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Nirbhay paced back and forth in his dimly lit study, his mind racing with thoughts of Gowthami. The news that she had regained consciousness filled him with a mixture of desperation and determination. He had to find a way to see her, to remind her of their bond, and to bring her back to him. His heart pounded with a burning obsession, a relentless drive to reclaim what he believed was rightfully his.
As he plotted his next move, the air in the room grew tense, thick with anticipation. The masked man, who had been silently observing from the shadows, stepped forward, his presence unsettling yet familiar. He could always read Nirbhay’s thoughts with eerie accuracy, as if he were a manifestation of Nirbhay’s own conscience. "You’re thinking that once Sakhi—Gowthami—remembers everything, she’ll leave Rajeev and come running back to you," the masked man said, his voice dripping with sarcasm. Nirbhay’s eyes narrRelated chapters
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Gowthami sat up in bed, her eyes distant as she mulled over the thoughts swirling in her mind. Rajeev noticed her expression and gently squeezed her hand. "What are you thinking about?" he asked softly, his voice filled with concern. Gowthami blinked, bringing herself back to the present. She looked at Rajeev, uncertainty clouding her features. "Did Ram and Nand explain why I lost consciousness?" she asked. Rajeev hesitated for a moment before answering. "They just said you felt unconscious. I was so worried about you that I didn’t press for details." Gowthami nodded, taking a deep breath as she prepared to share what had been haunting her. "I lost consciousness because I was trying to remember something... something important. I went into a secret room in our house, and there I saw a person in a photo frame. I can’t explain it, Rajeev, but seeing that face—it triggered something inside me. I felt this intense need to re
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Gowthami’s insistence to leave the hospital was firm, her discomfort evident in every word she spoke. “Rajeev, I can’t stay here any longer. I’m feeling much better now, and this hospital room... it’s suffocating. Please, let’s go home,” she pleaded, her eyes locking onto his with a determination that left him little room to argue. As a doctor, Rajeev knew the importance of proper medical care and observation, but he also understood his wife’s resilience and spirit. She had always been strong-willed, and he could see that staying in the hospital was causing her more distress than any physical ailment. After carefully considering her request, and knowing her condition had stabilized, he finally nodded. “Alright, we’ll go home. But you have to promise me that you’ll rest once we get there. No pushing yourself too hard.” Gowthami smiled softly, her relief palpable. “I promise.” The journey to Gowthami’s house was quiet, eac
In search of true heart Ambika... I’m sorry.
Ambika stood by the mirror, adjusting the soft fabric of her fresh clothes, the reflection showing a woman who had been through so much yet carried an air of quiet strength. She had just finished getting ready when Rudra entered the room. The sight of her brought back a flood of memories for him—how she looked in their early days of marriage, the way her smile could light up a room, the laughter they once shared. There was a time when being together was effortless, a time before everything became complicated. Rudra’s heart ached with a mixture of nostalgia and regret as he moved closer to her. Quietly, almost hesitantly, he placed his hands on her shoulders from behind, a gesture meant to convey the warmth and connection he longed to restore. But Ambika, lost in her thoughts, startled at the unexpected touch. She stiffened momentarily before turning her head slightly, realizing it was Rudra. A sigh of relief escaped her lips, but as she looked down, she gently stepped
In search of true heart family night
Gowthami rested contentedly in Rajeev's arms, their bodies intertwined as they basked in the warmth of their love. But as she lay there, her mind began to drift back to the mysterious photos she had found in the hidden chamber of their home. The images tugged at her thoughts, stirring a sense of unease and curiosity that she couldn't ignore. Suddenly, as if driven by an unseen force, Gowthami sat up abruptly, slipping out of Rajeev's embrace. Rajeev, still lost in the afterglow of their time together, looked up at her with a teasing grin. "Need more already? I’m more than happy to cooperate," he joked, his voice laced with playful mischief. Gowthami laughed, giving him a light push. "Stop it, you," she replied, her tone affectionate but tinged with urgency. "It’s not that. I just remembered something... the secret room." Rajeev’s smile faded slightly as he noticed the seriousn
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He was just about to ask where Gnapika and Nand might be when, as if on cue, the pair emerged from the mansion’s side entrance, carrying trays laden with snacks and various musical instruments. The sight of them brought an immediate wave of relief to Rajeev’s heart, and a smile tugged at the corners of his mouth. Gnapika’s face was lit with a mischievous grin, and there was a certain spark in her eyes that Rajeev hadn’t seen in some time. "Look who decided to join us!" Abhi exclaimed with a broad grin, rising from his seat. "And they come bearing gifts—snacks and entertainment! Now it’s really a party!" Rajeev watched as Gnapika and Nand made their way to the table, setting down their offerings with a flourish. The atmosphere around them lightened immediately, the tension melting away as Gnapika fell into her role as the pampered sister among the brothers. She playfully nudged Abhi with her elbow as she set down a plate of sweets, her laught
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As the family continued their spirited game, Ambika found herself lost in thought, her mind drifting back to the confrontation in her room just moments ago. She had been heading towards Gnapika’s room when Rudra had stopped her in the hallway. His face, etched with concern, had shown how much he yearned for their past closeness. “Ambika,” Rudra had said softly, trying to bridge the distance that had grown between them, “can’t you be the same person you used to be with me?” Ambika had turned to face him, her eyes brimming with unshed tears. The sight of her distress cut through Rudra like a knife. He took a step closer, his arms opening instinctively for a comforting embrace, but Ambika held her ground, a pained resolve hardening her features. “Rudra,” she began, her voice trembling with a mixture of sorrow and anger, “you are so selfish. You only cared about wha
In search of true heart song with sorrow and regret
He began to sing, his voice soft at first, but growing stronger with each note. The melody was one he had sung many times before, a song filled with love, longing, and hope. As he sang, the years seemed to melt away, and the memories of all they had been through—both the joy and the pain—flooded the night air. The family fell silent, sensing something different in Rudra’s demeanor. Abhi, Sashi, Rajeev, Ram, and even Gnapika, who had been so distant, looked at him with anticipation. They knew this wasn’t just song; it was something more, something deeper. ****I asked for beautiful raindrop... Without knowing a thunder would strike... ..... I called the seven sparkles of colors, But the black has joined like destiny. ..... Anyways the fault is mine I showed y
In search of true heart I will never accept you as my father.
Gnapika watched her mother, Ambika, walk away, her shoulders heavy with unspoken sorrow. The tension in the air was almost unbearable, and the pain etched on her mother’s face ignited a fire of anger within her. She turned her gaze toward her father, Rudra, who stood there in the dim light, still holding the guitar as if it were his last lifeline.Without warning, Gnapika’s emotions surged to the surface, and she couldn’t hold back any longer. “This isn’t enough,” she spat out, her voice trembling with a mixture of anger and pain. “You think a song is going to fix everything? You left us, and now you’ve come back expecting us to forgive and forget like it never happened? You gave us pain, not just once, but twice!”Rajeev, standing nearby, winced at his sister’s harsh words. He stepped forward, his hand outstretched as if to stop her. “Gnapika, please, don’t—”But Rudra raised a hand, gently halting his son. “Let her speak,” he said softly, his voice calm despite the turmoil that sure
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