RAJVEERAs soon as I heard that, I went completely numb. I stared at the doctor and then out of a sudden, I joined my hands."Doctor, please... Please save her... I can't live without her. Please, do something," I cried out, joining my hands in front of the doctor and basically begging.The doctor immediately held my hands and rubbed my arms."Me Raichand... Please... Please be calm. We're trying our best. But the situation is so bad, that even we're helpless," the doctor spoke in a lost voice."There must be any way. Any certain way to save her," I sobbed."There is, but we aren't sure about the success rate. Also, it's the only way to save her," the doctor spoke.I looked at the doctor, and somewhat the doctor's words gave me a sigh of relief and I felt hopeful again."What's that?" I asked, getting impatient."Plasma treatment. We will need at least four units of plasma from the blood of covid recovered patients," he informed."How... How much time do I have?" I asked."Well, it wo
5 years later…DIYAI was surfing on the internet on my laptop when out of a sudden an email popped on my notification bar. I immediately opened the notification, and a wide smile appeared on my lips. I immediately placed my laptop on the bed and started jumping on the bed out of happiness."Yaay... Yaay... Yaay... Finally.." I screamed in excitement.That's when Maa and Bhaiya entered the room."What happened?" Maa asked, noticing my happiness."I will tell you guys later, but first, give me a hug," I screamed and hugged them tightly.And then, three of us started jumping in excitement.It was just me who knew the reason for my happiness, while my mother and Bhaiya became happy after seeing me happy.After a while, I dialled a number and waited for him to pick it up."Where are you?" I asked, as soon as he picked up the call."At work," he replied in a serious voice."Okay," I replied and immediately hung up the call."This is going to be the best day of his life," I told myself and
1 year later…DIYAI was looking at myself at the mirror. Adoring a bridal attire, I felt extremely nervous. A red saree, golden jewellery, bridal make up and what not. I felt like a royalty in that attire.But with that heavy attire, there was a heaviness in my heart as well. I felt extremely anxious. Today, I was getting married to Raj and I should have been the happiest, but I don't know why, I was extremely nervous and a bit scared.I have endured so much in my life, I had went through so much, and today, I don't know why, but I was getting reminded of every moment of my life. I wondered about Raj and the ups and downs we went through in our relationship. Our fights, our misunderstandings and what not. In these years, we were like every other couple, and we had our fair share of ups and downs. And today, I was having flashbacks of every moment that I had spent with Raj. "Today, I am getting married to him. I will be officially Mrs Diya Rajveer Raichand from today. Today, we will
Three Years LaterRAJVEER"You don't have to worry for a single minute. Ved will take care of his sister. You just come with me," I muttered as I was convincing my wife for a dinner date."But this is wrong, Raj. We're going to eat out, and we aren't taking our kids with us," she complained."Because, this is a date between you two. Why should we interrupt between your romantic moments," Ved barged in."Ved!" She gasped."Now get out or I'll kick you both out," he teased her.The way Ved and Diya have bonded over, I love it. Ved, now a twenty year old adult, doesn't mind calling Diya as her mother and yet has a friendly bond with her. And my son adores his little sister too."Fine!" Diya rolled her eyes.I knew this woman was pretending that she isn't interested in going on a date with me but deep inside, she would be jumping of excitement."Shall we?" I winked at her."Okay!" She smiled.As I held her hand, we walked towards our car. I got the door for her and she just stared at me.
"I want Diya with me."I felt like my heart skipped a beat when I heard his words from the other room. I recognized his voice; it was him. He's finally here to take me with him. A glorious smile was carved on my face while tears of joy welled up in my eyes. After all this time, I will finally be with him, and that's all I've ever wanted in my life."Have you lost your senses? If not, get out of here. And if so, please allow me to kick you out."Next, I heard a voice filled with hate, and it was none other than my older brother's. I don't know why he hates him and why he hates me. Why doesn't he want my happiness?"Daksh, be quiet. Let's not forget who he is."No, Mom, not you, please. I wanted to leave this place, stand beside him, and tell him that these people are not worth talking to. Let's walk away from here. But I couldn't. Mom had locked me inside this room and threatened me that if I made a single noise, she would harm Dad. I can't let anyone harm Dad.I looked at Dad with tea
It was the time for the cremation of Mrs. Leena Raichand. She was lying lifeless on the pyre while a few people from the family surrounded her.The atmosphere was tragic, and the scenery complimented the feeling of grief. A barren ground on the Riverside. The weather was cloudy, while the chirping of birds could be heard minutely. The silence was scattered all around except the chanting of the pandit ji, who was fulfilling the rituals before she would be cremated.The lifeless woman was adorned with beautiful ornaments and looked like a bride, except for the fact, that she wasn't. People surrounding her looked upset, but the lack of tears didn't explain their grief. Their expressions, in turn, explained how dear was she to all of them."Mr. Raichand, we shall proceed further," the pandit ji spoke as he was done chanting the mantras.Mr. Raichand quietly nodded as he picked up a piece of the wooden log which was lit with fire and proceeded towards the pyre. He looked upset and why he w
DIYA"Mr. Rajveer Raichand?"I looked at my elder brother, completely surprised. I mean he works for Raichand's, they are one of the richest families in Kolkata."Yeah, but he isn't my immediate boss," bhaiya smiled uncomfortably. "Then who is?" I curiously asked him. I don't know why, but I felt eager to know about the Raichand's. But then, I noticed bhaiya's expressions, his face looked pale when I questioned him. He looked nervous but why should he be nervous?"Why so many questions? You're young right now, you won't understand," he tapped my shoulders while saying that."I am just two years younger than you, Bhaiya," I responded, looking at him.Is Bhaiya hiding things from me? If yes then what and why? And if Bhaiya is working for Raichand's, he should earn so much, but he isn't, where is the money?Baba's treatment has made our survival tough. Seventy percent of what we earn goes to baba's treatment and medicines, and with that rest thirty percent, we barely even manage to sur
RAJVEERThe moment I entered the warehouse, my eyes fell on that kid named Diya. I noticed that she was looking at me, or I should say staring at me. Her stare was kind of creepy, but somehow I didn't feel uncomfortable. I just felt something different. A feeling that I have never felt before, not even when I saw Leena ever in my life.I turned towards Ahmed to know the reason why he had called me here. I know it was something related to money, and I have told my men to ask me for decisions about money, no matter how trivial the matter is, I should be informed. But before that, I needed to scold him as my family is mourning my dead wife and I should have been with them."What happened Ahmed? Why did you call me urgently? Have you forgotten the fact that my family is grieving and I am in no mood to work for thirteen days," I said in a firm voice so that I looked devastated after my wife's death."Sorry, but who died?"The next moment, I heard that girl's voice asking who died. And I fe