As the sun began to set, casting a warm glow over the Singhaniya mansion, Kaveri Devi sat in her study, contemplating her next steps. The events of the day had shaken her to her core, forcing her to reevaluate the beliefs she had held for so long. She understood the strength and conviction that Sita Devi possessed, and she knew that fighting against her would be futile.

Deep in thought, Kaveri Devi decided to take action in a way that would assert her authority while also sending a clear message to Krishiv. She had long been providing him with allowances that had contributed to his reckless behavior. It was time to put an end to this support, a move that would not only reprimand his actions but also demonstrate her commitment to change.

With a heavy heart, Kaveri Devi drafted a letter detailing the decision to cut off Krishiv's allowances. She carefully chose her words, explaining her reasoning and expressing her hopes for his future growth and maturity. It was a step she knew was necessary, even if it meant facing Krishiv's anger and disappointment.

As the ink dried on the letter, Kaveri Devi felt a mix of emotions. She knew that her relationship with Krishiv would be strained even further, but she also recognized that this was a crucial step towards asserting her authority and reshaping the dynamics within the family.

The next morning, Kaveri Devi handed the letter to her trusted secretary, instructing him to deliver it to Krishiv. She braced herself for the inevitable confrontation that would follow, knowing that she was standing up not just against her grandson's entitlement but also against the mindset she had perpetuated.

Kaveri Devi reflected on her decision. She knew that change would be met with resistance, but she was determined to try to break free from the cycle of manipulation and favoritism that had plagued her family for years. It was a small step, but it was a step towards a more equitable and just future.

As the morning sun painted the sky with hues of gold, in the hospital room Alisha and Sita Devi faced the day with a renewed sense of purpose. They knew that the battles ahead would be challenging, but they drew strength from their unity and determination to stand together.

Over breakfast, Sita Devi told Alisha her plan of action.  The way she had mapped each and every move with a back plan was something that made
Alisha believed that her Masi sa was way more better in this game then her. Though how she could not be she had seen the worst of everything....every face in that family had a mask through which each and everyone covered their intentions well. They were in their facade and Sita devi wanted nothing more than tearing of these facades in pieces so that she could provide her sister and her nieces justice

As the day progressed, Alisha's determination grew, and Sita Devi's resolve only strengthened. They knew that the battles they faced were not only for power and money but it was a fight for their own rights as a human being as a woman

As the doctor came in and checked the vitals  Sita devi had a  concentrating look on her face it was like as she was trying to read the motive of the doctor as if he was a threat to Alisha though he was not he was just a social worker doing his job

"Inke vitals ek dam thik hai"   Said the doctor

"Inhe discharge kab milega doctor "   Inquired Sita devi

"Ap chahe toh inhe ap aj bhi le ja sakti hain but hum apko yeah hei suggest karenge ki do din aur intezaar kar lijiye thaki mein aur meri puri team asure ho jayein ki Rani Sa puri thik hai "

" Thank you Doctor... "   Sita devi inquired to know his name

"Ahh Doctor Himanshu Agiwal "

"Thank you Doctor Himanshu "  Responded Alisha

"Are Rani sa hume ap sirf Himanshu hei bula lijiye "

Alisha nodded aimlessly

On the other hand  Krishiv's face turned red with anger as he read the letter that detailed the decision to cut off his allowances. The news hit him like a blow, and he struggled to control his rising frustration. His entitlement had been curtailed, and he couldn't believe that his Nani sa had taken such a drastic step.

"Nani sa aise kaise kar sakti hain humare sath !" Krishiv muttered to himself, crumpling the letter in his fist. He paced back and forth in his room, his mind a whirlwind of emotions. He had grown accustomed to the privileges and funds provided by his Nani sa , and the sudden withdrawal of financial support felt like a betrayal.

His anger was not just directed at the loss of allowances, but also at the changing dynamics within the family. He felt cornered and powerless, his sense of entitlement clashing with the reality that the status quo was shifting. The support he had taken for granted was no longer a given, and he struggled to accept the consequences of his actions.

Krishiv's frustration began to morph into a mix of resentment and determination. He felt that this was an attempt to strip him of his autonomy and power. He couldn't comprehend why she was arallying against him, and it fueled his determination to prove them wrong.

In his mind, Krishiv saw this as a battle, a clash of wills that he was determined to win. He refused to be dictated by Kaveri devi 's decision, and he was driven to regain the control he felt slipping away. The fire of his determination burned brighter, and he began plotting his next moves, determined to prove that he was not to be underestimated.

With his allowances revoked and his anger simmering, Krishiv knew that the battleground had shifted. The power struggle within the family had escalated, and he was ready to fight for what he believed was rightfully his.

And the sad part was that he didn't even knew how to make a company work as he only knew how to order around their was a fear in his mind that if Alishaa gain's back the company then he would be left with nothing and his mother won't even support him as her nieces are more lovable to her then her own child

As the sun dipped towards the horizon, painting the sky with hues of orange, pink, and gold, the beauty of the setting sun seemed to mirror the emotions that stirred within Aniket's heart. With anticipation and eagerness, he made his way towards the hospital, his steps purposeful and his thoughts centered on one person – Alisha.

The journey to the hospital felt like a bridge connecting the moments that had led him to this point. Every step seemed to carry the weight of shared experiences, emotions, and the connection that had deepened between them. Aniket's heart beat with a mixture of excitement and longing, driven by the desire to be by Alisha's side once more.

Arriving at the hospital, Aniket's footsteps carried him through familiar corridors, each step resonating with the memories of the time he had spent here recently. As he approached Alisha's room, he felt a sense of unity with the universe, as if everything had conspired to bring them together once again.

With a gentle knock on the door, Aniket entered the room, his gaze immediately drawn to Alisha. Her presence exuded a calming influence, like a beacon of light amidst the challenges they had both faced. Their eyes met, and in that moment for aniket , the world seemed to fade away, leaving only the two of them in the warmth of their connection.

Aniket's heart swelled with emotions as he approached Alisha, his steps guided by a mix of feelings that were difficult to put in words

"Mr maheshwari aj bhi ap hume woh khichdi khilana aayein hei toh hum apko pehle hei bata detein hei ap wapas ussi gate se chalein jayein"

Astonishment was not something that could be described by the looks on Aniket's face it was like he was seeing a new side of Alisha the one that communictaes except from 'ji mr maheshwari' 'thank you mr maheshwari '

"Hello to you too Alisha ji. Hum sirf apki tabiyat ke baare mein jaane aaye the ...ab ap kaisi hain ? "

"Ap humse kal raat hei milkar gaye the Mr maheshwari .....hum thik hai "
She was going to give an snickering remark but seeing her  Masi sa 's face she decided against it

"Chaliye acha laga jaan kar ki ab ap thik hain"

It was astonishing seeing that the doctor was their to provide the medicines it usually was the nurses who use to provide the medicines to Alisha As Sita Devi sat beside Alisha's bed, a sense of tranquility enveloped the room. Their connection radiated comfort and familiarity, offering a space of solace amidst the challenges they had faced.

"Alisha ji apki dawaiyan "

"Thank you himanshu ji "

"Alisha ji apne khaana khaya "

"Nhi Himanshu ji hume woh kichdi nhi khaani "

"Are nhi woh khichdi nhi woh chaat jo humne apke liye bheji thi "

"Ohhh woh toh Masi sa na kha li thi but thank you so much Himanshu ji uss chat ke liye  "

However, as the dynamics shifted with the introduction of Himanshu and Aniket's feelings of jealousy, a new layer of emotions began to unfold.

Himanshu's presence seemed to exude a lighthearted charm, drawing Alisha's attention and sparking playful interactions. His attempts to engage her in conversation carried an undertone of flirtatiousness, and Alisha's responses held a hint of amusement.

Amidst this exchange, Aniket's emotions simmered with jealousy. He stood in the background, his feelings a tumultuous mix of unease and insecurity. The sight of another man openly vying for Alisha's attention triggered a wave of emotions within him, challenging the sense of connection he had cultivated.

As he observed the interactions between Himanshu and Alisha, Aniket wrestled with his jealousy and insecurity. The emotions he felt were a testament to the depth of his feelings for Alisha and the fear of losing the bond they had nurtured. He grappled with the question of whether he had the right to feel this way, given the circumstances they found themselves in and with no bond between them

In this moment of emotional turmoil, Aniket's gaze remained fixed on Alisha. He longed to bridge the gap that seemed to be forming between them, to remind her of the connection they shared and the sincerity of his feelings. Ans Sita devi 's gaze was fixed at Aniket as she was seeing his face being change with each emotions that transpired inside him

Amidst the backdrop of shifting emotions and unspoken tensions, the room held a charged atmosphere. Each individual's feelings – Sita Devi's contentment, Himanshu's playful charm, Aniket's jealousy, and Alisha's playful replies  – wove together, creating a tapestry of human emotions that mirrored the intricacies of life itself.

The atmosphere in the room held a mix of emotions – curiosity, concern, and a touch of jealousy. Alisha's interactions with Himanshu were marked by a playful banter that seemed unusual, catching Aniket off guard. He stood on the sidelines, his heart a swirl of emotions.

As Alisha exchanged words with Himanshu, Aniket's gaze remained fixed on her, his chest tightening with an inexplicable feeling. He tried to decipher the source of his unease, but the sight of another man drawing Alisha's attention stung deep.

Sita Devi observed the unfolding dynamics with a knowing look, her experience allowing her to sense the undercurrents of emotion. Alisha's responses were lighthearted, but there was something about them that felt off to Aniket, like a puzzle piece that didn't quite fit.

Sita devi came beside Aniket wanting to take the man out of his misery

"Alisha ko anesthesia ka dose diya gaya tha "

"Huh!? "

"Subah 10 baje ke ass pass usse bahut jyada dard uth gaya tha aur wou dawai se kaam nhi hone wala tha toh usee anesthesia ka dose diya gaya tha  jiska asar kuch der mein kaam ho jayega bass usii ka side effect  hai "

Then, the revelation struck – the anesthesia. The excruciating pain Alisha had endured earlier had led to its use, and its effects lingered. Aniket's jealousy waned as understanding dawned. Alisha's responses might have been influenced, her usual self momentarily altered.

A mixture of relief and empathy washed over Aniket. His feelings of jealousy were now tinged with compassion. He yearned to be there for Alisha, to offer support and reassurance, knowing that her interactions with Himanshu might not have been a true reflection of her feelings.

In the midst of this realization, Alisha's playfulness held a bittersweet quality. Aniket wanted to address the situation, but his concern for her well-being took precedence. He longed to bridge the gap, to reaffirm the connection they had built.

As the room held these unspoken emotions, the characters navigated the complexities of human feelings. The revelation of the anesthesia's influence transformed the context, reshaping jealousy into a deeper understanding of the intricacies of their bond.

~ After  half and hour the dose of anesthesia is worn off ~

The room's atmosphere shifted abruptly as Krishiv entered, his presence casting a shadow over the previous interactions. Aniket's emotions, already delicate from the earlier revelations, now encountered a new layer of complexity. A mixture of tension, uncertainty, and guardedness settled in the air.

Krishiv's arrival seemed to create an unspoken tension, a palpable undercurrent that changed the dynamics among those present. Alisha's demeanor shifted subtly, her previous playfulness giving way to a more reserved stance. Aniket's feelings of concern intensified, his focus torn between his own emotions and Alisha's reaction.

Sita Devi, ever observant, could sense the shift in the room's energy. She maintained her composed presence, offering a steady anchor amidst the undercurrents of emotion. The unspoken tension hung in the air, a reflection of the complexities that often arise when individuals with intertwined pasts cross paths.

Aniket's jealousy and earlier concerns about Alisha's interactions with Himanshu now seemed momentarily eclipsed by the presence of Krishiv. As he navigated his own feelings, he also watched for Alisha's reaction, a silent witness to the interplay of emotions in the room.

The room, once filled with shared moments and unspoken connections, now held a sense of unease. They found themselves grappling with the emotions that emerged in Krishiv's presence – feelings rooted in past experiences, memories, and unresolved feelings.

The room, once a space of shared presence, had transformed into a stage where emotions played out in a delicate dance. The unspoken tension and shifting dynamics were a testament to the intricacies of human connections – the moments of understanding and misunderstanding, the shared pasts.

"Hume Alisha se akele mein baat karna hai "

Seeing the situation Himanshu left the room but as Aniket was  going to leave the room Sita devi asked him to wait just by a mere touch of her fingers on his forearm.

"Taki ap hume wapas goli maar sakein "

"Plan toh humara woh hei hai tumhe ek baar mei  hei bhagwaan ke darshan karwa dene chahiye the jab pehli baar goli maari thi dusra jeewan diya tha tumhe par lagta hai tumhe woh pasand nhi aaya.... Au tum kon ho hume tum yaad nhi "

Aniket was beyond angry by the revelation which Krishiv did in anger forgetting that their were prying eyes who were watching his each and every movement .

Aniket's anger surged within him, a tempestuous wave that he struggled to control. The sudden clash of emotions, combined with the tension in the room, became an overwhelming force that found its outlet in a single, impulsive act. Without thinking, his hand lashed out, the sharp sound of his palm meeting flesh echoing in the room.

Krishiv's face recoiled from the force of the slap, his features contorting with shock and pain. The imprint of Aniket's fingers remained as a stark reminder of the moment, a physical manifestation of the eruption of emotions that had transpired.

The room fell into a stunned silence, the air heavy with the weight of the action that had just unfolded.

Alisha's expression reflected a blend of shock and concern, her own emotions now heightened by the unexpected turn of events. Sita Devi's calm presence provided a contrast to the charged atmosphere, her gaze carrying a mixture of understanding and compassion.

Krishiv's face bore the mark of the slap, the redness a testament to the rawness of the moment. His own emotions were a complex tapestry – surprise, anger, and the impact of the action that had transpired. His gaze locked with Aniket's, a wordless exchange that spoke volumes.

In the aftermath of the slap, the room seemed to hold its breath, a snapshot frozen in time. The characters stood at the precipice of a turning point, grappling with the repercussions of the impulsive act and the emotions that had fueled it.

The silence was broken by a heavy sigh by Sita devi, a sound that seemed to carry the weight of the emotions in the room.

"Hum hai Aniket Maheshwari asha karein hei ki ab hum apko yaad rahenge "
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