𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐈 𝐃𝐄𝐄𝐖𝐀𝐍𝐈 [𝖳𝗁𝖾 𝖨𝗇𝗇𝗈𝖼𝖾𝗇𝗍 𝖫𝗈𝗏𝖾] (Duet #1)

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तेरे काँधे से ही लग के
यारा बीते उम्र सारी
सोचूँ कैसी होगी किस्मत
हुआ यूं तो फिर हमारी
सारे आंसू तोह हों तेरे
और आँखें हों हमारी
तेरे दर्द हमें जो मिले प्यार में
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हम ख़ुशी से यूं भर जाएंगे

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Akash was sitting on a bench outside the emergency room, his mind racing with worry and guilt. He realised he needed to inform Richa's parents about her accident, but he didn't have his mobile. Panicking slightly, he rushed to the reception desk.

"Excuse me, can I please make a call? It's an emergency," Akash asked the receptionist, his voice trembling.

The receptionist, noticing his distress, nodded and handed him the phone. Akash quickly dialed Richa's parents' number.

"Hello? Uncle, it's Akash. Richa... Richa had an accident. She's in the hospital. Please come quickly," he managed to say, his voice breaking.

Within minutes, Richa's parents, Manav and Shreya, arrived at the hospital, their faces etched with worry. They saw Akash sitting on the bench, his head in his hands.

"Akash... Richa kaisi hai ab? Jyada lagi hai? How did this happen?" Manav asked frantically as they approached him.

Akash looked up, his eyes filled with tears. "I don't... I don't know, uncle," he choked out, his voice barely above a whisper.

"But hua kaise ye? Aur tumhe kahan mili?" Shreya, Richa's mother, asked, her voice shaking with concern.

"Aunty, wo... wo auto ka accident ho gaya tha jisme thi wo. And I was present there at that time so..." Akash explained, struggling to keep his composure.

Just then, the doctor emerged from the emergency room. Manav and Shreya rushed to him, their faces pale with fear.

"Doctor, how is our daughter? Is she okay?" Manav asked, his voice trembling.

The doctor took a deep breath and began to explain in medical terms. "She will be conscious after some time. There are no major injuries, but she required some stitches. She will need to rest and be monitored closely."

Manav and Shreya sighed with relief, though their worry was still evident. Manav turned to Akash, noticing the blood stains on his clothes.

"Beta, there is so much blood on your clothes. I think you should go home now," Manav said gently.

"No, uncle... I want to stay here," Akash replied firmly, shaking his head.

"Beta, at least go and rest for a while. Usse jab hosh aayega tab tak aa jana," Shreya said, her voice soft but insistent.

After convincing him multiple times, Akash finally agreed and reluctantly headed home. As he walked away, he couldn't shake off the guilt and worry that clung to him like a shadow.

As Akash trudged through the front door of his house, he was met with an unexpected storm of anger. The house, which usually offered him solace, now felt like a battleground. Dinesh, his father, stormed into view, his face a mask of fury. Without any warning or preamble, Dinesh's hand shot out and slapped Akash with a force that sent him staggering. The sting of the slap was sharp, and Akash's head whipped to the side, the suddenness of it leaving him momentarily dazed.