The room fell into a heavy silence, the weight of unspoken words hanging in the air. Abhinav and Sangeeta, overwhelmed by their guilt and remorse, lowered their gazes, unable to meet Vaidehi's eyes. It was as if they feared that any eye contact would reveal more truths and regrets than they were ready to confront. Minutes ticked by in this oppressive quiet, with neither parent offering the words of reassurance and trust that Vaidehi so desperately longed to hear. Her heart ached for an acknowledgment, a promise that they would have believed in her, trusted her, stood by her side. But their silence spoke louder than any words could. Finally, Vaidehi let out a sad chuckle, a bitter sound filled with disappointment and heartache. The irony of the situation was not lost on her - she had yearned for their trust and support for so long, only to be met with the painful realization that their silence confirmed her fears. They hadn't believed in her, and that hurt more than she could express.
Vaidehi:" It's okay I got my answer."
Her words hung in the air, a poignant reminder of the emotional chasm that lay between them. The path to healing and reconciliation seemed more daunting than ever, fraught with the pain of unmet expectations and the deep scars of past wounds.
Abhinav: "N..nahi beta vo hu...tum bharosa ka..karte tujhpe."
(N-no, beta, we w-would have believed you.)
Vaidehi: "Rehne dijiye Mr. Oberoi, aapki aakhein bata Rahi hai ki aap mujhpe kitne bharosa karte. And honestly I don't feel bad about it, kyuki ab aadat hai mujhe in sabki, farak nahi padta ab."
(Please, Mr. Oberoi, your eyes reveal how much you would have trusted me. And honestly, I don't feel bad about it anymore because I'm used to it now. It doesn't matter to me anymore.)
Sangeeta: "Tu chahe jo kahe, hum phir bhi koshish karenge tujhe manane ki."
(No matter what you say, we will still try to win you back.)
Vaidehi: "Bekaar jayegi aapki koshish."
(Your efforts will be wasted.)
Sangeeta: "Chalega, par zarur karenge."
(That's okay, but we will still try.)
Unable to bear the sight of her parents' remorseful expressions, Vaidehi turned her head away, her gaze shifting to a distant corner of the room. The emotional turmoil within her felt overwhelming, a tangled mess of hurt, disappointment, and a faint, flickering hope for a better future. Abhinav and Sangeeta, seeing her turn away, felt the sting of rejection and the weight of their mistakes more acutely. They remained silent, knowing that words alone could not bridge the gap that had formed between them. Their lowered gazes and slumped shoulders were a testament to their shame and regret.
Sangeeta: "Chalte hai ab aur pareshan nahi karenge tujhe."
(We'll leave now and won't trouble you anymore.)
With a heavy heart, Vaidehi's silence spoke volumes. Abhinav and Sangeeta, their eyes filled with regret and sorrow, understood that there was nothing more they could say at that moment. They slowly rose and began to leave the room, the weight of their unspoken apology hanging in the air. Vikram, ever mindful of courtesy and the need to maintain a semblance of family respect, decided to accompany them to the door. Despite the tension, he knew it was important not to appear rude, especially since they were still Vaidehi's parents.
As the door closed behind Abhinav and Sangeeta, the room remained steeped in a heavy silence, broken only by the soft, comforting sounds of Viraj and Virat stepping closer to Vaidehi. Without a word, they wrapped her in a tight, enveloping hug, their arms providing a sanctuary of warmth and support. Viyansh and Vihaan, sensing the need to offer additional comfort, joined the embrace from behind, forming a protective cocoon around her. The collective hug was a silent yet powerful gesture, expressing their unwavering love and solidarity in a moment when words seemed insufficient.
Vikram: "Mere bina family hug, not fair ha."
(A family hug without me? Not fair.)
When Vikram returned, his eyes softened at the sight of his Son's embracing Vaidehi. Seeing her smile and extend her hand towards him, inviting him into their family hug, warmed his heart. He stepped forward, gently taking her hand and joining the circle of support around her. After a few more moments of shared warmth and reassurance, they all slowly pulled back, allowing the intensity of the emotions to settle. Vikram sat down beside Vaidehi, his presence calm and comforting. He tenderly caressed her head, a soothing gesture meant to convey his unwavering support and love.
Vikram: "Tu thik hai na ladoo?"
(Are you okay, Ladoo?)
Vaidehi: "Kya maine thik kiya Popsy??"
(Did I do the right thing, Popsy?)
Vikram gently patted her cheeks with affection and said.
Vikram: "Apne Dil ki baatein bolna kabhi galat nahi hota hai beta, aur apni shikayatein bolne ke baad achcha lag raha hai na tujhe??"
(It's never wrong to speak your heart, Child. And you feel better after expressing your grievances, right?)
She smiled and blinked her eyes in response.
Vikram: "Bas phir, bhul ja ab sab beta, Jo hoga achcha hi hoga."
(Then forget everything, child. Everything will be fine.)
Vaidehi: "I'm sorry Popsy."
Vikram: "Whyy?"
Vaidehi: "Maine Mr. Oberoi ko galti se Popsy bol Diya tha toh aapko achcha nahi laga tha na? Hospital me bhi."
(I accidentally called Mr. Oberoi "Popsy," and you didn't like it, right? Even at the hospital.)
Vikram: "Yeah, I felt jealous."
She giggled.
Vaidehi: "Aww, I'm sorry."
She playfully pulled Vikram's cheeks, making the others chuckle.
Vikram: "oye what is this??
He glared at her and she giggled.
Vikram: "Chalo ab meri ladoo sirf araam karegi okay??"
(Come on, now my Ladoo will only rest, okay?)
Although Vaidehi nodded, the atmosphere in the room was tinged with a palpable sense of her lingering sadness. Her subdued demeanor didn't go unnoticed, but her Monkeys, Viraj and Virat, knew just how to lift her spirits. They exchanged a knowing glance, communicating silently with a mischievous glint in their eyes, their smirks hinting at a plan forming between them. Viyansh and Vihaan, observing this silent exchange, couldn't help but feel a mixture of curiosity and concern, wondering what the two were plotting. Despite their confusion, they trusted Viraj and Virat's intentions to bring back Vaidehi's smile.
Viraj: "Bhabhi maa"
As Vaidehi shifted her gaze from Vikram to Viraj, a smile tugged at the corners of her lips.
Vaidehi: "Haa Raj."
(Yes, raj)
Virat: "Hume kuch batana hai aapko."
(We need to tell you something.)
Vaidehi: "Ha Veer bolo na."
(Yes, Veer, tell me.)
As Viraj and Virat exchanged smirks and glanced at Vihaan, his confusion deepened. Vaidehi, noticing the exchange, couldn't help but feel intrigued by the mysterious interaction unfolding before her. The silent communication between the brothers piqued her curiosity, prompting her to oscillate her eyes between them, trying to decipher their intentions. Meanwhile, Vihaan's confusion only grew, his eyebrows furrowing as he attempted to make sense of the situation.
Vaidehi: "Arehh bolo bhi."
(Come on, tell me.)
Viraj, Virat: "bhabhi maa Vihu Bhai has a girlfriend."
As Viraj and Virat synchronized their voices in perfect unison, uttering their next words, Vaidehi's eyes widened in shock, her jaw dropping in disbelief. The unexpectedness of their simultaneous statement caught her completely off guard, causing a comical reaction as if her eyes were about to pop out of their sockets.
Vaidehi: "Kyyyaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa"
(Whaaaaaaaaaaattttttttttt?)
Vaidehi's sudden outburst echoed through the house with such force that it caught everyone off guard. The sheer intensity of her shout sent a shockwave through the air, causing those present to instinctively cover their ears in an attempt to shield themselves from the unexpected cacophony. Servants emerged from the kitchen, drawn by the alarming sound, while bodyguards rushed inside to assess the situation and ensure everyone's safety. The atmosphere crackled with tension as they scanned the room, trying to discern the cause of Vaidehi's outburst and whether there was any immediate threat. Amidst the chaos, Vaidehi stood, her chest heaving with exertion, her eyes wide with shock.
Viyansh: "Jaan yaar, behra karogi kya sabko."
(are you trying to make everyone deaf?)
Vikram: "Aise kya chilla Rahi hai beta, heart attack degi kya sabko."
(Why are you shouting like that, Child? Do you want to give everyone a heart attack?)
Bodyguard: "Sir is everything alright??"
Viyansh: "Yes Yes, all good don't worry."
As the bodyguards nodded and departed, reassured that there was no imminent threat, the servants sighed in relief and resumed their duties, grateful that the moment of tension had passed. The atmosphere gradually returned to its usual rhythm, the remnants of Vaidehi's outburst fading into the background as everyone went about their tasks. Meanwhile, Vaidehi, still reeling from the shock of her own reaction, hurriedly attempted to stand up from the couch. However, a sharp hiss escaped her lips as pain shot through her, causing her to quickly sink back onto the couch.
Vaidehi: "Ahhh."
Sensing Vaidehi's discomfort, Viyansh hurriedly moved to her side, his concern evident in his actions as he gently reached out to hold her foot. With careful hands, he supported her injured foot, ensuring that she didn't exacerbate her pain with any sudden movements.
Viyansh: "Kya zarurat hai khade hone ki, hadd karti ho yaar kuch toh khayal rakho apna."
(Why are you standing? You need to take care of yourself.)
With a gentle touch, Viyansh carefully examined Vaidehi's foot, his brows furrowing slightly in concern as he assessed the extent of her discomfort.
Viyansh: "Is it hurting?"
Vaidehi: "No no it's fine, doctor ne kaha na start me halka sa dard hoga."
(doctor said there would be a slight pain initially.)
Viyansh: "Ha toh koi zarurat hai na chalne ki main hu na."
(Then there's no need to walk; I'm here for you.)
Vaidehi: "Shut up Ansh, aur aapne suna Raj aur Veer ne kya kaha?"
(Shut up, Ansh. Did you hear what Raj and Veer said?)
Sensing Vaidehi's gaze upon him, Vihaan avoided meeting her eyes, his own gaze wandering elsewhere in the room.
Vaidehi: "Ahaan bhai, is it true???"
Virat: "Kya bhabhi maa hum aapse jhuth bolenge kya???"
(would we lie to you?)
As Vihaan avoided meeting Vaidehi's gaze, a heavy silence settled over the room, punctuated by the weight of unspoken truths. His refusal to make eye contact served as a tacit confirmation of the validity of Viraj and Virat's earlier words, adding a layer of gravity to the situation.
Vaidehi: "Oh my godd...."
Vaidehi's sudden shout once again pierced through the room, echoing with a force that left everyone startled. Despite the suddenness of her outburst, she stood up with determination, her hand firmly gripping Viyansh's shoulder for support. Surprisingly, this time her movement didn't cause her any pain, a small relief amidst the chaos she had caused. However, her voice resonated with such intensity that it compelled everyone present to cover their ears, the sound reverberating through the room with undeniable force.
Viyansh: "Biwi, rehem karo yaar humare kaan aur apne gale pe please."
(Biwi, have mercy on our ears and your throat, please.)
Vaidehi: "Ansh aapne suna Bhai ki girlfriend hai aur Hume khabar tak nahi."
(Ansh, did you hear? Bhai has a girlfriend, and we didn't even know.)
Viyansh: "Ha baba suna Maine."
(Yes, I heard it.)
Vaidehi: "Wait a min why are you guys not looking shocked as me?? Don't tell me aapko pata tha Ansh."
(Wait a minute, why don't you guys look as shocked as I am? Don't tell me you already knew, Ansh.)
Viyansh's hand instinctively moved to the back of his neck, a gesture of nervousness.
Viyansh: "Bas 1 hafte se pata hai, jab maine aur tumhare monkeys ne Vihu ko call pe baat karte suna tha."
(We've known for just a week when your monkeys and I overheard Vihu talking on the phone.)
Vaidehi: "Whattt, aur aapne mujhe bataya tak nahi?? Popsy dekha aapne."
(What? And you didn't tell me? Popsy, did you hear that?)
As Vaidehi's gaze shifted to Vikram, she noticed his calm demeanor, his expression betraying no signs of shock or surprise at the unfolding events. Instead, there was a sense of quiet understanding in his eyes, a reassurance that he was unfazed by the sudden outburst and remained a steady presence amidst the chaos.
Vaidehi: "Popsy aapko bhi???"
(Popsy, did you know too?)
Vikram: "Vo actually ladoo vo...mujhe..toh start se pata hai, Vihu kaha mujhe kuch chupata hai."
(Actually, Ladoo, I've known from the start. Vihu doesn't hide anything from me.)
Vaidehi: "Aap sabko pata tha bas mujhe hi nahi bataya."
(Everyone knew, but no one told me.)
As Vaidehi began her slow approach toward Vihaan, Viyansh stepped in to offer his support, gently holding her hand and assisting her with each step. Despite a momentary limp, Vaidehi soon found her stride, her determination overriding any physical discomfort. Finally reaching Vihaan, Vaidehi stood before him, her hands firmly planted on her hips as she met his gaze with determination.
Vaidehi: "Kuch kehna chahenge aap bhratashree??"
(Do you have anything to say, dear brother?)
Vihaan: "Abb voo...vo ma..main ba..tane wala tha."
(Well, I...I was going to tell you.)
Vaidehi: "Kab?? Shadi ke baad?? Ya bachcho ke bhi baad??"
(When? After the wedding? Or after the kids?)
Vihaan widened his eyes in shock, realizing that the situation had taken an unexpected turn. He just had been trying to keep his relationship under wraps, and now this girl was talking about his supposed kids.
Vihaan: "Kya bole ja Rahi hai??"
(What are you saying?)
Vaidehi: "Kab, kaha, kaise, aur kon hai vo??"
(When, where, how, and who is she?)
Vihaan: "Vo.. voo.."
Vaidehi: "Stop stuttering, Bhai. I asked you direct questions, so answer me directly, point by point."
As Vaidehi's gaze bore into him with a mixture of anger and determination, Vihaan couldn't help but feel a knot form in his stomach. He swallowed hard, the weight of her scrutiny weighing heavily upon him as he struggled to maintain his composure. Meanwhile, Viraj and Virat, sensing Vihaan's discomfort, couldn't resist a hint of amusement at his expense. Their playful antics and carefree demeanor only served to exacerbate Vihaan's unease, amplifying the tension in the room as they reveled in his discomfort. Feeling the weight of their mocking gazes, Vihaan's frustration boiled to the surface, his eyes narrowing into a deadly glare as he directed his ire towards his mischievous brothers.
Vihaan: "Kya zarurat thi abhi ye baat batane ki?"
(What was the need to tell this now?)
Viraj: "We were just trying to distract her mind."
Vihaan: "Ha toh apni ya Virat ki girlfriend bolta na meri kyu??"
(Then you could have said it's your or Virat's girlfriend, not mine.)
Vaidehi: "Kyaaaaaaaaaa"
(Whatttttttttttttttt?)
Vaidehi's sudden shout reverberated through the room once more, prompting everyone to instinctively cover their ears against the piercing sound. As the noise subsided, Vaidehi fixed a fierce glare on Viraj and Virat, her frustration boiling over at their apparent disregard for her feelings. Caught off guard by her sudden outburst, Viraj and Virat quickly raised their hands in a defensive gesture, their expressions shifting from amusement to concern.
Viraj: "Par bhai humari girlfriend hai hi nahi toh kyu bolte hum???"
(But Bhai, we don't have girlfriends, so why would we lie?)
Vihaan: "Ha toh kuch bhi jhuth bol dete na."
(Then you could have made something up.)
Vaidehi's sigh of relief echoed through the room, a tangible release of tension as she processed the realization that her monkeys were not harboring any secret girlfriends.
Vaidehi: "Matlab ab bhi nahi hi batane Wale hai aap??"
(So you still don't intend to tell me?)
Viyansh placed a hand on her shoulder and asked.
Viyansh: "Jaana, baith ke bhi toh baat ho sakti hai na?? Aao baith jao bachcha."
(you can talk while sitting down too. Come, sit down.)
Vaidehi: "No Ansh, mere sath itna bada anyay hua hai aur main shant baith jau kaise??" (
No, Ansh. Such a big injustice has been done to me, and I should just sit quietly?)
Vihaan: "Anyay, kaisa anyay??"
(Injustice? What injustice?)
Vaidehi: "Hadd hai, mujhe meri devrani ke bare me khabar tak nahi hai aur sare seher me charcha hai, ab ye anyay nahi toh aur kya hai???"
(It's outrageous. I don't even know about my sister-in-law, but the whole city does. Isn't that injustice?)
Vihaan: "Bhai iska drama dekhna band karo yaar, pagal ho gayi hai ye."
(Bhai, stop her from watching dramas. She's gone crazy.)
As Vihaan's attention remained fixed on Viyansh, who chuckled at their banter, Vaidehi grew impatient, snapping her fingers in front of him to capture his focus. The sharp sound cut through the air, drawing Vihaan's gaze back to his sister with a start.
Vaidehi: "Pehle yaha mujhe jawab dijiye, kab, kaha, kaise aur kon hai??"
(First, answer me here. When, where, how, and who is she?)
Vihaan: "Umm, her name is Vanshika. We met through a mutual friend and have been dating for the past five years."
Vaidehi: "Whhhhaattttttttttt??"
Feeling Vaidehi's voice cut through the air once more, Vihaan's heartbeat quickened in response, his senses heightened by the anticipation of her next words. As the rest of the family preemptively covered their ears, bracing themselves for another potential outburst, Vihaan's focus remained squarely on Vaidehi.
Vihaan: "Bhai yaar iske muh pe tape lagao, kitna chillati hai ye."
(Bro, let's tape her mouth shut; she screams too much.)
With determination fueling her actions, Vaidehi rose to her feet atop the couch, her stance commanding and assertive as she sought to intimidate Vihaan. Standing tall, she extended her arm, pointing a finger directly at him with unwavering resolve.
Vaidehi: "Ek toh mujhse itna bada Raaz chupaya vo bhi 5 saalon se, uper se mujhe bola abhi ek saal shadi nahi karni, itna sab karke mujhse calm hone ki umeed karte ho aap bhai??"
(Not only did you hide such a big secret from me for five years, but you also told me not to marry for another year. And after all that, you expect me to calm down?. )
Vihaan: "Are Dahi, dekh main toh batana chahta tha par Vanshika was not ready for the marriage na, and still she needs some time to settle in her career isiliye nahi bataya."
(Look, Dahi, I wanted to tell you, but Vanshika wasn't ready for marriage yet, and she still needs time to settle in her career, that's why I didn't tell you.)
With arms crossed firmly over her chest, Vaidehi's stance radiated authority as she issued her command to Vihaan.
Vaidehi: "Mujhe milna hai devrani ji se."
(I want to meet my sister-in-law.)
Vihaan: "Achcha thik hai main puchta hu kab free hai vo."
(Okay, I'll ask when she's free.)
Vaidehi: "Kal, mujhe kal hi milna hai."
(Tomorrow, I want to meet her tomorrow.)
Vihaan: "Kyaa?? Are 10 din se toh main nahi mila usse."
(What? But even I haven't met her for ten days.)
Vaidehi: "Vo sab main nahi janti, aapko maaf tabhi karungi jab aap mujhe unse milwaoge aur vo mujhe pasand aayengi, that's it."
(I don't know about all that; I'll forgive you only when you introduce me to her, and I like her. That's it.)
Vihaan: "Aur tujhe kyu lagta hai main teri dhamki se dar jaunga??"
(And why do you think I'll be scared of your threat?)
Vaidehi: "Mujhe pata hi tha aap mujhse koi pyaar vyaar nahi karte, sirf naam ke liye behen bolte ho mante nahi ho, main bhi bholi ladki aapki baaton me aa gayi, socha bechara akele insaan, behen banke madad kar du lekin hayy meri kismat. Kaisa nalayak Bhai mila hai..."
(I knew you didn't love me; you just call me sister in name, don't believe it, I fell for your innocent act. I thought, poor lonely guy, I'll help him by becoming his sister, but oh, my luck. What a useless brother I found.)
As Vaidehi continued her impassioned speech, Vihaan's jaw dropped in disbelief at the seemingly baseless allegations being thrown his way. Each word she spoke seemed to strike a nerve, leaving him reeling with a mix of shock and confusion. Meanwhile, the other members of the family couldn't help but find amusement in Vihaan's stunned reaction. Despite their efforts to maintain composure, a few struggled to contain their laughter, their shoulders shaking with suppressed amusement as they watched Vihaan's incredulous expression.
Vihaan: "Okay okay fine, kal hi milwa dunga."
(Okay, okay, fine, I'll introduce you tomorrow.)
Vaidehi's grin widened as she moved forward and enveloped Vihaan in a tight hug, her feet still planted firmly on the couch. The sudden shift from confrontation to embrace caught Vihaan off guard, but he quickly reciprocated the hug, wrapping his arms around her in return.
Vaidehi: "Bhai, I'm so happy for you."
As Vihaan smiled and gently patted Vaidehi's back, she pulled back from the embrace, her own smile reflecting the warmth of the moment.
Vaidehi: "Kya mazaa aayega aapki shadi me."
(Your wedding will be so much fun.)
With excitement bubbling in her voice, Vaidehi exclaimed, her words carrying a contagious energy that elicited chuckles from the rest of the family.
Virat: "Ha bhabhi maa hum na bhai ke jute bhi churayenge."
(Yes, bhabhi maa, we'll even steal Brother's shoes.)
Vihaan: "What??"
Viraj: "Are pagal vo ladki Wale karte hai."
(Crazy, it's what the bride's side does.)
Virat: "Ohh, chod na Raj ek hum ladki walon ko de denge aur ek hum rakh lenge phir sabko paise milenge soch ke dekh."
(Oh, forget it, Raj, we'll give one pair to the bride's side and keep one; then we'll get paid for it, think about it.)
Viraj: "Haa yaar."
(Yeah, bro.)
Vaidehi: "Phir shadi ke baad ghar me aane ke liye, room me Jane ke liye, hum har jagah paise demand kar sakte hai bhai se."
(Then after the wedding, to come home, to go to the room, we can demand money from brother everywhere.)
As the excitement for Vihaan's wedding filled the room, the trio-Virat, Viraj, and Vaidehi-enthusiastically delved into discussions about potential ways to celebrate and perhaps even prank the groom-to-be. Their lively chatter echoed through the room, filled with laughter and playful banter as they brainstormed ideas, oblivious to the absence of details about Vihaan's girlfriend. Meanwhile, Vaidehi remained deeply engrossed in conversation with Virat and Viraj, her attention fully captivated by their animated discussion. Lost in the moment, she didn't even notice when Viyansh gently lifted her and settled her onto the couch, her focus consumed by the lively exchange unfolding before her. With Vikram having retreated to his room, preferring not to interfere in his children's playful antics, the atmosphere in the room was filled with a sense of camaraderie and anticipation. Despite the lack of information about Vihaan's girlfriend, the excitement for his impending wedding remained palpable, fueled by the shared joy and enthusiasm of the Singhania family.
Vihaan: "Enoughhhh"
As he spoke in a slightly louder voice, all turned their attention towards them.
Vihaan: "Bhai, aap apni pagal biwi ko leke jao yaha se Varna ye teeno meri shadi is Janam me toh hone nahi denge."
(Brother, take your crazy wife away from here; otherwise, these three won't let my wedding happen in this lifetime.)
As the trio's playful banter turned into glares directed at Vihaan, Viyansh couldn't help but chuckle at their antics. Their expressions of mock indignation only served to amuse him further, adding to the lighthearted atmosphere in the room. Undeterred by their disapproving looks, Viyansh simply shrugged, his smile unwavering as he scooped Vaidehi up once again in his arms. With effortless ease, he lifted her from the couch, eliciting a glare from Vaidehi as she settled comfortably in his embrace.
Vaidehi: "Arehh, I can walk now."
Viyansh: "But you don't have to."
Viyansh carefully tucked Vaidehi into bed, ensuring she was comfortable before administering her medicines. He watched over her until he was certain she had drifted off to sleep, his concern for her well-being evident in every gesture. Once satisfied that Vaidehi was resting peacefully, Viyansh quietly slipped out of the room and made his way to the balcony. With a sense of urgency, he reached for his phone and dialed Eklavya's number. To his relief, Eklavya picked up after just two rings, his voice steady and attentive on the other end of the line. Viyansh wasted no time in getting straight to the point, his words measured yet urgent as he began to discuss the matter at hand with Eklavya.
Eklavya: "Heyyy, how's little bunny?"
Viyansh: "She's fine."
Eklavya: "Okay, I'll come soon to meet her."
Viyansh: "Yeah. Now listen."
Eklavya: "Yes?"
Viyansh: "I want to come to your place."
Eklavya: "Since when did you start asking to come to my house?"
Viyansh: "I didn't mean your house, Eklavya."
Eklavya: "You mean that place? My place?"
Viyansh: "Yes."
Eklavya: "Viyansh, bro, that's illegal."
Viyansh: "And since when have you started settling cases completely on a legal basis?"
Eklavya: "Viyansh meri baat alag hai, you know why do those things? This case is completely different, Viyansh, we have all the evidence and Vihaan is fighting the case so we'll definitely win."
(Viyansh, my point is different; you know why I do those things?)
Viyansh: "I know that, par meri biwi ki ye halat karne ki saza toh use milni hi chahiye na?? And don't tell me you have not planned anything like this??"
(I know that, but my wife deserves to see him punished, right? And don't tell me you haven't planned anything like this.)
Eklavya fell silent, realizing that his plans with Ritesh had indeed been uncovered.
Viyansh: "See you there in an hour, sharp at 4, and don't tell Vihaan."
Eklavya: "Fine, see you there."
Viyansh entered and found Vaidehi sleeping. He gently caressed her head, planted a kiss on her forehead, and quietly departed. Before leaving, he instructed Vihaan, Viraj, and Virat to take care of Vaidehi, and then he left the house. As Viyansh drove furiously, his emotions churned within him like a tempest, driving him towards the secluded destination where Eklavya awaited. The forest loomed around him, its thick canopy casting shadows that matched the turmoil in his mind. Arriving at the small cottage hidden within the depths of the forest, Viyansh parked his car with a screech, the sound echoing through the stillness of the surroundings. With a sense of urgency, he stepped out, his footsteps echoing on the forest floor as he approached the waiting figure of Eklavya. Eklavya stood outside the cottage, his presence a silent confirmation of the tumultuous events about to unfold. Viyansh stepped out of his car, removing his sunglasses as he made his way towards Eklavya.
Viyansh: "Is he there?"
Eklavya nodded in acknowledgment.
Viyansh: "Since when?"
Eklavya: "He's been a guest since the day he shot my little bunny."
Viyansh's eyes widened in shock.
Viyansh: "What the hell, Eklavya, why didn't you tell me this?"
Eklavya: "Because I knew you would do something like this, and I don't want you involved in these things."
Viyansh: "You were completely fine last time; what happened this time?"
Eklavya: "Last time, it was about Vihaan, and you were a bachelor. Now, everything about you is related to little bunny. If you hurt yourself, she'll be worried, and we can't afford that, right?"
Viyansh: "Nothing will happen; just give me the gloves, and let's go."
As Viyansh and Eklavya stepped into the room, their eyes fell upon the scene before them: Ritesh and his henchmen were bound to chairs, mirroring the same predicament Viyansh had once found Vaidehi in. The sight stirred a mix of emotions within Viyansh, a potent blend of anger, determination, and a grim satisfaction at the turn of events. Surrounding Ritesh and his accomplices were Eklavya's officers, their presence a testament to the meticulous planning and execution of their operation. Their stern expressions reflected the seriousness of the situation, poised and ready to carry out their duties under Eklavya's command.
Ritesh: "Why have you held me captive here instead of a jail?"
Eklavya: "Because we want to personally settle some scores with you."
Ritesh: "This... this is illegal. Thik nahi kar rahe tum dono ye."
(You are not doing the right thing.)
As Viyansh approached Ritesh, the fear in the man's eyes was palpable, a stark contrast to the arrogance he had displayed before. It was evident that the tables had turned, and Ritesh now found himself at the mercy of those he had once sought to manipulate. With a firm grip, Viyansh held Ritesh's face in his hand, his touch unyielding as he pressed down tightly, eliciting a hiss of pain from the captive man. It was a silent reminder of the suffering Ritesh had inflicted upon others, now turned back upon himself in a cruel twist of fate.
Viyansh: "Aur meri biwi ko goli maarna, vo thik tha??"
(And shooting my wife, was that right?)
Ritesh: "Pl... please l...eave me. She came in between..I was not...sh...ooting her."
Viyansh: "Leave you?? Meri Jaan ne bhi yahi kaha hoga na?? Did you leave her??"
(Leave you? My wife must have said the same to you, didn't she? Did you leave her?)
Ritesh: "It's hu...hurting, le..leave me."
Viyansh: "Itne me hi, aur Jo dard tumne Diya meri jaan ko uska kya?? You ruined her entire childhood what about that?? Aaj sabka hisab hoga."
(Even now, after all the pain you caused my wife? What about that? Today, everyone will be held accountable.)
Viyansh was already seething with anger towards Ritesh for his past actions, particularly for kidnapping Vaidehi and subjecting her to whatever atrocities she endured fourteen years ago. However, when he heard Vaidehi recounting her sufferings to her parents today, it only intensified his rage. Hearing her painful ordeal reignited his determination to ensure that the man responsible for causing her so much agony would face the harshest consequences imaginable. In that moment, Viyansh resolved that Ritesh would experience the depths of suffering for the torment he inflicted upon Vaidehi. Viyansh's anger wasn't solely directed at Ritesh; it extended to Vaidehi's parents as well, albeit with a complex mix of emotions. Despite recognizing that they, too, were victims in this situation and acknowledging the natural bond between parent and child, he couldn't shake the resentment he felt towards them. Yet, deep down, he understood their guilt and remorse, which tempered his desire for retribution against them. However, when it came to Ritesh, there was no such restraint. Today, there would be no escape for him. Viyansh clenched his jaw with even more intensity, a physical manifestation of the iron resolve coursing through him. No one would save Ritesh from facing the consequences of his actions today.
Ritesh: "Ahhh"
Viyansh: "Meri biwi ke chehre pe bhi nishaan the, aise hi hurt Kiya tha na use."
(There were marks on my wife's face, just like this, from the pain you inflicted on her.)
With a fierce determination burning in his eyes, Viyansh delivered a powerful blow to Ritesh's face, the impact echoing through the room. As Viyansh's fist connected with Ritesh's face, a surge of satisfaction coursed through him, the physical release of his pent-up anger providing a brief moment of catharsis. His fist throbbed with the force of his anger, and he tensed, ready to strike again. But before he could unleash another blow, Eklavya intervened, grabbing Viyansh's arm to halt his assault.
Eklavya: "wear the gloves or else little bunny bahaut se sawaal karegi aur usse jhuth bolna tere bas ki baat nhi hai."
(Wear the gloves, or else little bunny will ask a lot of questions, and lying to her is not within your capabilities.)
With gloves on their hands, Viyansh and Eklavya embarked on their task, their movements precise and calculated as they delivered blow after blow to Ritesh and his cohorts. Each punch was a release of pent-up frustration and rage, a physical manifestation of the pain and suffering inflicted upon those they held dear. As their fists connected with their targets, a sense of catharsis washed over them, the rhythmic sound of impact punctuating the air with each strike. With every blow, they channeled their anger and resentment, channeling their emotions into the controlled violence of their actions.
Viyansh: "Teri beti ne jo Kiya vo main seh gaya kyuki meri biwi thi mere sath, aur tune use hi maarne ki koshish ki, ye main bardasht nahi kar sakta."
(I endured what your daughter did because my wife was with me, and you tried to harm her. I cannot tolerate this.)
Breathing heavily, Viyansh and Eklavya emerged from the basement, their fists still clenched, their bodies pulsing with adrenaline. The echoes of their exertions lingered in the air as they stepped into the light, leaving behind the darkness of the hidden chamber where they had unleashed their fury. Outside, the world seemed strangely calm, oblivious to the storm that had raged within the confines of the building. The cool evening breeze brushed against their sweat-drenched faces, offering a momentary respite from the intensity of their actions.
Eklavya: "Well I didn't knew that tu pyaar me itna pagal hai. Ekdum kisi Dil Jale ashiq ki taraf maara hai use."
(Well, I didn't know you were so crazy in love. It's as if a lovelorn lover attacked him.)
Viyansh simply rolled his eyes in response, the weight of their actions still heavy on his mind.
Viyansh: "Stop talking nonsense, Tujhe pata hai na, Biwi kya hai mere liye."
(Stop talking nonsense. You know what my wife means to me.)
Returning Viyansh's nod with a knowing smile, Eklavya understood the unspoken agreement between them.
Eklavya: "By the way, Mr. Viyansh Singhania, please don't mind, but your little brother is not as innocent as you think."
Viyansh got confused.
Eklavya: "He had already taken his share of justice from him. The marks on Ritesh's face was given by your sweet little brother."
Viyansh: "Vihaan?"
Eklavya nodded in agreement.
Viyansh: "God, who gave him the degree of lawyer jab isko sab kaam court ke bahar hi khatam karna hai."
(when he wants to finish all his work outside the court.)
Eklavya: "Look who's talking."
Viyansh: "Shut up, and I just hope this does not cause any issues in the case against Ritesh."
Eklavya: "Not at all, all thanks to your cunning lawyer brother. He knew you would do something like this from his past experience, so he's well prepared."
Viyansh: "No doubt Vihaan is the number one lawyer. kya shatir dimaag paya hai."
(He has a sharp mind.)
Eklavya: "Well, I agree. By the way, this is the second time I have brought my criminal here even after having the evidence. And both times, you are the reason behind it."
Viyansh: "Oh please, the person you were trying to falsely defame Vihaan was caught by you only."
Eklavya's respect for the law was unwavering, rooted in his dedication to upholding justice and ensuring that those who committed crimes faced the consequences of their actions. However, there were moments when the limitations of the legal system left him frustrated, particularly when powerful individuals managed to evade justice due to their influence or manipulation of the system. In such cases, where Eklavya's convictions clashed with the shortcomings of the law, he took matters into his own hands, employing alternative means to deliver justice where it was due. His methods may have diverged from the traditional avenues of law enforcement, but his commitment to righteousness remained steadfast. In the early stages of Vihaan's career, when false allegations threatened to tarnish his reputation, it was Eklavya who stepped in to meticulously gather evidence and expose the truth. Yet, despite his efforts to navigate the complexities of the legal system, Viyansh's visceral response was to mete out his own form of justice, driven by a primal instinct to defend his family at all costs. Today, as history seemed to repeat itself with Ritesh's actions endangering their loved ones once again, Viyansh's protective instincts were reignited with a fierce intensity. No one, not even those shielded by power or influence, would be allowed to harm his family with impunity.
Eklavya: "And then you asked me to bring him here, and today again."
Viyansh: "I agree, but about Ritesh, you are the one who brought him here, so please don't blame me."
Eklavya: "Yeahh yeah. Ok now go teri biwi ko pata chala na tu use chod ke mere sath ghum Raha hai toh kachcha chaba jayegi mujhe."
(now go. Your wife must have found out you left her with me, or else she'll be furious.)
Viyansh: "Sidhe sidhe bol Naina bhabhi ke pass jaana hai, meri jaan pe blame mat daal."
(Just say you want to go to Naina bhabhi, don't blame it on my wife.)
Eklavya: "Whatever."
Soon, both of them departed for their respective homes. As Viyansh entered the house, the sound of his siblings and wife chit-chatting in the living room greeted him, a comforting reminder of the warmth and familiarity of home. Stepping into the room, he approached them with a small smile, his presence drawing their attention.
Vaidehi: "Ansh, kaha chale Gaye the aap?? Bataya bhi nahi."
(Ansh, where were you? You didn't even tell me.)
Viyansh: "Sorry vo main ek meeting ke liye Gaya tha, tum ye batao niche kaise aayi??"
(Sorry, I went for a meeting. How did you come downstairs?)
Vaidehi: "Vihaan Bhai leke aaye, but please I can walk ha. Stop being overprotective both of you."
(Vihaan Bhai brought me down, but please, I can walk. Stop being overprotective, both of you.)
Viyansh, Vihaan: "Chuppp"
(Quiet.)
Vaidehi shared a mischievous glance with both him and their siblings before placing a finger to her lips in a playful gesture, her eyes twinkling with amusement. A giggle escaped her lips, infectious in its joy, and soon the entire room was filled with laughter as they all joined in on the lighthearted moment.
Viraj: "Btw aaj konsi meeting bhai??"
(By the way, what meeting was it today, brother?)
Viyansh: "Nothing that concerns you both, tum dono bas apne vacations enjoy Karo okay?"
(Just enjoy your vacations, okay?)
As Viyansh ruffled their hair affectionately, his siblings smiled, their eyes sparkling with excitement for the future. With their internships completed and vacation in full swing, they savored these moments of relaxation before the next chapter of their lives began. With internship projects looming on the horizon and end semester exams to prepare for, there was a sense of anticipation in the air. Yet, beneath the surface, there was also a quiet confidence, knowing that they were on the cusp of achieving their dreams. Joining Singhania & Co. as employees represented the culmination of years of hard work and dedication. For both Viraj and Virat, it was the beginning of a new journey filled with opportunities for growth and success.
Vikram's entrance into the room drew Viyansh's attention, and he met his gaze with a curious expression, noticing the intensity in Vikram's eyes as he was regarded by him for a few moments before speaking.
Vikram: "How was the meeting, Viyansh?"
As realization dawned on Viyansh, a surge of shock coursed through him like an electric jolt. The gravity of Vikram's request suddenly became clear-he knew. Viyansh was shocked, realizing that his father had learned about everything.
Viyansh: "It was good, Papa."
Vikram: "Come to my room; I want to discuss it with you, and Vihaan, you too."
With a silent exchange of nods, Viyansh and Vihaan rose from their seats, their shared understanding propelling them towards Vikram's room, leaving the trio to enjoy their time together.
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Viyansh and his dark side.ð¤ð»ð¥¹
Vihaan is no less.
Vihaan having a girlfriend was unexpected right??
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