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As soon as Aryamaan put his feet in front of his room a sharp voice came from behind stopping his movement in the middle.
"Aaj aap itne bade ho gaye hai ki bado ka adar, samman karna bhi vul gaye hai?" (Today you grow up so much that you have started misbehaving with your elders)
Jaya growled at her grandson.
"What did you think, I will let you do whatever you are planning? How can you even think of going against your big brother? Don't you have any shame? Don't you know who you are? Whose blood is in your veins? Just look at your father how much he loves and respects his big brother but you? You are just becoming like Ragini day by day!"
She threw all the anger at him.
A chuckle left from his lips. As expected, he got to hear all these.
"I already knew, like every time you will take your elder grandson's side only. After all, he is your favourite but do you know something, dadi?"
He came a little closer to her looking straight at her eyes without any fear.
"Jab koi cheez asani se na mile to use chhin na padhta hai" (When you don't get something easily, you need to snatch it)
The eldest one gave him a deadly glare hearing his nonsense.
"He cannot get everything. He cannot snatch everything from me always"
"Aur isbar hum us insan ko humse jeetne nehi denge" (This time I won't let him win)
Aryamaan hinted about his big brother and left from there with big steps without looking back at once.
Jaya remained looking at his disappearing figure in anger. She needed to do something before he did any blunder.
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A peace surrounded throughout the whole area as the cold air blew. The sound of little water waves which fell on the stairs made the environment more beautiful and serene.
Varshini was sitting on one of the stairs at the shore of the river. Her eyes were fixed at a particular distance.
Life had brought her to a point where she couldn't see any way out. There was no end of her pain and suffering. How could she prove to the world that she was innocent? How could she bring back her self respect?
Suddenly, she felt a tap on her shoulder as she looked back to see the owner. There a beautiful little girl was standing holding a red rose. With her gestures she understood, she was very poor.
