"YRKKH-Aarohi's Enchanting Transformation"

35.Hidden pleas of the heart

Shravan remained silent, so Aarohi decided not to press him, not wanting to make him uncomfortable. As they began walking together, Shravan finally opened up.

"I had a fight with my mother,"

he said,trying to read her thoughts .
He was uncertain,so he continued,

"You know my relationship with my brother isn't good."
Ever since childhood, Abhimanyu had hated our father, but we never knew why. Papa had always been a great friend to us, making it hard to understand Abhimanyu's resentment.
One day Maa revealed that their constant fights during Abhimanyu's childhood had led to his hatred. He believed Papa didn't deserve Maa. But to me, that explanation didn't quite add up. I thought it was because Papa pushed us to be perfect, wanting us to inherit the hospital.

Abhi's hatred intensified due to my father's behavior towards him. Papa was extremely strict with Abhi, wanting to control every aspect of his life. You know about the marriage issue too - Papa strongly opposed Abhi and Akshara's marriage.
My life was vastly different from Abhi's. When I was young, Ma's health was fragile, and it worsened as she struggled to care for all of us. So, my grandparents took me in, and I lived with them until middle school. As a result, I'm incredibly close to them.

They meant everything to me, and after they passed away, it was so difficult for me to move on. I had to return home, but it no longer felt like home. Abhi and Neil had formed strong bonds with each other and with Ma. I felt betrayed and lonely in that big house full of people. To ease my discomfort, Abhi made an effort to do many things for me. Abhimanyu became my escape; he took me to various places to help me adjust to the Birla lifestyle. I grew deeply dependent on him. However, that's when Abhimanyu started imposing his decisions on my life,and then I discovered his true face, and from that moment on, I began to hate him.

Abhimanyu has always been my mother's favorite. She would even fight the whole world. Every time he needed her, she was there for him, but she often forgot about my struggles.
When I needed her, she chose him, leaving me feeling unwanted and unimportant.
After a while, I stopped expecting her to be there for me. Her constant favoritism towards Abhimanyu built up a lot of resentment inside me. Today, I finally let all those buried emotions,I confronted her, and it made me wild.

As he finished speaking, Aarohi's eyes welled up with tears. She now understood how Shravan had empathized with her struggles and feelings, even when her own family couldn't. It was because he had gone through similar experiences. She quickly wiped away her tears, trying not to let him notice.
"It must be hard," she said, her voice barely above a whisper, acknowledging the pain he had endured.

She whispered softly, and he nodded gently, his eyes welling up with tears. He had opened up a wound that had been locked away for years. Aarohi tried to console him, wrapping her arms around him. He rested his head on her shoulders, like a child finding solace in his mother's arms. It felt right to be in each other's arms. She gently patted him, offering comfort. These two wounded souls had found a way to heal each other's scars, scars they hadn't created themselves.

After a moment, Shravan spoke up, his voice barely above a whisper,

"But now I feel empty, after pouring out my emotions."

Aarohi: "I can understand, I've been in a similar state before. You won't feel good after the confrontation, right? I had so many questions in my mind, I thought that after asking those questions, I could find peace, but it wasn't the case. I didn't feel good; instead, it was agonizing."

Shravan nodded in acceptance.

"It was hard for her too," he thought. "She's too soft for this world. Managing two hot-blooded sons at the same time isn't an easy task, right?"