The stage was set... The characters were ready.... Everything perfectly on its place....

The Great VRS ready in his armaani tux...a cunning smile on his face but a shattering hurt......

Today he will acquire his revenge.. he will win... But the win is the biggest failure of his life.... Knowingly he himself set the stage...

VR ki zindagi mein sab kuch set hai.. wahi hota hai joh Vansh chahtaa... Hai..... Today when he remembers his dialogue a sad smile creeps on his face....

Yup... Everything was settled in his life... Until that girl came... Thee girl who took his heart away....... For the first time he chose his heart over his brain.....

Dhoke ki aukaat nhi ki Vansh ka mazaak banaa Dee... Aur dhoka Dene waale ki itni majaal nhi ki dhokha de aur Bach nikle... He was firm on his thinking and nothing in the world can change the this... Be it anyone... Agar dhokha diyaa hai toh dhokhe ki bharpaayi karni hogi... Chahe uski keemat kitni badi kyon na ho ... Chahe woh saamne waale ko barbaad kare yah khud tumhe....

He knew today he was going to destroy his own life with his own hands ....

Chahu toh abhi isi wakt sab kuch badal doo.... Par yeh khayaal ki tumhaara pehala pyaar mein nhi thaa... Yeh mujhe andar hi andar khokla karr raha hai....

Tum meri hokar bhi kabhi meri nahi thi...... Shadi ke saath phere mere saath aur waafaa kisi aur ke saath....

Tumhara pyaar ek khoobsurat jhalaawa thaa jaan... Aisa khoobsurat jhalaawa jisne mujhe apne andar jakad liya.. aur cheer ke rakh diya....

Vansh Raisinghania jo apni parchaayi par par bhi yakeen nhi kartaa tha.. tumhe apni Rooh aur ibaadat banaa baitha... Aur milaa kya ... Dard... Sirf aur sirf dard......

The fake media on its place... The family members acquiring the stage ....

Only Riddhima's arrival awaited......

Tumse tumhaari sabse keemti cheez cheen loonga jaan... Uss dard ka ehsaas tumhe bhi hona chahiye jaan tumhaare aankho ke saamne tumhaara ishq ko kisi aur ka hota hua dekh Jo dard mehasoos hota hai... Woh dard jab tumhe yeh pataa chalega ki jispe haq tumhara tha ab woh kisi aur ka ho chuka hai.....

Kyon jaan.. kyon... Bhula kyon nhi diya tumne...uss Kabir ko... Agar bhula deti toh aaj yeh pal kitne khoobsurat hote jaan... Mujhse beintehaa ishq aur wafaa nibhaya hota toh aaj tum meri baahon mein hoti... Kitni khoobsurat hoti hamaari zindagi....

Boss... Bhabhi abhi tak nhi aayi...Angre raised concern....

Woh zaroor ayegi angre... Aana hoga usse.... Vansh reverted... His empty eyes fixed at the door....

Seconds and minutes passed by still no traces of her....

A huge commotion happening outside VR Mansion..... Policemen entering in......

His face scrunched at the arrival of unexpected guests....

Mr Vansh Raisinghania......

Yess inspector... Directing Angre to clear up the media.. he went to the inspector .....

A lady was found dead at the south course extension road.... Getting into further investigation we came to the conclusion that it was Mrs Riddhima Vansh Raisinghania...

His surroundings freezed... Numbness prevailed.... Unable to process the information....

Boss... Boss.... Angre shook him...

Haa....Vansh spoke getting back to his senses...

Woh bhabhi... Angre spoke....

Mr Raisinghania if you could please come with uss to the general hospital and identify the body we could get to a final conclusion and get all the formalities done.... The inspector explained....

Nodding his head without speaking a word... He started walking... His surroundings appeared faded......

Reaching the main gate of the morgue...Angre stopped the car... Moving towards the passenger seat... He informed his boss about the arrival...

Boss... Hum.... Hum pahunch gaye....

Keeping his straight posture he stepped out of the car...

Reaching inside the morgue... The smell of pungent chemicals filled his nostrils... The coldness seeped into his soul...

He could hear faint voices of people from outside.... Hustle bustle... Cries of people who lost their loved ones....

But it seemed as if nothing affected him...... The emptiness in his soul was depicted clearly through his eyes....

Like a machine he followed the ward boy...

Reaching near a stretcher covered with a white cloth.... The ward boy stopped....

Vansh was shockingly so calm... And this scared angre even more.... His boss is more dangerous when he is calm....

A nod from the inspector and the ward boy lifted the white cloth......

A sight which he never wanted to see... A sight which he never imagined... A sight he neither wanted to imagine.... He wanted to just mentally break her... Make her feel the pain... But.... Harming her physically... Was never an option.. never ever he would do that.... A Scratch on her body was intolerable and here...

The angelic face which Always calmed him was all pale ... With a deep scar on her head.... The smile which bloomed his surroundings was no where to be seen...

The traces of sindoor were clearly visible on her hairline....

Sir... The inspector called him... Yeh inki body se mile hain.... The inspector showed him her mangalsutra... The mangalsutra that always adorned her neck..... The sacred thread which tied them together.... Her engagement ring.. he still remembers the day when he made her wear that.... She was trembling... And he was proud over the fact that he took the first step to mark her..... And finally the big diamond ring that he gave her yesterday night...how happy was she... He still remembers her smile....

Forwarding his palm he took her belongings... Clutching it tightly in his hand.....

He again glanced at her face... His deep orbs... Focusing on her.... He lifted his other hand and brought it closer to her face.... Gathering the courage to feel her one last time.... But his hands trembled...... A lone tear escaped his eyes.... But his face still Stoic devoid of any emotions... He pulled his hand back... He didn't have the courage... No.. he can't do this....

Turning around and Clutching her mangalsutra in his hands tightly... He took long strides outside...

Boss... Boss... Angre tried to call him... But it was as if he was in some sort of spell.....

As he was walking out all the events played in his mind..... Their first meet... Her arrival in his world... Their marriage.... Their confrontation... The navratri they celebrated... No one could make his mother's clothes more beautiful than her...... The first karwachauth that made him feel he was also important for someone..... His breakdown.... Her warmth... The most beautiful night of his life.... The night he marked her...

It had already started drizzling when he exited the hospital... But nothing affected him..... He kept moving into nothingness....

Aaj Vansh apni zindagi ki sabse badi Jang haar gayaa..... Apne aap ko tabah kar gaya.......

Jiski hifazat karna meri zimadaari aur Mera haq tha usi ko apne haathon maut ko saunp ke aa gayaa...... Aisi galti kar baithaa jiski koi maafi hi nhi....

Kya koi nhi thaa joh mujhe agaah kare... Kyaa koi nhi hai joh sab badal sake... Meri jaan ko waapas laa sake...

Tumhaare Ishq mein hamesha se deewana rahaa hoon... Itna Deewaana ki uss diwangi mein tumhe hi tabah kar diya... Itni dooor bhej diya ki naa tum mujhe sun sakti ho aur na mein tumhe.....

Vansh tabah hogayaa apni iss deewangi ke aag mein....

Yeh ishq nhi asaan ik aag ka dariya hai aur doob ke jaanaa hai....

Tere Ishq mein marjawan......