Chapter 1
Before the laughter of the little girl filled with their home, there was silence. A heavy silence with unanswered prayers, broken dreams, and countless nights of whispered questions to the universe. A pain which breaks you from inside but still you smile, a pain which drags you still you have to rise, a pain which shadows you with darkness but still you have to bring ray of hope again and again, a pain which breaks your trust, hopes , believes which scatters you in and out but still you have to gather those scattered pieces. For Rachit and Jasmine, the road to parenthood wasn't lined with joy and ease- it was paved with scattered emotions, pain, injections, tears and society's unkind whispers.
Two miscarriages had left them shattered. Three failed IUIs tested their patience. one unsuccessful IVF nearly broke their hope. Each attempt came with own roller coaster: rise of expectation, the plunge into despair. And through it all, she carried not just the weight of her body but the weight of the world's judgement, helpless feelings and the breaking hopes, prayers.
Yet in the midst of it, love stood like a rock. Every morning, Rachit reminded Jasmine 'we will deal together. No matter what we will be together' . The life's were against them but the love made them fight against society, the dark reality which sheds the people, to wake up every morning with that feeling, living with that helplessness can't be done without the medicine of love.
"And yet, though every storm, they held on ------- to each other, to love and to the fragile thread of hope that refused to break. The world saw their struggle, but only they knew the silent wars fought behind closed doors, the prayers whispered into the night, and the courage it took to wake up each morning and try again. Their story, though drenched in pain, was for from over ----- for sometimes, destiny waits for the right moment to unfold its most unexpected miracle" 
