OS
Hiya Twisties, welcome to a new OS my crazy mind created, this had nothing to do with the actual show, I just felt like writing one after two separations of AbhiRa with no happy ending maybe🙊
So without any further ado…
Aarohi finally came to terms that we humans cannot control everything.
Just then when she realised that she loved Neil, he was already dead.
Also blaming Akshara for their parents death was uncalled for, so to make it up to her sister, why not get her drunk…
Only to open up the bottled emotions of hers, and hopefully she can then break up her engagement with her Ex-brother-in-law Abhimanyu Birla.
So she got ready wearing a long black dress and took out a blue one for her sister.
As she walked towards the stairs, she came across her daughter, who whistled seeing her.
“Matashree, aap bohut sundar lag rahi ho(Mom, you look very beautiful).”
“Thank you,” she said shyly, then bent down to kiss her daughter’s forehead lovingly.
“Akshu Massi and Abhir are coming over,” Roohi told her excitedly as she’d love to spend some time with her cousin.
“That’s great, I shall take your Massi out then.”
“Why?” She asked her mother, as she was confused.
“Because it’s high time I make amends with her and apologise for my past behaviour.”
“Okay, have fun, but not too much as you and Poppy are getting married tomorrow!” Her daughter bossily told her mom, with her hands on her hips.
Her face fell as she had forgotten about the wedding and marrying her deceased husband’s older brother.
Few years ago she would have happily married him to become the power couple of Birla Hospital, but not anymore.
Her daughter and mother-in-law forced her to say yes, like he was forced to do so too.
Nothing and no one was going to change her mind, she just didn’t trust Abhinav Sharma much.
Something about him didn’t vibe well with her, he was too good to be true.
Together the mother and daughter duo walked down the stairs.
Meanwhile Akshara was struggling when her son requested to go to his biological dad’s home.
She then reluctantly agreed with the uncertainty in her heart that Abhir would choose to live with Abhimanyu instead of her.
That was hurting her and to make it worse, Abhinav was no help and was telling her his so-called worry that Abhir doesn’t love them anymore.
She stayed silent not knowing how to tell that man to shut up as it was none of his business.
But then she reminded herself, that thanks to him, she and Abhir are alive or else she would have not only lost one but two children and maybe her life as well.
Her other child, Abhir’s twin, had left a hole in her heart that may never be filled.
Not even if she’d marry Abhinav and have another child.
And without Akshara’s knowledge her family decided to get her remarried and that too with the man she has no feelings for as well as without her consent, as always!
She should be used to it by now, but she wasn’t.
She wanted to share her feelings with someone, she has noticed that Aarohi is not as selfish as she used to be, so maybe she‘d be able to share it with her after loosening up a bit.
She got dressed in a traditional light pink Saree.
Made sure to ask Abhir if he had taken everything and to tell him not to annoy Roohi.
He nodded like a good kid but was planning to irritate his cousin.
After a long and exhausting emotional drama of her family, they were finally able to leave unfortunately with Abhinav tagging along.
As soon as they reached Birla House, memories began to flood Akshara’s mind, when she denied loving Abhimanyu to their wedding, until both separations because of misunderstandings.
The same scenario was playing in front of Abhimanyu too.
Whereas Manjari was sending Akshara poisonous glares, wishing good riddance upon the young woman.
Then looked at Abhinav and gave him a small smile, thinking that no one noticed it, but the ever so perceptive Mahima Birla did and immediately knew what her pathetic sister was planning.
She was one of the first, who spoke out against Abhimanyu marrying Aarohi but nobody listened.
“Why are you three standing outside, please come in.” She summoned them.
While they walked in, one of Akshara’s well known habits of slipping out of nowhere happened.
She closed her eyes waiting for the impact of falling on the floor to happen, but it didn’t as she was saved by her Ex-father-in-law Harshvardhan Birla who was right behind her.
“Tum thik ho Akshu(are you alright Akshu)?”
“Yes, thank you Uncle,” she replied back, he made her stand properly.
“Mumma, Papa yeh kon hai(Mumma and papa, who is he)? Abhir questioned his parents looking towards his grandfather.
“Yeh tumhara Dada ji hai(He is your grandfather).” Akshara answered back to her son, while Abhimanyu nodded.
Harshvardhan didn’t seem to understand the world anymore, as far as he knew that Akshara had miscarried both babies and now one of them is alive.
“How?” He asked while his whole body shook from the shock.
“Mr Sharma, over here had saved me as well as took me to the hospital,” she paused a bit, so not to get too emotional as she continued talking making Abhimanyu feel guilty for his mistakes and for losing her forever, “I found out the truth, also I tried calling your son, but he didn’t want to know anything and to do with me anymore.”
Aarohi then said something to break the awkward silence, “Akshu let’s go out together, I have got the right dress for you,”
“Okay,” Then Akshara went upstairs to change, entered her sister’s bedroom, saw the dress and gasped as she realised her sneaky sister stole that one from her.
She couldn’t stop shaking her head, then quickly got rid of the Saree and wore her dress.
When everybody saw her, some recognised the old Akshara in her whereas Abhinav exclaimed, “You are not going outside like this!”
“Oh please, Mr Sharma, stop your melodrama and what I wear is none of your business.” She yelled at that man because she always disliked him and often felt uncomfortable around him, in a bad way.
Abhimanyu adored her while Aarohi sent him the thumbs up.
“Akshara, you shouldn’t talk to your fiancé like this!” Her nearly two century old great grandmother shouted from the door.
Akshara glared at all the Goenka’s as they created this bloody mess.
“I’m with Akshu in this, Mimi,” her sister declared, the Gorrila’s(Goenka and Birla’s) couldn’t believe what they heard as this was the first time Aarohi openly supported her elder sister.
“Thank you Aaru,” Akshara turned towards her to give her a true smile and then turned back to her former position to tell them, “there isn’t going to be a wedding from my side as I’m rejecting Mr Abhinav Sharma!”
“Thank you, Mumma!” Little Abhir began to dance in happiness, shocking everyone as it reminded them of Neil, who danced the same way when Abhira(Abhimanyu and Akshara) decided on wanting to marry each other on the wedding day of Abhimanyu and Aarohi’s.
Roohi glared at her cousin for being an idiot.
She began dragging him away as they argued like cats and dogs.
The sisters were about to leave, when another young woman came, calling out, “Miss Akshara,”
“Mishu, what are you doing here?”
“Congratulations Akshi,” she yelled jubilantly, “you’re a lawyer now!”
“Party toh banti hai(Let’s party).”
So the new joinée smirked, knowing what that means and got the right poison for her friend.
Some of them gaped seeing what the three ladies were drinking. Alcohol!
Abhimanyu was about to stop them from doing so when he heard what Akshara said, who was already drunk, he stopped…
“You remember Mishu, how I had beaten up Mr Sharma,” Akshara said in a sing-song voice.
“Oh, yes he looked like a cartoon character.” Abhinav was offended by her words.
“What did he do, Akshu?”
“He tried to misbehave with me,”
Abhimanyu’s blood boiled, he stalked towards his prey, who gulped his saliva down and hid behind one of the Goenka’s who still thought this guy is good and perfect for Akshara.
“And you beat him up for that?”
“Yes, I also got him fired from his job as a babysitter and now he is a taxi driver.”
“But why do you live in his house?”
“It’s not his but mine and my husband’s,”
“Do you mean Vatsal bhaiya(brother) and yours?”
“Exactly that,”
“How is he?” Aarohi asked, forgetting the people around her.
She remembered when she met Vatsal for the first time and him telling her everything, also that someone planned the miscarriage of Akshara, that should have led to her sister’s death or her ending up in the milieu of human trafficking.
“I’m fine, thanks for asking about me, Aarohi!”
“Of course I would as you are my brother and the unofficial twin of Akshu.”
“Vasu, what did you find out?” The tone of Akshara’s voice was all business-like.
“Are you sure that she is drunk, Mish?” He asked his wife, who didn’t know how to answer back, but then saw how Akshara was taking a tequila shot after the other.
“I couldn’t find out anything more than we already know, I’m sorry,” he was upset as he told her.
“So that means,” she then exclaimed, “Neil’s death wasn’t planned!”
“His murder was planned, but not on that day.”
“But why would someone do that?” Aarohi asked as she was confused about it all.
And Akshara guessed it, “because that person wanted you and my Abhi to get married,”
“But why?”
“I’m getting to the point, have some patience,” she walked towards the person and after having a staring match, “and didn’t like that Neil and I got in between that person’s plans, am I right my dear Ex-Mother-in-law?”
She dropped a bomb without even wanting to. Yet one day the truth would have come out.
“And your plan also involved Mr Sharma and his sister, oops I mean, his wife Mrs Muskaan Sharma.”
“So they’re the ones who are the human traffickers!” Vatsal completed another part of the conclusion of Manjari’s plans.
“Yes, she was also the reason why you thought you had a miscarriage,” Aarohi confessed the reality of Abhira’s sufferings, “Roohi is your and Abhimanyu’s daughter!”
“You’re lying,” Abhira said at the same time.
Akshara then started drinking another shot to stop the pain she was feeling. Her life was so messed up.
“You knew about it, Mishu?” She questioned her Sister-in-law, hoping what Aarohi said wasn’t true.
“You were in a coma for six months during your pregnancy and after the birth of both babies, Akshi,” Vatsal began to explain, “we had no other choice but to give Roohi to Aarohi, who actually had miscarried her child out of shock of Neil’s death.”
“Why was I left thinking that a part of my heart died?”
“Please lis…” she stopped them from saying anything further as she was furious.
“No, you all are going to listen to me, I’m fed up with everyone deciding what is the best for me,” her rant was about to begin.
“Do you know how I lived all these years?”
“I was just functioning, pretending that I had moved on! I never did and never will.”
“The answer is very simple, because after everything that happened between us, I could never stop myself from loving him.”
“He left you, when you needed him the most.” Mishu yelled at her, while trying to talk sense to her.
“Even I left him, when he needed me more than any, after the surgery of his hand,” she took a little break to breathe, “yes I made a sacrifice also was gathering the proofs of Mr Kairav Goenka’s innocence, when he was blamed for Miss Anisha Birla’s death,” paused to glare at her brother, who has never seen her that angry.
No one knew what to say to calm her down as they knew everything needed to come out someday.
Harshvardhan Birla made a call to get the three evil people arrested.
“But this guy forgot everything I had done for him and blamed me for something that was no fault of mine.”
“You all are a bunch of hypocrites and some of you are even stupid for not saying no to others.” The last part of her sentence was targeting Abhimanyu and Aarohi.
She was a lot calmer now, yet some of them still hadn’t realised their own mistakes.
“I know, I’m the biggest idiot ever and you deserve much better than a man who can easily get manipulated by his mother.” Abhimanyu admitted the mistake he has made so many times instead of listening to Akshara’s side of the story.
His anger was one of the reasons why their relationship was so fickle, but also her stubbornness, and that their love wasn’t enough as they didn’t trust each other the way they should have.
“No, don’t say that, Abhi,” without noticing they were walking towards each other, “if you are an idiot, then I’m one too.”
“Would you give me one last chance to work this out?” At the same time, they asked the question to each other.
“ I would love to, Abhi, but I have trust issues.”
“You’re not the only one Akshu,” he whispered into her ear, at some point he had bent his head down.
She looked up to see the sincerity of his mesmerising eyes, she nodded.
After six years, his lips met hers, melting slowly back together as Abhira…
The End!
~AN~
Not my best, but I actually wished for a better ending for Abhira, while the directors ruined everything by giving the side characters more importance, ruining the main leads with so much potential, who have a blasting chemistry.
Portraying the fl as characterless, who falls in love any guy🤦🏽♀️ romances them, gets pregnant by them, which is so messed up.
So now Gen3 has ended and Gen4 has started with the new fl being the daughter of the previous fl and…. sadly not the ml’s child as they killed him and their son off, so now you guessed it right the bloody too good to be true side character😳
Seriously anyone with 🧠 could right a better Indian series.
I think you guys guessed what kind of characters I prefer🔥
Now my rant is definitely over🙊
And I can admire the lovely pictures we got because of the original screenwriters🙊🔥
~End of AN~
