A Shakhi FF... #Shaurya #Anokhi #ShauryaAurAnokhiKiKahani.
The Shaurya Sabharwal....
A self made business tycoon for whom his first name matters more than the surname that he carries.
Dr. Anokhi Bhalla.
A heart surgeon by profession, who fought all...
Visibly lost in her thoughts, Anokhi was standing in front of the mirror, carefully pinning her saree pallu in place.
Someone has rightly said - time really flies away. Today was Vansh and Yuvaan's first graduation ceremony, indeed a proud moment for her as their mother but six years before there was a doubt even on their existence.
Life has it's strange way of putting the right things together, she had never thought that the distorted pieces of her life's puzzle would settle down this beautifully.
Today she has everything, the most loving and doting husband like Shaurya, a part of him in the form of her two little munchkins who were the perfect symbol of their togetherness & unconditional love and a picture perfect family but things were never this beautiful before.
There was a time when life seemed impossibly hard for her.
She still remembers that day when Shaurya sent her those papers. An unexpected move and her world tripped upside down with it.
Flashback. (Anokhi's cabin, it was her last day at work at the hospital)
The fear of separation was clearly visible on her face as she glanced through those papers.
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Shaurya Sabherwal- His signature in bold audaciously glared back at her that was positioned at the bottom of the page.
Anokhi's brimmed eyes momentarily blurred her vision. For a fleeting moment that signature disappeared, and she thought she misread it but few rapid blinks and the harsh reality rushed back to her again.
Shaurya has already signed these divorce papers. For a moment Anokhi's heart refused to believe this fact.
She wanted to believe that it wasn’t real, that she would wake up from this nightmare. But the ink was real, the papers were real, and so was the excruciating pain in her chest.
Her fingers slowly traced over that ink. It was final and irreversible now.
"Nikki, divorce to tune he manga tha na... phir itni shocked kyu hai tu...." Bubli mockingly began making Anokhi flinched at her words.
Yes, she had asked for it, but she hadn’t imagined this ending. She didn’t expect him to let go so easily.
"Aur tujhe to aab khush ho jana chahiye, aakhir tune jo chaha wahi to hone ja raha hai... teri ye befizool ki zidd poori hone ja rhe hai..."
Bubli’s irritation spiked up insanely as she began pacing in the room but Anokhi didn’t move.
She continued staring at the papers in her hand as though they held the answers to those questions she was too afraid to ask.
"Kaun karta hai aisa bhala, haan batao... Apni he grihasti mein aise aag kaun lagata hai..." saying so bubli looked at reema...
"Aur ek baat bata tu mujhe.... galat ya sahi... Shaurya sir ne jo kuch bhi kiya wo shagun ke saath kiya tha na... aur wo unka past tha... tujhe kya zaroorat thi unke kal ko apne aaj mein jagah dene ki..."
