Dear Diary, 

 Today was a day that I will never forget. Aarohi blamed me for Sirat Mumma's death. I was devastated, heartbroken, and felt like my world had come crashing down around me.I know that Aarohi is still grieving and trying to process the loss of Sirat Mumma, but to hear her say that I was responsible for her death was like a knife to the heart. 

I felt like I had been punched in the gut, and I couldn't breathe.I tried to explain to Aarohi that it was an accident, that I had tried to stop her from going to Sirat Mumma, but she wouldn't listen. She just kept saying that if I had been faster, if I had been more careful, Sirat Mumma would still be alive.I felt like I was being torn apart, like I was being ripped into a million pieces. 

I didn't know how to respond, how to defend myself against Aarohi's accusations. All I could do was stand there, frozen in shock and pain, as Aarohi's words cut deep into my soul.I know that Aarohi didn't mean to hurt me, that she was just lashing out in her grief and anger. But it's hard to shake off the feeling of guilt and responsibility that she has placed on me.

 I keep thinking about what I could have done differently, what I could have done to prevent Sirat Mumma's death.But deep down, I know that it was an accident, that it was not my fault. I know that I did everything I could to try and stop Aarohi, to try and prevent Sirat Mumma from getting hurt. 

But it's hard to convince myself of that when Aarohi is blaming me, when she is making me feel like I am responsible for Sirat Mumma's death.I don't know how to move forward from here, how to heal and recover from this wound. 

I don't know how to repair my relationship with Aarohi, how to make her see that I am not to blame for Sirat Mumma's death. All I can do is hope that with time, she will come to realize the truth, that she will come to forgive me and understand that it was not my fault. 

 Until then, I am left to pick up the pieces of my shattered heart, to try and put myself back together again. I am left to wonder if I will ever be able to heal, if I will ever be able to move on from this tragedy. 

 Yours truly,Akshara Goenka

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Dear Diary, 

 Today, my Bade Papa made a decision that has left me feeling shocked and heartbroken. He has decided to send me to a hostel, away from home, for Aarohi's well-being. I couldn't believe what I was hearing when he told me. Me, Akshara, the one who has always been there for Aarohi, the one who has always taken care of her, is now being sent away from her. 

 I know that Aarohi is still grieving and struggling to come to terms with the loss of Sirat Mumma, and I want to be there for her, to support her and help her through this difficult time. But Bade Papa thinks that my presence is not good for Aarohi, that it's reminding her of the tragedy and making her feel worse. 

 I don't know how to feel about this decision. A part of me understands that Bade Papa wants what's best for Aarohi, but another part of me feels like I'm being punished, like I'm being blamed for something that's not my fault. I feel like I'm being torn away from my family, from the people I love, and it's breaking my heart.

 I'm going to miss Aarohi so much, I'm going to miss our laughter, our fights, our late-night conversations. I'm going to miss our silly jokes and our deep talks. I'm going to miss everything about her, and I don't know how I'm going to cope without her.I'm also going to miss Bade Papa and the rest of the family. 

I'm going to miss our family dinners, our gatherings, our celebrations. I'm going to miss the feeling of being part of a family, of being loved and cared for.I don't know what the future holds, but I know that I'm going to have to be strong, for myself and for Aarohi.

 I'm going to have to find a way to make this work, to make the best of this situation. I'm going to have to learn to live without my family, without the people I love, and it's going to be one of the hardest things I've ever had to do. 

 As I write this, I'm filled with tears and sadness. I'm going to miss my family, I'm going to miss my home, and I'm going to miss the life I knew. But I'm also going to hold on to the hope that one day, I'll be back with my family, that one day, I'll be able to go back to the life I knew and loved. 

 Yours truly,Akshara Goenka

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Dear Diary, 

 Today is a day I've been dreading and anticipating for years. I'm finally returning to Goenka Villa, the place I once called home. It's been years since I left, and I've been living in a hostel, trying to move on with my life. But now, I'm coming back, and I'm not sure what to expect.As I step out of the car and look at the villa, I'm hit with a wave of nostalgia.

 Everything looks the same, yet everything feels different. I can feel the weight of memories bearing down on me, memories of happy times, of sad times, of times I'd rather forget.But the one thing that's been on my mind the most is Aarohi. 

My sister, my friend, my enemy. We didn't part on good terms, and I've often wondered what she's been up to all these years. Has she forgiven me? Has she moved on?As I walk towards the villa, I can feel my heart racing. I'm not sure what I'll find inside. Will Aarohi be happy to see me? Will she be angry? Will she even acknowledge me?

 I take a deep breath and push open the door. The villa is quiet, except for the sound of footsteps coming from the living room. I follow the sound, and that's when I see her. Aarohi. She's standing by the window, looking out at the garden.

 She looks different, yet the same. Her hair is longer, her eyes seem deeper, but the spark in her eyes is still the same.For a moment, we just stare at each other. I can feel the tension between us, the unspoken words, the unresolved issues. I'm not sure what to say, what to do.

 Part of me wants to run to her, to hug her, to apologize for everything. But another part of me is scared, scared of rejection, scared of hurt.Aarohi is the first to break the silence. She turns to me, her eyes narrowing slightly as she takes in my appearance.

 "Akshara," she says, her voice neutral.I swallow hard, trying to find my voice. "Aarohi," I reply, trying to sound calm.We stand there for a moment, the only sound being the ticking of the clock. I can feel the weight of our past bearing down on us, the weight of our unresolved issues. I know that this is just the beginning, that we have a long way to go before we can even think about healing, about moving on. 

 But for now, I'm just glad to be back, to be home. I'm glad to see Aarohi, even if it's just for a moment. I'm glad to have the chance to make things right, to try and repair our relationship.As I look at Aarohi, I know that this is just the beginning of a new chapter in our lives. A chapter of forgiveness, of healing, of moving on. And I'm ready to face it, head-on.

 Yours truly,Akshara Goenka

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Dear Diary,

 As I stood there, facing Aarohi, I couldn't help but feel a sense of uncertainty. Maybe she didn't forgive me for the mistake that happened all those years ago. Maybe she still holds me responsible for Sirat Mumma's death. 

 The thought sent a pang of guilt and regret through my heart. I had always hoped that with time, Aarohi would come to understand that it was an accident, that I never meant for anything to happen to Sirat Mumma. 

But now, as I look into her eyes, I'm not so sure.Aarohi's expression is unreadable, her eyes a mask of indifference. But I can sense the tension in her body, the stiffness in her shoulders. She's not happy to see me, that's for sure.

 I try to remember the last time we spoke, the last time we were together. It was all so long ago, and yet the memories still feel fresh, still feel raw. I remember the pain and the anger in her eyes, the hurt and the betrayal.And now, as I stand here, facing her, I realize that maybe I was wrong to think that she had forgiven me. 

Maybe she's still carrying around the same pain and anger, maybe she's still blaming me for what happened.The thought is devastating, and I feel a wave of sadness wash over me. I had hoped that we could move on, that we could put the past behind us and start anew. 

But now, I'm not so sure.As I look at Aarohi, I see a stranger, a person who is no longer the sister I once knew. And I wonder, will we ever be able to go back to the way things were? Will we ever be able to forgive and forget?I don't know, diary. All I know is that I'm willing to try, to do whatever it takes to make things right between us. But I'm not sure if Aarohi feels the same way.

 Yours truly,Akshara Goenka

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Dear Diary,

 I just heard the most amazing news! Aarohi has topped the entire Rajasthan in the medical examination! I couldn't believe it when I heard it. I'm so proud of her, diary. She's always been a brilliant student, but this is just incredible. 

 I remember when we were kids, Aarohi would always be so focused on her studies. She would spend hours poring over her books, determined to get the best grades. And now, all her hard work has paid off. I'm not surprised, though.

 Aarohi has always been a perfectionist. She sets her sights on something and then works tirelessly to achieve it. And now, she's achieved something truly remarkable. I wish I could be there to congratulate her in person, but I'm not sure if she'd even want to see me. Our relationship is still... complicated, to say the least.

 But despite all the tension between us, I'm genuinely happy for her. She deserves this success, and I hope she's proud of herself too. I wonder what this means for her future, diary. Will she go on to become a brilliant doctor? Will she make a name for herself in the medical field? 

The possibilities are endless, and I have no doubt that Aarohi will achieve great things. As I think about Aarohi's success, I'm reminded of the sacrifices she must have made to get to this point. The long hours of studying, the endless cups of coffee, the sleepless nights.

 It's not easy to achieve something like this, and I have to admire her dedication and perseverance. I hope that one day, Aarohi and I can put our differences behind us and be proud of each other's accomplishments.

 I hope that we can be sisters again, supporting and encouraging each other as we navigate the ups and downs of life. But for now, I'll just have to be happy for her from afar. Congratulations, Aarohi! You deserve every bit of this success. 

 Yours truly, Akshara Goenka