The Forgotten Bond

Chapter 20

Shrutkarma, a young soul burdened by the weight of neglect, trudged towards his room, tears staining his cheeks. The echoes of his shattered heart resonated through the desolate corridors of his emotions. From the outset, he felt like a mere shadow, unnoticed and unacknowledged, his existence taken for granted.

The roots of his anguish lay in the relentless pressure imposed by his parents. Their expectations overshadowed the essence of familial love. In the quest for success, they unknowingly abandoned the tender connections that should have bound them together.

In the silence of his room, Shrutkarma grappled with the darkness within, contemplating an escape from the pain that clung to him like a relentless shadow. The absence of love, the void in his heart, became an unbearable burden.

In the dimly lit room, Shrutkarma sank into his bed, shutting the door behind him. His eyes, swollen and bloodshot, mirrored the pain etched on his face. As he settled, a haunting flashback unfolded—a reel of mistreatment that played relentlessly in his mind.

Images of his prized possession, a token of solace, tossed callously by his own father, replayed vividly. The shards of shattered dreams lay scattered on the floor. He had always believed his father's coldness was rooted in his less skills , but now, he questioned why he seemed undeserving of love.

The relentless pounding on Shrutkarma's door pulled him from the shadows of his despair. A muffled voice called out, cutting through the silence. It was , his wife, Adhya. Weak and broken, Shrutkarma hesitated to open the door, but Adhya's persistent pleas and Kriti's barrage of questions forced him to face the confrontation awaiting him.

As the door creaked open, Shrutkarma's tear-streaked face met Adhya's gaze. He could see the worry etched on her features. In a rush of emotions, he couldn't contain the words that tumbled out—a raw admission of feeling unworthy, talentless, hopeless, a perceived curse upon the family.

His anguished screams reverberated through the room, a desperate plea for validation. Adhya, standing there, rooted in the face of his torment, could only respond with tears streaming down her face. The weight of Shrutkarma's pain hung heavy in the air, leaving an unsettling stillness that enveloped them all.

Amidst the echoes of Shrutkarma's despair, Adhya gently guided Kriti away, cradling her in an embrace that spoke of reassurance. As Shrutkarma's heart poured out its anguish, Adhya's voice rose with a soft strength.

No, Arya, don't let darkness consume you," she whispered, her fingers tenderly brushing away the tears on Kriti's cheeks. In that fragile moment, Adhya cupped Shrutkarma's face, her eyes reflecting a love that defied the shadows.

"You are not unworthy, not talentless, not hopeless," Adhya spoke, her voice a soothing melody in the midst of chaos. "You are a beacon of light in our lives, and this family is bound by more than just the struggles we face."

In the warmth of their shared gaze, Adhya continued to hold Shrutkarma's face, her touch an anchor in the storm. "Let love be the balm that heals your wounds, Arya. We're here for you, and together, we'll overcome any darkness that tries to tear us apart."

Kriti's eyes, shimmering with love, locked onto Adhya's gaze. In the quiet room, he embraced her with a tenderness that spoke volumes. With a heart heavy with emotions, he hugged her tightly, finding solace in the haven of her arms. Gently, he lowered his head onto her lap, surrendering to the vulnerability of the moment.

In the soft glow of the room, Kriti spoke, his voice a whispered affirmation of the connection they shared, "You know, Adhya, I consider myself incredibly fortunate to have you by my side. In the midst of life's storms, you are my anchor, my sanctuary."

Adhya, running her fingers through his hair, smiled softly, the warmth of her touch echoing the love that enveloped them. Kriti continued, "We've faced challenges, but with you, every hurdle feels conquerable. I believe in us, in this enduring bond that we've forged. Together, we'll navigate the journey of life, hand in hand, forever and ever."

Adhya, her eyes reflecting a newfound determination, smiled tenderly at kriti. With a gentle touch, she kissed his forehead, a silent promise of unwavering support. "Yes, Arya, it's time for us to start a new chapter, leaving behind the pain and suffering of the past. Our love will be the anchor that guides us through this journey."

As she spoke, Adhya's fingers intertwined with kriti's, creating a connection that transcended words. "Imagine our future," she continued, her voice carrying a hint of excitement. "A small, cute family, filled with laughter and warmth. A home where love blossoms, and each day is a celebration of our shared dreams."

In the soft glow of the room, kriti looked into Adhya's eyes, seeing a vision of hope and possibility. "Together, Arya, we'll create a haven of love and joy, leaving behind the shadows that once haunted us. Our new life awaits, and I can't wait to build it with you," she whispered, sealing their commitment with another gentle kiss on his forehead.

Kriti's smile radiated warmth as he gazed at Adhya, their shared vision of a new beginning sparking excitement in his eyes. "Yes, Adhya, let's start a new family—just you and me—living happily ever after. Our life together will be filled with joy and fun, and having you in my arms is the most precious gift from the heavens."

With an affectionate gesture, he gently joined his nose to hers, a tender Eskimo kiss sealing their shared dreams. "Tomorrow, we embark on our journey to Swarnaprastha, our home. A place where our love will bloom, and every moment will be a testament to the happiness we create together," he said, his smile revealing the anticipation of the adventures that awaited them.

In the soft glow of the moment, Kriti and Adhya embraced the promise of a shared future, their hearts entwined in a love story that unfolded with each beat.

Finally They are heading back to start their life...wohooo !!

What will be reaction of Arjuna and Draupadi?

Will Arjuna stop Kriti? Or situation will be worse??