SANGAM

CHAPTER-32

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The turbulent winds screamed and howled, their mournful cries echoing the anguish that ravaged Aarav's soul. The high tides crashed against the shore, their relentless pounding a reminder of the turmoil brewing within him. Sitting at the seashore, Aarav's gaze was transfixed on the coming and going tides of the water, their rhythmic motion a stark contrast to the chaos that reigned within him.

As he sat there, the memories of the past flooded his mind, memories that he had tried to keep hidden. He remembered the day his father, Harsh, had asked Abhay to leave, the day that had changed their lives forever. He recalled the heated argument between Harsh and Abhijeet, the words that had cut deep into his father's soul. Abhijeet's voice still echoed in his mind, cold and calculating, as he had uttered the words that had sealed Abhay's fate.

Aarav's thoughts were a jumble of emotions, his mind struggling to comprehend the complexity of the situation. He thought about his father's decision to keep Abhijeet away from them, a decision that had been made to protect them from the toxic influence of his grandfather. But as he looked at his brothers, he couldn't help but wonder if it had been the right decision. Had his father's actions been motivated by a desire to protect them, or had it been driven by a desire to avoid the truth?

The sound of the waves crashing against the shore was the only sound that broke the silence, a reminder that life went on, no matter what. Aarav's eyes remained fixed on the horizon, his heart heavy with the weight of his emotions. He knew that he had to find a way to heal, to come to terms with the past and find a way to move forward. But for now, he just sat there, lost in his thoughts, as the winds and waves raged on....

The flashback transported Aarav back to a fateful day, one that had left an indelible mark on his family's history. He remembered the desperation in his father, Harsh's, voice as he pleaded with Abhijeet, his grandfather. "Mein nhi kr skta ye...why you are doing this dad why......ab toh Mahi bhi chali gyi....all they have now is just me..." Harsh's words were laced with defeat, his voice cracking under the weight of his emotions.

Abhijeet's response was cold, calculated, and devoid of empathy. "Faisla tumhara hai Harsh...ya toh woh Abhay ko iss ghar se jaane ko bolo ya phir mein woh karunga jo maine kaha hai....yaha rakh raha hu ye papers...soch smjh ke faisla lena... tumhare baccho ki khushiyan ka sawaal hai...ek ke liye baakiyon ki Zindagi toh barbaad nhi karoge tum..." As Abhijeet dropped the papers on the table, the sound seemed to echo through the room, a stark reminder of the ultimatum that had been issued.

Aarav, who had been hiding, watching the scene unfold, saw his father break down on his knees. Without hesitation, he rushed towards Harsh, wrapping his arms around him in a tight hug. "Don't cry dad... please don't cry... mujhe bilkul aacha nhi lg rha," Aarav pleaded, his voice trembling with emotion. Harsh, aware of his son's presence, quickly composed himself, wiping away his tears. "Mein theek hu baacha...tu ..tu neeche Omi aur Ru ke pass ja...unhe sambhal...mein..mein aata hu," he said, his voice still shaking.

Aarav's eyes were filled with concern as he looked up at his father. "Dadaji aapse kya krne ko keh rhe hai dad??" he asked, his voice barely above a whisper. Harsh's response was dismissive, an attempt to shield his son from the truth. "It's nothing beta... it's nothing..tu ja mein.. mein aata hu," he said, his eyes avoiding Aarav's. As Harsh left the room, Aarav was left with more questions than answers, his young mind struggling to comprehend the complexity of the situation. The flashback faded, leaving Aarav to grapple with the emotions, a reminder of the pain and the scars that still lingered..