𝐌𝐚𝐟𝐢𝐚 𝐊𝐢𝐧𝐠'𝐬 𝐢𝐧𝐧𝐨𝐜𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐛𝐢𝐰𝐢

"63. Grudges and Plans"

"Uske hothon ki muskaan, jaise mere dil ka sukoon,
Jaise chandni raaton mein, baadalon ka suroor,
Meri rag rag me mehekti hai vo,
chahti hai mujhe jaise koi junoon,
Itna gehra hai humara ishq,
phir kaise na ho mujhe apni mohabbat pe guroor"

-Vaidehi
(-Fictionflare_)
(Rudraksh)

The entire Rathore mansion was engulfed in an eerie silence, the air heavy with grief. Vijaypratap and Sukriti stood frozen, their eyes staring in disbelief at the lifeless bodies of their beloved children. Sukriti let out a heart-wrenching cry as she collapsed beside them, her sobs echoing through the hall. Vijaypratap's hands trembled, his mind unable to process the cruel reality before him. For a moment, everything around him blurred, his world had shattered. But then, as the initial shock subsided, something cold and dangerous settled in his eyes. He clenched his fists, his sorrow morphing into an unshakable determination. Vijaypratap stood up, his expression steely and unwavering. Wiping his tears, he turned away from the devastating sight and picked up his phone. Without hesitation, he dialed JM's number, his voice devoid of emotion but carrying the weight of his fury.

Even Rudraksh never kept secrets from Ruhanika. He believed in complete honesty between them, so he told her everything, the dark truths about Sachet and Mahira's deaths, along with the other wrongdoings Sachet and Mahira had committed. Ruhanika listened attentively, her expression shifting slightly as she absorbed the weight of his words. Given her kind and compassionate nature, she was naturally a little shocked. But rather than reacting with fear or doubt, she simply looked at him with unwavering trust. A gentle smile graced her lips as she said, "Hume bharosa hai aap pe, aap sab sahi hi karenge."
(I Trust you, I know whatever you will do, will be correct).

Her words were simple, but for Rudraksh, they meant everything. It was all he needed to hear, her faith in him was his greatest strength. A deep sense of relief washed over him, reaffirming that he was on the right path. And with Ruhanika standing by his side, he knew there was no turning back. Their journey had begun, and together, they were ready to bring about Vijaypratap's downfall.

Simrat's determination was nothing short of inspiring. Day by day, she pushed herself beyond her limits, refusing to let her past define her future. Now, she could stand and even take small steps with support, a remarkable improvement that left even her physiotherapist stunned. Every time she moved forward, even if it was just a step, a victorious smile played on her lips. She had spent too much of her life confined, helpless, watching the world move on while she remained stuck. Not anymore. With every passing session, her strength grew. She was reclaiming her life, one step at a time.

The entire family was gath

ered at home, watching the amusing scene unfold before them. Ruhanika was chasing Rishwik around the house, a pink shirt in her hand, determined to make him wear it. Rishwik, on the other hand, was dodging her at every turn, refusing to give in. The rest of the family sat back, thoroughly enjoying the unexpected drama, laughing and cheering as the playful chase continued.

Karanjeet: "Aaj tan eh munda bilkul nahi bachega!"
(Today, this guy won't be spared at all!)

Simrat: "Bachpan ton hi isnu pink nal ajeeb jehi chidh hai."
(Since childhood, he has had a strange irritation with pink.)

Kartavya: "Aaj taan oh pehnega hi, hun taan mazza aayega!"
(Today, he will have to wear it for sure! This is going to be fun!)

Savisha: "Hayy, bechare mere devar te ehna vadda zulm!"
(Oh my, such cruelty towards my poor brother-in-law!)