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AT THE BISHT MANSION:-

"The atmosphere was filled with anticipation as Darsh and Satakshi arrived at the doorstep of Bisht Mansion. Darsh held Satakshi's hand tightly, his heart racing with a mixture of excitement and nervousness. As the door swung open, Darsh's mother stood there, her eyes brimming with tears. Meanwhile, Abhi, who had assumed it was Misti at the door, froze for a moment before realizing it was Satakshi. He rushed forward, unable to contain his emotions, and enveloped her in a warm hug, tears of joy mingling with his laughter. It was a wholesome scene, a moment of pure happiness and reconciliation. But the joyous atmosphere was soon tempered by Meenu's words."

Meenu said, with a firm but gentle voice: tum andr nhi aa skte ho.

"Her words hung in the air, sending a wave of confusion through the gathered family. Meenu continued, her expression softening as she spoke."

Meenu: jb tum dono ka mn kia tb alg ho gae, or jb mn kia tb ek sth aa gae. pr mera kya, tumne ek br bhi nhi socha ki mujhe ksa lga apni beti se alg hokr.

"Satakshi's eyes filled with tears, a bittersweet smile gracing her lips. She stepped forward, embracing Meenu tightly. she whispered, her voice choked with emotion."

Satakshi: maa, I'm sorry.

"Meenu returned the embrace, her heart overflowing with love and understanding. She then welcomed Satakshi with a pooja ki thaali, a symbol of blessings and acceptance. With tears of gratitude in their eyes, Darsh and Satakshi entered the house, their hearts filled with a sense of belonging and acceptance. Meenu wasted no time in sharing the news with rajiv. Rajiv's heart swelled with emotion as he rushed home, the anticipation of seeing Satakshi again filling him with an overwhelming sense of joy. When he finally arrived, his eyes fell upon Satakshi standing there, her presence a beacon of light amidst the darkness of his worries. Tears welled up in Rajiv's eyes as he approached her, his steps quickening with each passing moment. Without hesitation, he enveloped her in a warm embrace, holding her close as if trying to convey all the love and protection he had ever felt for her."

Rajiv murmured, his voice choked with emotion: akshu, meri bcchi. mujhe bhot khushi h ki tu vaapis aa gai, hm sbne tujhe bhot yd kia. ek din bhi esa nhi tha jb hmne tere baare m socha nhi, ye ghr jse shnt ho gya tha tere jaane ke bd. is ghr ki sbhi khushiyaan chli gai thi, pr ab tu aa gai h, sb frse phle jsa ho jaaega. ab tu jitni bhi zid kr m tujhe kbhi khi nhi jaane dunga.

"Satakshi's own tears flowed freely now, mingling with Rajiv's as she returned the embrace with equal fervor."

Satakshi whispered, her voice trembling with emotion: papa, maine bhi aapko bhot yaad kia, aap sb ko bhot yaad kia. 

"In that moment, as father and daughter held each other close, surrounded by the warmth of their family home, all the pain and uncertainty of the past melted away. They were together again, and nothing else mattered. As the evening progressed, the Bisht family gathered in the living room, basking in the warmth of togetherness. Satakshi's return had brought a renewed sense of joy and harmony to the household, and the air was filled with laughter and chatter. Rajiv sat beside Satakshi, his arm draped around her shoulders, a smile playing on his lips as he listened to her recount her experiences during her time away. The rest of the family chimed in, sharing their own anecdotes and memories, the atmosphere alive with love and nostalgia. Darsh watched from across the room, his heart swelling with gratitude as he witnessed the bond between Satakshi and her family. He felt a sense of contentment knowing that Satakshi was where she belonged, surrounded by the love and support of her loved ones. As the night wore on, Meenu approached Darsh, a soft smile on her face"

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