sharda's safety.