Chapter - XXII [Sab kuch Hi Mitaa denge]

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Writer's note

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Writer's note

Hello dear readers!!! I know, it has been a long long break from my part. I truly apologize for that. I went through a long writer's block and had to fulfill other commitments so couldn't write much but I am back to writing. The show has gone haywire but as usual I am trying to potray the story that I always wanted to see in the show. Hope you like it. Lots of love🩷

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Press On.....Most Eligible Bachelor Finally Hitched......Forward......Most Handsome Man is no longer Single......Forward.....Love is in the Air......Forward....They are painting the town Red.....Forward.......Mr. Kapadia Loves Desi Girllll!!!.....Thudddddd.

Vanraj Shah sat in the dimly lit room as the flickering light from the television illuminated his despair. In rage, he tossed and threw the remote, its impact resonating with a thud that echoed the turmoil within him. Each news channel on the screen covered the most astonishing proposal of the year, a proposal that had shattered his world into fragments of disbelief.

Breathing hard, he couldn't tear his gaze away from the letter that lay before him, His trembling hand reached out, crumpling the paper he glanced at a photo frame on the nearby table, tears welled up in his eyes. In that frame, frozen in happier times, he saw himself and his wife, surrounded by the innocent smiles of their children. It was a snapshot of a once blissful family, that had now been reduced to ashes by the fire of his karma. He threw the crumpled paper aside, and without looking back he walked out of the house leaving Baa worried more than ever.

Under the canopy of the night sky, Mr. Kapadia, the man whose heart was aglow with unparalleled happiness, strolled along the near-deserted road. By his side, he held the love of his life, Anupamaa, their fingers intertwined, relishing every sip of love. Anupamaa, slightly kept her head on his shoulders embracing his safety that she never felt before in life.
In their shared silence, gestures spoke volumes, communicating emotions that words could scarcely capture. Yet, amidst this silent serenade, Mr. Kapadia couldn't help but steal occasional glances at Anupamaa. He noticed a hint of discomfort in her expressions.
He stopped walking and stood, smiling at her.
Anupamaa, taken aback by this unexpected pause, met his eyes with a sense of wonder. Then, in an act of chivalry, he knelt to the ground and began to unlace her uncomfortable high heels.
Her balance wavered momentarily, and she instinctively grasped his shoulders for support. His fingers, warm and tender, brushed against her ankles, sending shivers down her spine.

"Anuj ye kya kar rhe Hain aap??"
"Mai...Mai to letne wala hoo abhi. Road Pe letna pasand hai na mujhe." he quipped playfully.

Anupamaa, giggled and playfully swatted at him.

"Arey tumne ye kekde Wale sandles pehli baar pehne hai to chalne me dard ho rha hoga Naa. Aur abhi 2 km baki hai madam tumhare Ghar Tak."

she found herself living out her very own Cinderella moment in the midst of the quiet road. A radiant smile adorned her face as he slipped sneakers onto her feet, carefully securing the laces.

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