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Abhimanyu stood frozen, staring at the woman who looked exactly like his beloved Meera. Raina noticed his friend's intense gaze and quickly intervened.

"Don't even think about hitting on her," he warned, seeing the speechless expression on Abhimanyu's face.

Ignoring Raina's words, Abhimanyu pushed through the crowd, his heart racing. Raina, shocked and confused, followed him closely, calling out, "Abhi, what the hell are you doing?"

But Abhimanyu was undeterred. He reached the woman and, without hesitation, threw his arms around her, pulling her into a bone-crushing hug. The familiarity of her scent and the feel of her in his arms overwhelmed him.

"Meera, I missed you so much," he murmured, tears glistening in his eyes. "I have so much to tell you."

The woman, taken aback and irritated, shoved him away. "Who the fuck are you?" she snapped, glaring at him.

"What's wrong with you? I don't know you!"

She turned her attention back to the person in the swimming pool, completely dismissing Abhimanyu.

"And you," she shouted at the woman struggling to stay afloat, "if I see you near my brother again, I'll break your legs!" The frightened woman quickly swam away, not wanting any more trouble.

Abhimanyu stood there, stunned. This couldn't be his Meera. His Meera was kind, gentle, and soft-hearted. He couldn't reconcile this aggressive, foul-mouthed woman with the one he loved. As he looked at her revealing clothes, he gasped. The young men around the pool were ogling her exposed legs and chest, making him furious. He glared at them, then quickly removed his shirt and wrapped it around her.

"What the hell are you doing?" she demanded, looking at him incredulously.

Ignoring her protests, he continued to cover her properly.

"You're soaking wet, and your dress is loosening up," he whispered in her ear. His proximity made her heart race, and she frowned, feeling confused and vulnerable. She pushed him away again and stormed off, wrapping her arms around the shirt.

Raina finally caught up, panting. "Why didn't you listen to me? I told you to stay away from her!"

Abhimanyu, still in a daze, replied, "She looked interesting."

Raina shook his head in exasperation. "She's off-limits, Abhi. Trust me."

"Why?" Abhimanyu asked, his heart sinking.

Raina sighed. "Because she's engaged to a Minister's son. You really don't want to get involved with her. She's trouble, and her fiancé is even worse."

Abhimanyu felt a pang of disappointment and confusion. How could this be happening? He had found Meera, only to discover that she was nothing like the woman he had loved. This Meera was entangled in a world of danger and deceit, and he had no idea how to reach her.

As they left the pub, Abhimanyu's mind was in turmoil. He couldn't shake the image of Meera from his mind, but he knew he had to be careful. This new world was full of complexities and dangers he hadn't anticipated. He needed to find a way to navigate it, to find the truth about Meera, and to understand his place in this strange, modern era.

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Abhimanyu sat by his father's bedside, carefully pouring medicine into a spoon and handing it to him. The room was quiet, save for the gentle hum of the IV machine. Rajesh Mehrotra looked tired but seemed to draw strength from his son's presence.

"How are you feeling now, Dad?" Abhimanyu asked, his voice filled with concern.

Rajesh took the medicine and nodded slightly. "I'm feeling better, Abhi. Just taking it one day at a time."

"Good," Abhimanyu said, adjusting the pillows behind his father to make him more comfortable. "You need to rest and not worry about anything else."

Rajesh hesitated for a moment before speaking again. "How's everything going with your career, son? I hear you're doing really well."

Abhimanyu smiled reassuringly. "It's going well, Dad. Everything's under control. You don't need to worry about me."

A shadow of concern crossed Rajesh's face as he sighed deeply. "Abhi, there's something I need to talk to you about. It's Shourya. He's been working so hard, beyond his strength. Since I couldn't go to the office, he's been there, drowning himself in work."

Abhimanyu frowned, the concern evident in his eyes. "Why didn't he say anything?"

"Shourya is a quiet person," Rajesh continued, his voice heavy with guilt.

"He won't tell anyone if he's facing any difficulties. He's trying his best to match up to your standards, Abhi. I can see how hard he's pushing himself, and it worries me."

Abhimanyu shook his head, feeling a mix of frustration and sympathy.

"Dad, you shouldn't push him like that. Shourya is doing great on his own. He doesn't need to be compared to me or anyone else. Everyone has their own strengths and merits. You should be happy about where your children's happiness lies."

Rajesh looked down, his expression filled with remorse. "I know I've made mistakes, Abhi. I was too hard on both of you. I wanted the best for you, but I didn't realize the pressure I was putting on Shourya."

Abhimanyu placed a comforting hand on his father's shoulder. "It's okay, Dad. We all make mistakes. What matters is that we learn from them. I'll take care of Shourya. You just focus on getting better."

Rajesh's eyes welled up with tears as he looked at his son.

"Thank you, Abhi. I'm so proud of you, and I hope you can forgive me for the past."

Abhimanyu nodded, his own eyes misting over. "We're a family, Dad. We have to stick together and support each other. We'll get through this, all of us."

Rajesh squeezed Abhimanyu's hand, a gesture of gratitude and love. "I trust you, Abhi. I know you'll take care of Shourya and the family."

Abhimanyu smiled, a sense of resolve and determination filling him. "I will, Dad. You just focus on getting your strength back. We need you."

As Abhimanyu sat there, watching his father drift off to sleep, he felt a renewed sense of responsibility. The weight of the family's future rested on his shoulders, but he was ready to face it. He had to ensure that Shourya didn't burn out under the pressure and that their family healed from the wounds of the past.

With a final glance at his resting father, Abhimanyu stood up, ready to face the challenges ahead and to support his brother in every way possible.

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Abhimanyu walked towards Shourya's room, but when he knocked and entered, it was empty. He frowned, puzzled. Kavita, who was passing by, noticed his confusion and approached him.

"Shourya's not here," she said, her voice tinged with worry.

"Where is he?" Abhimanyu asked.

"He said he's busy and wouldn't be coming home tonight," Kavita replied, sighing softly. "He's been working so hard lately, staying late at the office almost every night."

Abhimanyu could see the concern etched on her face. He knew she was as worried about Shourya as their father was.

"Don't worry, Kavita Aunty," he said reassuringly. "I'll go check on him."

Kavita's eyes softened with gratitude. "Thank you, Abhi. He needs someone to remind him to take care of himself. He won't listen to me."

Abhimanyu smiled gently. "I'll make sure he gets some rest. You don't need to worry."

As he left, he felt a growing sense of responsibility. Shourya had always been the one who worked silently, without asking for help. It was time to show his brother that he wasn't alone.

Abhimanyu arrived at the headquarters of Mehrotra Medical Innovations, a leading company in the development and manufacturing of cutting-edge medical equipment. The building was a sleek, modern structure with glass walls reflecting the city lights. As he entered, he was struck by the spacious lobby, adorned with minimalist decor and large screens displaying the company's latest achievements and innovations.

Walking through the corridors, he couldn't help but feel a sense of pride. The company was a testament to his family's hard work and dedication. He noticed the state-of-the-art laboratories, conference rooms equipped with the latest technology, and the quiet hum of machines and computers still running late into the night.

However, despite the grandiosity of the office, it was eerily empty at this hour. He navigated his way to Shourya's office, guided by the dim lights still on in a corner of the floor. Pushing open the door, he found Shourya sprawled on a sofa, sleeping in an uncomfortable position, papers and sketches strewn all around him.

Abhimanyu's heart ached at the sight. Shourya looked so young and vulnerable, yet burdened with immense responsibilities. He carefully collected the scattered papers and organized them into a file. As he moved to adjust Shourya’s position to make him more comfortable, Shourya stirred and woke up, blinking in surprise at the sight of his older brother.

"What are you doing here?" Shourya asked, sitting up and rubbing his eyes.

Abhimanyu awkwardly removed his hands and looked around the office, avoiding direct eye contact.

"Your mother said you weren't home and she was worried," he said, trying to keep his tone casual.

Shourya looked at him, a small smile playing on his lips. "Say that you're worried about me too. That's why you cleaned the mess I created."

Abhimanyu shook his head immediately, feeling a bit defensive. "No, I was just passing by and thought I'd see how this company is. I never visited it before."

Shourya's smile widened slightly. "Well, welcome to Mehrotra Medical Innovations, then. But you should know, Abhi, you don't have to pretend. It's okay to care."

Abhimanyu sighed, feeling a mix of frustration and affection. "Fine. I am worried about you. You're working too hard and not taking care of yourself. It's not right."

Shourya's expression softened. "Thank you for your concern really. But there's a lot of pressure. I just want to make sure everything goes smoothly, especially with Dad's health issues."

"We can handle it together," Abhimanyu said firmly. "You're not alone in this. We need to take care of each other and ourselves. Let's go home."

Shourya nodded, feeling a sense of relief and a bit emotional. "Okay. Just give me a minute to pack up."

As they prepared to leave, Abhimanyu felt a newfound determination to support his brother. They had a long road ahead, but they would face it together, as a family.

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