The much-anticipated revelation finally unfolded, bringing with it a wave of emotions as Prarthna discovered the truth about her identity: Purvi is her mother. Yes, you read that right. This truth, shrouded in layers of secrets and silent suffering, emerged like a long-buried treasure, illuminating the darkness that had surrounded their lives. The moment was not just emotional; it was soul-stirring, resonating deeply within the hearts of everyone present.
When Prarthna confronted Purvi with this newfound knowledge, the atmosphere was charged with tension. However, rather than lashing out or succumbing to despair, Prarthna chose a path of love and acceptance. She wrapped her arms around Purvi, calling her a blessing—the kind of love that comes full circle when the heart finally recognizes its own reflection. This embrace was a powerful testament to the bond they shared, a bond forged through years of separation and unspoken pain.
Purvi, with trembling lips and glistening eyes, responded with a heartfelt declaration: Prarthna wasn’t just her blessing; she was her prayer—a child she had longed for every single day. That one line encapsulated the weight of years spent apart, filled with longing and unconditional love. It was a moment that transcended words, capturing the essence of a mother’s yearning for her child.
But the emotional peaks didn’t stop there. In a gesture filled with trust and hope, Purvi took Prarthna’s hand and placed it in Raunak’s. With a mother’s silent prayer, she entrusted Prarthna into Raunak’s care, telling him that she was now his responsibility. The unspoken understanding in Purvi’s eyes conveyed everything—she was handing over her most precious bond to him, hoping that he would protect, cherish, and love her daughter the way she truly deserves.
Just as this intimate and heart-touching moment unfolded, Smita entered the scene. Standing at a distance, she observed the trio with an unreadable expression, her thoughts hidden behind a veil of uncertainty. The dynamics in the room shifted, hinting at the complexity of emotions swirling around them.
Meanwhile, Raunak took Prarthna with him, and as they walked through the hospital corridors, a nurse handed him some reports. He excused himself to fetch water for her, leaving Prarthna alone for a moment. As she waited, she noticed hospital staff bustling about, seemingly excited. Curiosity piqued, she overheard the hospital’s MD instructing the staff to prepare for a VIP guest, their future trustee. When she inquired about who was coming, the nurse replied with a smile, referring to the guest as “their angel.” Prarthna’s mind raced with possibilities, wondering who this mysterious figure could be.
Soon enough, the door opened to reveal Karan Luthra, a well-known businessman, who had come to the hospital to inaugurate a new wing. With a confident stride, he addressed the crowd, explaining that he was there for a personal reason. As he spoke, his thoughts drifted to Preeta, the woman who held a special place in his heart.
In the midst of the ceremony, Karan received urgent news about a brain surgery that needed his attention. He excused himself, but not before expressing his desire to explore the hospital on his own terms, insisting that he would call for assistance if needed. Prarthna, still waiting for Raunak, suddenly collided with Karan as he turned a corner. He quickly apologized, helping her pick up the scattered reports from the floor.
However, Prarthna felt a wave of dizziness wash over her. Concerned, Karan checked the DNA reports in her hand, asking if she was alone. She replied that her friend Raunak was with her, and sensing her distress, he took a seat beside her. In a moment of unexpected camaraderie, he offered her some advice.
“Share your feelings,” he encouraged. “What’s your story?” Karan, too, was searching for someone, and Prarthna felt a connection as they shared their vulnerabilities. She revealed that she was looking for her mother, a quest that had consumed her thoughts. Karan, intrigued, asked if she had lost her mother, and in a heartfelt exchange, he blessed her on her journey.
Curious about his own search, Prarthna inquired about the person Karan was looking for. His expression softened as he recalled Preeta, the love he had lost. Just then, they overheard nurses discussing a coma patient named Prerna, and Karan’s heart raced. He confided in Prarthna that he was desperately seeking Preeta, hoping against hope to find her again.
As the nurses gathered around Preeta’s room, they marveled at what they believed to be a miracle—she was responding after all this time. Karan’s heart ached as he shared his sad story of losing Preeta, revealing the depths of his love and the pain of separation. In this moment of connection, both Prarthna and Karan found solace in their shared experiences of longing and hope, setting the stage for a powerful journey ahead.