"BEYOND THE HORIZON"

CHAPTER XXXVIII

PLOT STORY:

Aashutosh Singh, a young man, is forced to leave his hometown and loved ones due to unforeseen circumstances. He is separated from his soulmate, Surya, and his family, including his father, who is responsible for his misfortunes.

As Aashutosh navigates his new life in Delhi, he struggles to come to terms with his past and the uncertainty of his future. He is aided by Dr. Prakash, a kind-hearted doctor who becomes his confidant, and Akash, a young man who helps him settle in Delhi.

However, Aashutosh's life takes a dramatic turn when he has a series of disturbing dreams that hint at Surya's marriage to another woman. Desperate to know the truth, Aashutosh becomes obsessed with finding Surya and reuniting with him.

As the story unfolds, Aashutosh's health begins to deteriorate, and he meets with a life-threatening accident. Pratap, his brother-in-law, and Radhika, his sister, rush to his side, but Aashutosh's condition remains critical.

The story raises questions about the power of love, the consequences of past actions, and the uncertainty of the future. Will Aashutosh survive his ordeal and reunite with Surya, or will he succumb to his fate?

*Subplots:*

1. Aashutosh's complicated relationship with his father, who is responsible for his misfortunes.

2. Pratap's loyalty and dedication to Aashutosh, despite his own personal struggles.

3. Radhika's concern for Aashutosh's well-being and her efforts to support him.

4. The mystery surrounding Surya's marriage and his whereabouts.

*Themes:*

1. Love and separation

2. Family dynamics and loyalty

3. Fate and destiny

4. Self-discovery and growth

*Target Audience:*

1. Young adults (18-35 years)

2. Fans of romance and drama genres

3. Readers interested in stories about family dynamics, love, and self-discovery.

MAIN STORY:

Aashutosh arrived at the bus stand, his heart racing with anxiety. As he stepped out of the car, a man approached him, his eyes scanning Aashutosh's face. "You're Aashutosh Singh, aren't you?" he asked, his voice firm but gentle.

Aashutosh nodded, his eyes narrowing slightly. "Yes, I am."

The man smiled, his face creasing with kindness. "I'm Jackeb. Here's your new phone and ATM card. I'll stay with you as your bodyguard until your bus arrives."

Aashutosh took the phone and examined it, his fingers trembling slightly. He saw some contacts and details saved, including a number listed under the name Prakash. His heart skipped a beat as he dialed the number, his mind racing with questions.

Dr. Prakash answered, his voice warm and reassuring. "Aashu, how are you?"

Aashutosh's voice cracked with emotion. "Prakash, please keep me updated on the situation back home. I'm worried sick."

Prakash's tone turned serious. "Don't worry, Aashu. I'll keep you informed. But once things settle down, don't come back here. Nikolas won't let you and Surya go easily."

Aashutosh's eyes welled up with tears, his voice barely above a whisper. "Thank you, Prakash."

Prakash's voice turned gentle. "Aashu, I'll find out which hospital Pratap is in and keep you updated on his condition."

Aashutosh nodded, even though Prakash couldn't see him. "Okay."

He ended the call, his heart heavy with worry. He wanted to talk to Surya, but Surya's number wasn't saved in the new phone. Aashutosh felt a pang of desperation, his eyes scanning the bus stand as if searching for a glimpse of Surya.

Just then, his bus arrived, and Jackeb helped him board it. As the bus pulled away from the stand, Aashutosh looked back, his eyes searching for Jackeb, but he was already gone, vanished into the crowd.

Aashutosh's heart sank, and he felt a wave of loneliness wash over him. He was alone, separated from Surya and his family, with no idea what lay ahead.

Here's the translation:

Aashutosh dozed off in the bus, exhausted from the events of the past few days. But his sleep was short-lived, as he was soon transported to a dream world where Surya stood before him, dressed in wedding attire.

Surya's eyes locked onto Aashutosh's, filled with a deep sadness. He reached out and took Aashutosh's hand, his voice barely above a whisper. "Aashu, please forgive me. If this is what's best for us, then I'm sorry."

Aashutosh's mind reeled in confusion. "Why are you saying this, Surya? You always talk like this and leave me worried."

Surya's hand caressed Aashutosh's cheek, his eyes welling up with tears. "Aashu, just in case...try to forget me and move on with your life. Find someone else to love."

Aashutosh's heart skipped a beat. "What are you talking about, Surya?"

Just then, a girl appeared behind Surya, dressed in wedding attire. Aashutosh's eyes widened in shock, and before he could process what he was seeing, he jolted awake.

His heart racing, Aashutosh took a few deep breaths to calm himself. It was morning, and the bus had arrived in New Delhi. He collected his belongings and stepped off the bus, his eyes scanning the crowded bus stand.

As he searched for Akash's contact information on his phone, a gentle voice spoke behind him. "Aashutosh Singh?" Aashutosh turned to see Akash standing before him, a warm smile on his face.

"Akash!" Aashutosh exclaimed, relief washing over him.

Akash nodded and gestured for Aashutosh to follow him. "Let's go. Dr. Prakash's bungalow is waiting for us."

Aashutosh trailed behind Akash, his mind still reeling from the disturbing dream. He couldn't shake off the feeling of unease that lingered within him.

Two months had passed since Aashutosh had been living in the bungalow, surrounded by memories of Surya. But he had received no news of Pratap or Surya. The silence was eating away at Aashutosh, and his desire to live was slowly fading. Every time he called Prakash, he would say, "It's not the right time, Aashu. I can't talk to Surya yet."

Aashutosh was getting desperate, his condition deteriorating with each passing day. He was no longer the same person. He would sit in darkness, waiting for Surya's call, but it never came.

Aashutosh's only hope was that one day everything would be okay, and Surya would call or come to him. Finally, the day arrived when Pratap and his wife came to visit Aashutosh.

As Aashutosh heard the sound of the car, he rushed outside. Pratap and his wife got out of the car, and Aashutosh's heart skipped a beat. He asked Pratap, "Where's Surya? Didn't you bring him with you?"

Aashutosh searched the car, but Surya was nowhere to be found. He grabbed Pratap's hand, his eyes pleading. "Brother, where's Surya? You said he was coming with you!" Pratap was taken aback by Aashutosh's desperation.

Aashutosh suddenly ran towards the road, searching for Surya. Pratap chased after him, trying to stop him. Just then, a car came speeding around the corner and hit Aashutosh, sending him flying.

Pratap screamed as he rushed towards Aashutosh. He picked him up and took him to the hospital. Aashutosh was bleeding profusely, and his condition was critical. Even in his semi-conscious state, Aashutosh kept calling out Surya's name.

Pratap was frantic and called Dr. Prakash, asking him to come to Delhi immediately. Prakash, upon hearing the news of Aashutosh's accident, rushed to Delhi as quickly as possible.

Aashutosh was rushed to the operation theater, leaving Pratap in a state of distress. As Aashutosh lay unconscious, he had another dream. In the dream, Surya sat in front of him, reaching out his hand, but just as Aashutosh approached, a girl appeared and hugged Surya tightly.

Surya's eyes welled up with tears as he looked at Aashutosh and whispered, "This is my reality now, Aashu. Forget me." Aashutosh's condition took a turn for the worse, his will to live fading away.

The doctor emerged from the operation theater, looking grim. "We're afraid we might not be able to save Mr. Aashutosh Singh," he told Pratap, who felt like he'd been punched in the gut.

Radhika tried to comfort Pratap, asking if they should inform his father-in-law about Aashutosh's condition. But Pratap shook his head. "No, we can't tell them. They're Aashutosh's father, but...Aashutosh's condition is partly because of his father's actions."

Radhika looked puzzled. "But Pratap, he's Aashutosh's father. He deserves to know." Pratap's expression turned cold. "You don't understand, Radhika. If anything happens to Aashutosh, I'll never forgive his father. Or that woman, Jenna."

To be continue....