The Birla siblings 💕

Betrayal ? 🥺

The grand celebration for Birla Hospital’s 50th anniversary was in full swing, with the spacious hall adorned in gold and white. The air was filled with the murmur of conversation, clinking glasses, and the sweet melodies of classical music played by a live ensemble. Crystal chandeliers hung from the ceiling, casting a soft, golden glow over the gathered guests. The Birla family had gone all out to make this day special, not just for the hospital, but for the family and their business partners.

Neil Birla stood at the centre of the stage, his tall figure commanding attention. He looked out over the sea of faces, feeling a surge of pride and emotion. Beside him stood Aarohi, her hand resting lightly on his arm, a loving smile on her lips. Ruhanika and Ruhi stood close by, looking radiant in their matching traditional dresses, each embellished with intricate embroidery that shone under the lights.

Neil tapped the microphone, his deep voice cutting through the ambient noise. “Ladies and gentlemen,” he began, his voice filled with pride and joy, “I want to thank you all for joining us on this very special day. Today marks fifty years since Birla Hospital opened its doors, fifty years of serving our community with dedication, compassion, and excellence. This hospital is more than just a building; it is a symbol of hope, a place where miracles happen every day.”

A wave of applause filled the room, and Neil smiled, nodding his appreciation. “Our journey has been one of challenges and triumphs, and none of this would have been possible without the hard work of our doctors, nurses, and staff, and the trust and support of our partners and community. Today, I am proud to announce that Birla Hospital is not just celebrating fifty years of service, but we are also announcing a significant expansion and partnership that will take our services to new heights. This is a new chapter for us, one that ensures we will continue to provide the best medical care for generations to come.”

The applause was louder this time, enthusiastic clapping filling the hall as Neil’s announcement sank in. Guests exchanged excited whispers, discussing the future of Birla Hospital and what this expansion would mean for Udaipur and beyond. Neil’s heart swelled with pride. He had dedicated his life to this hospital, and seeing it grow and prosper was a dream come true.

As the applause died down, Neil’s expression turned more personal, his eyes searching for his daughters in the crowd. Spotting Ruhanika and Ruhi, he smiled warmly. “Today, however, is not just about the hospital’s success,” he continued, his voice softening. “It’s also about celebrating the joy and happiness in our family. And with that, I have a very special announcement to make. Our beloved daughter, Ruhanika, is getting married to Rohit!”

The words hung in the air for a moment, followed by a collective gasp of surprise and then loud applause. Cheers erupted as the guests congratulated the family, many of them looking at Ruhanika with admiration. Neil’s eyes shone with pride as he looked at his eldest daughter. Aarohi squeezed Ruhanika’s hand, whispering words of love and support. Ruhanika’s cheeks flushed pink with a mix of embarrassment and happiness as she gave a shy smile, nodding politely at the guests who congratulated her.

But amidst all the joy and celebration, there was one person who wasn’t smiling. Ruhi stood there, stunned, her mouth slightly open as she tried to process what she had just heard. Ruhanika’s wedding? To Rohit? And everyone knew? Everyone but her? How could this be? Why hadn’t Ruhanika told her about this? Ruhi felt like the ground had shifted beneath her feet. The noise of the celebration seemed to fade away, leaving a hollow ringing in her ears.

Ruhi’s eyes darted towards Ruhanika, who was still on stage with their parents. Ruhanika caught her sister’s gaze and her smile faltered for a brief moment as she saw the confusion and hurt in Ruhi’s eyes. Ruhanika knew her sister well, knew that Ruhi would feel betrayed by the sudden announcement. A pang of guilt shot through her heart. She had wanted to tell Ruhi, had planned a special moment just for the two of them, but things had gotten so chaotic with the preparations, and she hadn’t found the right time. Now, seeing Ruhi’s pain, Ruhanika wished she had made the time.