What would I do without you [OS]

The Brar mansion was enveloped in a somber silence, a stark contrast to the vibrant life it once held. Sahiba’s sudden and tragic death had left an indelible void in the hearts of those she had touched, but none more so than Angad. The pain of losing her was compounded by his guilt over their past, and the fact that their son, Akeer, refused to accept him as his father.

Angad sat in their bedroom, the room that now felt cold and empty without Sahiba’s presence. He clutched a photo of them together, tears streaming down his face as he recalled the moments they had shared. Moments tainted by his past actions, actions that now haunted him.

“Why, Sahiba? Why did you have to go?” he whispered to the empty room, his voice breaking with sorrow. He remembered the times he had hurt her, the words he wished he could take back.

Akeer, their son, was struggling with his own grief. He blamed Angad for Sahiba’s death, convinced that his father’s treatment of her had driven her to an early grave. He avoided Angad, his young heart filled with anger and pain.

One afternoon, Angad tried to reach out to Akeer. “Akeer, can we talk?” he asked gently.

Akeer glared at him, tears of anger in his eyes. “Why should I talk to you? You’re the reason Mama is gone!”

Angad’s heart shattered at his son’s words. “I know, Akeer. I know I’ve made mistakes. But I loved your mother, and I love you. Please, let’s try to get through this together.”

But Akeer turned away, refusing to listen. Angad watched him go, feeling more alone than ever.

Angad’s family rallied around him, trying to offer comfort and support. His brother, Garry, often sat with him, holding his hand as he cried.

“Angad, you need to forgive yourself,” Garry said softly one evening. “Sahiba wouldn’t want you to be like this.”

“How can I forgive myself, Garry? I hurt her so much. I don’t deserve forgiveness,” Angad replied, his voice thick with guilt.

His mother, Manveer, joined them, placing a comforting hand on his shoulder. “We all make mistakes, Angad. What matters is that you learn from them and try to be better. For Akeer’s sake, you need to stay strong.”

Despite their efforts, Angad’s despair deepened. One night, unable to bear the pain any longer, he decided to end his suffering. He wrote a letter to his family, apologizing and expressing his love, then made his way to the roof of the mansion.

As he stood on the edge, looking down, the wind whipping around him, he thought of Sahiba and Akeer. “I’m so sorry,” he whispered.

Just as he was about to step off, he heard a small, desperate voice. “Papa, no!”

Angad turned to see Akeer running towards him, tears streaming down his face. “Please, Papa, don’t do it!”

Angad stepped back from the edge, his heart pounding. “Akeer...”

Akeer ran into his arms, sobbing. “I don’t want to lose you too. I’m sorry, Papa. I know you loved Mama. Please don’t leave me.”

Angad held his son tightly, his own tears falling freely. “I’m so sorry, Akeer. I never meant to hurt you or your mother. I love you so much

Over the following weeks, Angad and Akeer began to heal together. They talked about Sahiba, sharing memories and finding comfort in each other. Akeer slowly began to accept Angad as his father, and Angad dedicated himself to being the best father he could be.

One evening, as they sat together looking at a photo album, Akeer took Angad’s hand. “Papa, I know Mama loved you. And I love you too. We can get through this, together.”

Angad hugged his son, feeling a glimmer of hope for the first time in months. “Yes, Akeer. Together, we can.”

With the support of their family, Angad and Akeer started to move forward. They honored Sahiba’s memory by living their lives with love and compassion, and their bond grew stronger each day.

Though the pain of losing Sahiba never fully disappeared, Angad found solace in his son’s love and the strength of his family. They faced the future with hope, knowing that Sahiba’s spirit would always be with them.

And so, the Brar mansion, once filled with sorrow, began to echo with laughter and love once more. Angad and Akeer’s journey was far from over, but they knew they could face any challenge together, as a family.