Aarohi’s world felt as if it had collapsed. Her body gave up, and she would have fallen if Jhanvi hadn’t caught her at the last second. The pain in her leg was nothing compared to the turmoil raging inside her. Arjun was lying in the ICU, fighting for his life, and she felt powerless.
Jhanvi’s frantic voice pierced the silence, shaking Aarohi from her daze. "Aarohi! Aarohi, are you okay?"
The words wouldn’t come. Aarohi’s throat constricted, her thoughts spinning. Jhanvi’s voice grew more urgent. "Beta, where is Arjun? Harshvardhan ji called us to come fast. What happened to Arjun? And look at you—you’re injured too. Please, tell me!"
Aarohi blinked through her tears. She tried to speak, but the pain in her heart was so overwhelming that it felt impossible. **“Maa…,”** she whispered, barely audible, the weight of everything too much to bear.
Shakti, now standing beside Jhanvi, looked at his daughter with deep concern. **“Beta, please tell us what happened. What happened to Arjun?”**
Aarohi’s tears streamed down her face as she struggled to find the strength to answer. **“Arjun is… not okay. He’s badly injured. I found him in the forest… unconscious. I don’t know what happened, but… he’s fighting for his life…”** Aarohi’s voice broke, and she collapsed into Jhanvi’s arms, unable to hold back her sobs.
Jhanvi’s face went pale. The horror of Aarohi’s words hit her like a storm. She collapsed to the ground in shock, unable to process the idea that her son could be in such danger. **“Arjun… my Arjun…”** she murmured, her body trembling with fear.
Sheetal rushed to Jhanvi’s side, holding her tightly as tears streamed down her own face. Tej, shaken to his core, leaned on Shakti for support, his eyes glistening with unshed tears. The entire family was consumed by grief and worry.
Amrik and Ameya, seeing their family in distress, clung to Kalyani Dadi, both of them in tears. **“Dadi, Arjun bhaiya… he’s…”** Ameya stammered, her voice filled with fear.
Kalyani Dadi wrapped her arms around the two, trying to soothe them even as her own heart ached. **“Arjun is strong, children. He will fight this. He will come back to us.”**
But as the family reeled from the news, the fight was not just emotional—it was physical. Inside the ICU, **Arjun was battling for his life.**
The steady beeping of machines filled the room, their rhythm fluctuating as Arjun’s body fought to hold on. His face was bruised, his body still from the trauma he had suffered. The medical team worked tirelessly, their voices urgent as they monitored his vitals, adjusting machines, injecting medications, trying everything to stabilize him.
The scene switched between Aarohi’s pain and **Arjun’s battle in the hospital**, the tension mounting with every second.
Just then, the door to the waiting area opened, and Manish, Swarna, and Kairav entered. They rushed to Aarohi, who was barely able to stand, her entire being overwhelmed by grief.
Manish immediately embraced Aarohi. **“Aaru, beta, are you okay? What happened?”**
Aarohi collapsed into his arms, her tears soaking his shirt. **“Bade Papa… Arjun… what if… what if something happens to him? What will I do without him?”** Her voice was trembling, raw with fear.
Manish stroked her back, his heart breaking for his niece. **“Aaru, think positive. Arjun is a fighter. He’s going to pull through.”**
Swarna, standing beside them, gently placed her hand on Aarohi’s shoulder. **“Aarohi, you have to stay strong. Arjun needs you now more than ever. He draws his strength from you, beta. Don’t lose hope. He needs you.”**
Aarohi shook her head, sobbing uncontrollably. **“How can I stay strong, Badi Maa? How can I when Arjun is lying there, fighting for his life? I can’t… I can’t lose him…”** Her words were barely audible, her voice choking with sobs.
The scene cut back to the ICU, where Arjun’s condition was worsening. His heart rate dipped dangerously low as the doctors rushed to administer treatment, their faces strained with tension.
In the background, a soft and emotional song began to play, reflecting the pain, the fear, and the uncertainty that gripped Aarohi’s heart.
**"Maine Socha Bhi Na Tha Aisa Din Bhi Aayega
Mera Saaya Bhi Mujhse Kabhi Door Jayega"**
As the song played, the scene alternated between Aarohi’s tears and Arjun’s fragile state in the ICU. The machines beeped erratically as the doctors worked to stabilize him.
**"Mann Mein Kaisi Hulchul Hai
Bikhra Bikhra Har Pal Hai
Dil Ko Deepak Ki Tarah Woh Jalata Hai"**
Aarohi, standing in the hospital corridor, clutched Arjun’s belongings to her chest, sobbing as her family surrounded her. The emotional weight of the situation was too much to bear, and Aarohi’s fear grew with every passing second. She closed her eyes, remembering every moment she had shared with Arjun—his smile, his laughter, the way he looked at her with love.
Meanwhile, in the ICU, Arjun’s life was hanging by a thread. His body twitched slightly as the medical team worked tirelessly to save him. A flash of his memories played in his mind—moments with Aarohi, their wedding day, the love they shared. His subconscious fought to hold on, refusing to let go of the life he had with her.
**"Yeh Rishta Kya Kehlata Hai
Ooo...
Yeh Rishta Kya Kehlata Hai"**
Back in the waiting area, Aarohi looked at Manish with desperation in her eyes. **“Bade Papa, I can’t do this. I can’t be without him. What will I do if I lose him?”**
Manish held her close, his own eyes brimming with tears. **“Beta, don’t think like that. Arjun will come back to us. He has to. You have to believe in him, Aarohi.”**
Swarna stepped forward, placing her hands on Aarohi’s shoulders. **“Aarohi, Arjun needs you to be strong. You are his strength, beta. He would never want you to lose hope. You have to fight with him, even if it feels impossible.”**
Aarohi nodded weakly, though her tears continued to flow. She wanted to be strong, but the fear of losing Arjun consumed her. She collapsed into Swarna’s arms, sobbing uncontrollably.
The song continued to play softly in the background, capturing the emotional weight of the moment.
**"Rishton Ka Milna Julna
Milke Bicchad Na Milke Bichhad Na
Rahon Mein Chalna Ghirna
Ghir Ke Sambhal Na Ghir Ke Sambhal Na"**
Back in the ICU, Arjun’s heart rate spiked suddenly as his body struggled to cope with the trauma. The doctors shouted instructions, their faces tense with urgency. His mind flickered through images—Aarohi’s face, the love he held for her, and the life they hadn’t yet lived together.
**"Kabhi Yeh Bhi Chahte Hai
Phool Har Dagar Mein Phool Har Dagar Mein
Kabhi Chodd Jaate Hai
Dukh Ke Bhanwar Mein Dukh Ke Bhanwar Mein"**
As the song came to its emotional peak, Aarohi whispered through her tears, **“Arjun, please… please come back to me.”**
At that very moment, in the ICU, Arjun’s hand twitched slightly, as if he had heard her desperate plea. The doctors noticed the change, and a glimmer of hope appeared in their eyes as they continued to fight for his life.
Aarohi’s broken plea echoing in the air, her love for Arjun giving her the strength to hold on, even as the outcome remained uncertain. **“Arjun… come back to me…”**
Abhimanyu emerged from the OT, exhaustion visible in his eyes. Aarohi, who had been anxiously pacing the hallway, rushed towards him, her voice trembling with desperation.
**"How is my Arjun? Is he okay?"** she asked, her heart pounding as she searched Abhimanyu's face for any sign of hope.
Abhimanyu took a deep breath, avoiding her gaze for a moment. **"He’s safe, Aarohi... but…"** he paused, his voice faltering.
Aarohi’s heart sank, fear gripping her insides. **"But what, Abhimanyu? What’s wrong with him?"** Her voice cracked as her mind raced with terrifying possibilities.
Abhimanyu sighed, his expression pained.
