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Five years passed like air . Ruhani chose to take a difficult step and set out for United States. Her journey to the new country was not only a geographical shift but also a complete transformation which shaped her into a amazing woman.
Settling into a new city became a very challenging task for Ruhani. Yet she completed every challenge with detergent which even surprised her. By her fifth year in U.S. she ascended to the role of a managerial position. Her days were filled with meeting and mentoring young professionals.
However her professional triumph came at the personal cost. In between career and success she almost forgotten her near and dear ones . She lost her original form who was a soft spoken and happy girl. She transformed her so much that emotions were a matter of joke for her now.
After focusing on her career in the U.S. she was now longing for her family connections. She realised that in between work , career and success she almost lost touch from her family. Ruhani could understand that she will not be able to bear the distance between her and her family members any more. So she planned for a surprise visit.
As she boarded through the plane , a mix of emotions raced through her . With every passing hour she felt more nervous and anxious to meet her parents. Their smiling faces filled her mind as she thought how they would react . However admist her happiness an anxiety kept nagging . It has been so long since she had been home . She couldn't shake the questions that kept roaming in her mind like - What has changed? Were they the same ?
As the plane landed she felt a surge of nostalgia and a felling of returning to her homeland after so many years. She booked a cab and started her journey towards her home . Yet, as she approached her family's house, an unsettling feeling began to gnaw at her heart.
When Ruhani finally arrived at her home, her heart raced with excitement. But that anticipation quickly morphed into confusion and dread as she stood before the front door. The once-vibrant house appeared shabby and neglected, as if time had not been kind to it during her absence. The shutters were hanging askew, and the garden lay overgrown, a stark contrast to the carefully tended space she remembered.
She was looking at the door of her home when somebody nudged her and said " Ap yaha kise dudhn rahi he "
( You are looking for whom over here) .
She managed to speak but her voice broke " M.. mere mummy.. pa.aa paa.. the yaha "
( My m..mom... and da...d... used to live here)
The woman standing there got a little confused and said " Ap kya bole ja rahi he , yaha rehne wale do log Mr and Mrs Bedi ko ek saal pehle murder kiya gaya tha . Or uske bad se ye ghar ese hi para hua he . Suna he unki beti videsh me he , pata nahi jab ake ye sab sunegi to kya hoga ." With that she left .
( What are you saying , the people wo used to live here , i.e. Mr and Mrs Bedi were murdered a year ago and from then the house was left abondoned. It was learnt that they have a daughter who lives abroad , don't know when she will come to know about all this how she will react )
The terrible truth that her parents had been murdered almost a year ago. The realization struck her like a physical blow, rendering her breathless. A crushing wave of horror and grief washed over her, obliterating her earlier excitement and joy. Her body trembled as denial battled with the undeniable brutality of reality. "No, no, this can't be happening," she thought, her heart racing as memories of their laughter and love played cruelly in her mind. She felt as if she were trapped in her worst nightmare.
She had not only missed the chance to say goodbye but had also spent years building an empire in a distant land while her family had suffered. Anguish clawed at her chest, and tears streamed down her face as she sank to the floor, surrounded by fragments of the life she had once known.
"I will not let them get away with this," she repeated to herself, internalizing her promise with each anguished breath. Ruhani promised herself and said " I will give them a death worse than death. They will die a 100 times before death "
Ruhani after many attempts calmed her self and she again made herself strong and have Buried her emotions to a deep extent. Her eyes burning with the anger which was rising. Her blood was boiling by thinking that someone snatched her life from her and she can't to anything. She took the old glass jar and threw it with all force and it shattered into pieces.
She pulled out her phone and ordered her assistant " I want the details of Mehra family within 15 minutes. Don't call me without any update ". She disconnected the call without even listening to her Assistants response.
After sometime her assistant called her and said " Mam we can't get to much about them. They are now not in their original place they have shifted to Canada. They have cut all the relations with everyone over here. If directly told they are hiding themself from everyone."
Ruhani spoke with a cold voice " Find out what all had happened between Mr Bedi and Mr mehta since the last 2 year's ".
Her assistant was very scared by her voice she quickly said yes and disconnected the call. Ruhani was controlling her anger with very much difficulty. She said by gritting her teeth " I will not leave anyone of you ! "
One day she was working in her laptop from home , when she realised that she had to attend a meeting . So she quickly dressed up in formals and attended a high - profile industry conference. She was thinking about her ideas for the project but when she entered the conference room , her thoughts shifted abruptly.
When she entered the room she spotted Shashwat. Yes, the same Sashwat Raichand whom she used to admire five years back. But his arrogance and attitude have changed Ruhani's attitude towards him. Ruhani looked at him and when their eyes met she gave him a cold look and joined the conference. During the entire conference Ruhani didn't even bother to look at him which made him think how can a person change so much .
That night, Sashwat instructed his assistant, Meera, to gather information on Ruhani. "I want to understand her journey-what she's been up to since college," he said, his tone serious. Meera, accustomed to Sashwat's ambitious pursuits but wary of his sometimes unyielding nature, nodded and began her research.
Meera discovered the tragedy that had struck Ruhani's life-her parents had been brutally murdered less than a year ago, an event that had sent shockwaves through her community and ripped apart the very fabric of her existence. The articles and social media posts she found revealed the immense grief that had enveloped Ruhani, how she had faced personal loss but she changed herself so much that her strong mindset helped her to cope up with her professional fields, which started Sashwat a bit. Sashwat similed and said " Rose , now you will be mine ! and that to forever".
Suddenly someone called Sashwat and said " Dear pls understand my condition, u have to help us . Pls Sashwat "
Sashwat said sarcastically " Ohoo Mr Raichand , I am so sorry. I am really busy now a days . So no question of help and one more thing . Suddenly his tone got strict and he said " How can u expect that I will accept you after knowing that you were responsible for my mother's death ".
" My life is completely different from your life and I want to make it clear that I am big enough to take my decisions on my own. One more importantly thing I am marrying very soon. Don't worry I will never invite you " .
After completing his words he disconnected the call.
On the other hand
Someone was continuously moving here and there . She was very anxious as she was about to get some news. Her assistant called her as she immediately picked up her call and said " Mam, Ruhani madam had came to know that you have shifted to somewhere else "
The girl was not one else than Anushree.
She said to herself " Mom and dad left me like this and I myself don't know where they are. Now if she does something to me as she is now professionally very strong. "
She dialed her father's number and he picked her call " I know you are scared because Ruhani came to know about it but don't worry she will not be able to come to you. "
" But dad what happened to them "
"You are not enough big to understand this . Like everyone believe this that they are dead . Don't take too much stress. Your dad has planned everything from the beginning to end so don't take too much stress. "
" But dad are they dead"
" Maybe yes... Orrr..... " he took a pause and said " MAYBE..... NOOO...."
Anushree declined the call.
After a few days
One message suddenly popped up on Ruhani's screen when she saw the message ID she didn't want to read the message but unknowingly she opened the message.
The message was from Sashwat who wanted to talk about the upcoming projects . She personally didn't want to go but thinking of her company she agreed to meet.
She dressed formally . As she entered the bustling cafeteria, she spotted Sashwat seated at a corner table, his demeanor noticeably softer than it had been during their previous interactions. He gestured for her to join him, and as she approached, she noticed an unusual warmth in his eyes.
"Thanks for meeting me, Rose," he began, his tone cannot be clearly identified . "I've been thinking about our last conversation, and I wanted to- well, I guess I wanted to apologize for how I came across it."
Ruhani raised an eyebrow, both surprised and skeptical. "Apologies are rare from you, Mr Sashwat. What prompted this change of heart?"
Sashwat said " I learnt about your parents death ."
Ruhani fixed Sashwat with a hard gaze, her expression icy. "I appreciate your thoughts, but you're not required to look after my matters. I can handle my own issues without your concern." She leaned back slightly, folding her arms as a clear signal to redirect the conversation. "Let's focus on the projects, shall we?"
Ruhani's resolve was visibly shaken as Sashwat suddenly pulled her chair toward him, the abrupt motion leaving her feeling alarmingly close to him, their eyes almost level. The confusion and discomfort washed over her, making the cafeteria's background chatter fade into an oblivion.
"What are you doing, Sashwat?" she asked, her voice strained and laced with a mixture of indignation and uncertainty. The intimacy of the moment enveloped her, making her heart race involuntarily.
But before she could process the unexpected closeness or formulate her thoughts, Sashwat leaned in, his expression shifting from his earlier warmth to something unreadable. In a swift and calculated move, he pressed a nerve at the base of her neck.
Ruhani's body reacted instantly, her vision narrowing as a wave of dizziness washed over her. "What-" she managed to whisper, but the words fell away as her world turned dark. The sounds of the bustling cafeteria faded into silence, and before she'd fully registered what was happening, she slumped forward, unconscious and vulnerable, her head resting against Sashwat's shoulder.
Sashwat glanced around, ensuring no one had noticed, and then, without a hint of concern on his face, he wrapped an arm around her, keeping her body close. As the moments ticked by, he took a deep breath, reveling in the control he had gained. It was a drastic shift, a mere manipulation that moved the pieces in a game he was intent on winning.
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