Day pass normally at night when vihaan came back to his house after dinner sukoon told him that's she wants to talk to him in which vihaan nobbled his head Sukoon musters the courage to finally speak her mind to Vihaan. As they sit across from each other, she takes a deep breath and says, "Vihaan, I've thought long and hard about this, and I'm ready to give you the divorce you've been seeking."Upon hearing her words, Vihaan's face registers shock and surprise. He never expected this outcome, as he had hoped that his plan to ask for a divorce would somehow make Sukoon reconsider their situation. His heart races as he struggles to find the right words to respond to her unexpected decision before vihaan could say anything. Sukoon gets up from the couch and leaves the room leaving vihaan in shock.IN ARMAAN KINZA BEDROOMSukoon, emotionally charged from her conversation with Vihaan, wipes away her tears and gathers the strength to talk to her mother-in-law, Kinza. She stands outside the
Sukoon enters the room, feeling emotionally drained and conflicted after the heartfelt conversation with her in-laws . She finds vihaan sitting on the bed, waiting for her, his eyes filled with hope and anxiety.VIHAAN(softly)Sukoon, I've been thinking... Maybe we can try to work on our marriage. I don't want to give up on us.Sukoon looks at him, her heart torn between her love for Vihaan and the pain she has endured.SUKOON(trying to find the right words)Vihaan, I... I appreciate that you want to try, but things have been so difficult between us. It's not just about trying; we need to face the root of our problems.VIHAAN(nods)You're right. We need to address our issues honestly and openly.Sukoon takes a deep breath, gathering her courage to express her feelings.SUKOON(tearfully)Vihaan, I love you, but our relationship has been suffering for a while now. I can't keep living like this, feeling neglected and hurt.VIHAAN(looking remorseful)I know I've hurt you, Sukoon, an
IN VIHAAN'S STUDY Vihaan enters the study where his father, Armaan, is sitting at his desk, engrossed in his work. Vihaan looks nervous but determined as he takes a deep breath and decides to speak his heart.VIHAAN(softly)Dad, there's something I need to tell you. I've been thinking a lot, and... I don't want a divorce from Sukoon.Armaan looks up from his work not surprised by Vihaan's words. He raises an eyebrow and asked ARMAAN(slightly skeptical)You only wanted a divorce before, Vihaan. Now, what has changed?Vihaan hesitates for a moment, trying to find the right words to explain himself.VIHAAN(looking unsure)I know I said that before, but... seeing Sukoon hurt and upset, I realized how much I love her. I can't bear the thought of losing her.ARMAAN(curious)And what about all those times you insisted on the divorce? What about your anger and frustration?Vihaan looks down, feeling ashamed of his past actions.VIHAAN(remorseful)I was angry and hurt, Dad, but now I se
The morning sun gently filters through the curtains, casting a soft glow in the room. Sukoon stirs in her sleep and slowly opens her eyes. As she turns, she finds her husband, Vihaan, still asleep, his arm wrapped around her protectively.A small smile forms on Sukoon's lips as she gazes at Vihaan, his peaceful and content expression making her heart flutter. She takes a moment to appreciate the warmth of his embrace and the intimacy they share in this quiet morning moment.Sukoon gently caresses Vihaan's cheek, eliciting a faint smile from him even in his slumber. She marvels at the depth of their connection, the way they fit together as if they were meant to be. In this tender moment, any remnants of their past disagreements seem to melt away.She knows that their journey has had its ups and downs, but in this moment, all she feels is love and the desire to make things work between them. The love they once shared feels rekindled, and the hope of rebuilding their marriage fills her h
"Kinza lies in the bed, recovering from her heart attack. Sukoon sits close by, offering a comforting presence as she holds Kinza's hand gently. The room is filled with a mix of concern and relief as Kinza's health stabilizes.SUKOON(softly)Mom I'm so relieved to see you recovering. How are you feeling now?KINZA(weakly)I'm feeling better, my dear. Thank you for being here with me.Sukoon smiles warmly at Kinza, her care and love shining through.SUKOON(concerned)Mom the doctor mentioned that stress might have contributed to your condition. Is there something bothering you?Kinza hesitates for a moment, but then she takes a deep breath and decides to share her worries with Sukoon.KINZA(sighs)Yes, Sukoon. I've been feeling worried about Khushi. Yesterday, I saw her with some guy, and they seemed quite close. I couldn't help but be concerned for her well-being.Sukoon's eyes widened in surprise at the revelation.SUKOON(worried)Oh, mom , that is shocking. Did you talk to Khus
vihaan opens his eyes and finds the bed empty beside him. He feels a surge of concern, wondering where Sukoon might be. He quickly gets up, scanning the room, and then checks the bathroom, but she is not there either.VIHAAN(worried)Sukoon? Where are you?Feeling a sense of urgency, Vihaan steps out of the room, determined to find his beloved wife. As he walks down the dimly lit hallway, he spots Sukoon coming towards their room.Sukoon's eyes widen in surprise as she sees Vihaan standing outside the room, clearly worried about her. She rushes towards him.SUKOON(apologetically)Vihaan, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to worry you. I just needed some fresh air and went for a short walk.Vihaan's expression softens as he realizes that Sukoon is safe and well.VIHAAN(relieved)Oh, Sukoon, you scared me. I woke up and found you gone, and I didn't know where you were. Are you okay?Sukoon takes Vihaan's hand in hers, assuring him of her well-being.SUKOON(gently)I'm perfectly fine, Vihaan.
Vihaan enters Kinza's room with a gentle knock on the door. Kinza is resting on the bed, her face pale and weary. She manages a faint smile as she sees her son enter.VIHAAN(softly)Hey, Mom. How are you feeling?KINZA(weakly)I'm feeling better now, Vihaan. Don't worry about me too much.Vihaan walks over to his mother's bedside and takes a seat next to her, concern evident in his eyes.VIHAAN(tearfully)I can't help but worry, Mom. You mean the world to me, and I hate to see you like this.KINZA(reaching out to touch his hand)I know, my dear. But the doctor said it was just a minor attack, and I'm going to be fine. You've always been such a caring son, and I'm grateful for that.VIHAAN(voice cracking)I love you so much, Mom. I don't know what I'd do without you.KINZA(smiling)And I love you too, Vihaan. You're the reason my heart is so full.They share a tender moment, their love and bond as mother and son shining through. Kinza reaches out and strokes Vihaan's cheek, her t
Vihaan drives his car through the dark and deserted streets, unaware of the danger lurking in the shadows. Suddenly, a group of masked goons appears out of nowhere, surrounding his car, and forces him to stop.GOON 1(raising a weapon)Get out of the car, now!VIHAAN(staying calm)Alright, alright. No need to get violent.Vihaan steps out of the car, his senses on high alert. He knows he needs to defend himself and protect his family.GOON 2(smirking)You're in the wrong place at the wrong time, buddy.GOON 3(laughing)Yeah, we're going to have some fun with you.Vihaan remains composed, sizing up the situation and calculating his moves. As the goons approach him, he springs into action, using his martial arts skills to take them down with precision and speed.His fists fly, and his legs deliver powerful kicks, incapacitating the goons one by one. Despite being outnumbered, Vihaan's determination and skill give him the upper hand.GOON 1(grunting in pain)This guy is tough!GOON 2
The soft morning light filtered through the curtains, casting a gentle glow across the room. Mehak Noor lay in her bed, wrapped in the embrace of peaceful slumber, her face serene, and her chest rising and falling in rhythmic harmony with her dreams. The room was bathed in a tranquil silence, a haven of restful tranquility.As the seconds ticked away, the hushed ambiance was broken by the soft creaking of the bedroom door. Aasiya Noor, Mehak's mother, entered the room with a tender smile on her face, her presence as comforting as a warm embrace. She approached the bed with a quiet grace, her steps careful not to disturb her daughter's peaceful repose.Gently leaning down, Aasiya whispered, "Mehak, darling, it's time to wake up. You're getting late, and you wouldn't want to keep Khushi waiting, would you?"Mehak stirred ever so slightly, a soft murmur escaping her lips as she tried to hold onto the remnants of her dreams. Aasiya's voice, filled with motherly affection, gradually penetr
Introducing Kunal Richchand: The Visionary BillionaireIn the realm of global business and entrepreneurship, there are few names that command as much respect and admiration as Kunal Richchand. A true luminary in the world of commerce, Kunal has not only amassed vast wealth but has also established himself as a paragon of intelligence, astuteness, and innovation. With an illustrious career spanning decades, he stands as a testament to what unwavering determination, exceptional intelligence, and a relentless pursuit of excellence can achieve.Kunal Richchand's journey to becoming a billionaire business magnate is a remarkable tale of ambition meeting opportunity. From humble beginnings, he forged his path through the complex landscape of modern business, consistently demonstrating a sharp intellect and a keen ability to navigate the most intricate challenges. His meteoric rise to prominence serves as an inspiration to aspiring entrepreneurs and leaders worldwide.In addition to his imme
In a quaint, sunlit hospital room, excitement and anticipation filled the air. Sukoon, with her serene demeanor, lay on the hospital bed, her hands tightly gripping her husband Vihaan's, while their families gathered around, a mix of nervousness and joy in their expressions. The soft whispers of support and encouragement were like a soothing melody.Sukoon's parents, Armaan and Kinza, stood at the foot of the bed, their eyes shimmering with pride and excitement. Khushi, Vihaan's younger sister, clung to their mother, a wide smile on her face. The room was a canvas of emotions, love, and unity.As the clock's hands seemed to move at an excruciatingly slow pace, the doctor's reassuring voice finally broke the tension. "It's time," she announced with a gentle smile, guiding Sukoon to focus on her breathing.Vihaan tenderly wiped a tear from Sukoon's cheek, his love and support unwavering. "You've got this, Sukoon. I'm right here with you," he whispered, his voice a soothing balm to her n
Vihaan sat down on the edge of the bed, gazing at Sukoon with a mixture of anticipation and nervousness. Sukoon looked at Vihaan, her eyes filled with a blend of hope and curiosity. "Vihaan," she began softly, "did your memory come back?"Vihaan looked into Sukoon's eyes, his heart racing as he nodded slowly. "Yes, Sukoon. It all came rushing back to me." He watched her expression change from eager anticipation to a radiant smile, her face illuminated by a spark of joy.Sukoon's joy was infectious, and she couldn't help but ask, "Why didn't you tell me this earlier?"Vihaan's gaze softened as he reached out to gently take her hand in his. "I wanted to make sure, Sukoon. I needed to piece everything together and be absolutely certain before I told you. It was important to me."Sukoon nodded, understanding the weight of Vihaan's words. She appreciated his honesty and dedication to uncovering the truth. "Vihaan, I'm just so glad you remember now."A faint smile tugged at the corners of
The night hung heavily over the dimly lit alley, casting elongated shadows that danced in the faint glow of the tlights. Tension crackled in the air as Vihaan stood at one end of the alley, his jaw clenched and muscles taut beneath his t-shirt. Opposite him stood Sameer, a figure of arrogance and cruelty, a malicious grin playing on his lips.Vihaan's fists were balled at his sides, his knuckles white with rage. He had endured enough of Sameer's actions, his bullying, and the pain he had inflicted on others. Tonight, it was time to put an end to it."Vihaan, you've finally grown a spine, huh?" Sameer jeered, his tone dripping with disdain. "What are you gonna do, cry like a little baby?"Vihaan's gaze remained fixed on Sameer, a smoldering fire burning in his eyes. He took a step forward, his every movement exuding determination. "No, Sameer. I'm done with your games. It ends here."With those words, the atmosphere shifted. Vihaan's pent-up frustration ignited like a wildfire, propell
Sameer approaches quietly, his face reflecting a mix of determination and vulnerability.Sukoon: (looking up, surprised) Sameer, what are you doing here?Sameer: (hesitating for a moment, then kneeling at Sukoon's feet) I couldn't keep it to myself any longer. There's something I need to tell you, Sukoon.Sukoon: (curious and taken aback) Why are you sitting like that? Sameer: (taking a deep breath) From the moment I saw you in college, I was captivated by your grace, your kindness. But you never seemed to notice me, lost in your own world. I watched you from afar, admiring your every step.Sukoon: shocked what are you saying?Sameer: (looking down, his voice trembling) I know, and that's my regret. When I heard about your impending marriage, it felt like a thousand arrows pierced my heart. The thought of you being with someone else... it consumed me with jealousy and anger.Sukoon:Sameer.Sameer: (holding back tears) I know, Sukoon. I'm not trying to justify my actions. That's where
Vihaan sat in his office, diligently typing away on his computer. His mind, however, was elsewhere, preoccupied with the upcoming wedding of his dear friends Zohaib and Maheen. He knew how much their union meant to them, and he wanted to make sure he was there to celebrate their special day.Vihaan's phone vibrated on the desk, drawing his attention to a message from his wife Sukoon. He picked up the phone and smiled as he read her words. "Sukoon, you go to the marriage hall with ammi and khushi. I will come to the wedding hall directly from my work to attend Zohaib and Maheen's wedding. Sukoon said okay. Please come soon."Vihaan's heart swelled with gratitude for his understanding wife. He quickly typed out a reply, assuring her that he would be there without fail.The sun was radiant in the clear blue sky, casting a warm golden glow over the picturesque wedding venue. White chairs were neatly arranged in rows, adorned with delicate flowers that matched the elegant decorations drapi
Maheen was standing in front of vihaan. The air was heavy with tension, the weight of unspoken words hanging between them."Did your memory come back, jiju?" Maheen asked, her voice barely a whisper, her eyes wide with a mixture of hope and anxiety.Vihaan looked at her, his expression contemplative. He nodded slowly. "Yes, Maheen. My memory is back."A mix of relief and apprehension crossed Maheen's face. "So, you remember everything?"Vihaan sighed, his gaze distant for a moment before he focused on her again. "I remember most of it, Maheen. The accident, the past... and the question that's been haunting me ever since my memory came back: Why did you plan Sameer's accident?"Maheen's eyes dropped to the floor, her fingers fidgeting nervously. She took a deep breath before raising her gaze to meet Vihaan's intense stare. "Jiju, I didn't want Sameer to die. I just wanted him to feel the pain he had given me."Vihaan's brow furrowed in confusion. "Pain? What pain are you talking about?
The setting sun painted the sky with hues of orange and pink as Vihaan and Sukoon made their way back home from the haldi function. The day had been filled with laughter, joy, and celebration as their families came together to prepare for Vihaan and Sukoon's upcoming wedding. As they drove along the quiet countryside road, the soft breeze carried the sweet fragrance of flowers from the ceremony.Vihaan gripped the steering wheel, his heart brimming with contentment. Beside him, Sukoon sat, her hands adorned with intricate henna designs, her smile reflecting the happiness that filled her heart. The couple exchanged a glance, their eyes locking for a moment that spoke volumes of their love.The winding road stretched ahead, lined with tall trees casting long shadows. The world seemed to slow down as they enjoyed the serenity of the moment. But fate had a minor detour planned for them.As they rounded a bend, a sudden movement caught Vihaan's attention. A small deer had darted onto the r