chapter 7
YOU ARE THE RHYTHM OF MY HEART 2!
YOU ARE THE RHYTHM OF MY HEART!Chapter 7 :Deciding to apologize for her behavior, Aadhya hesitated for a moment before walking toward the elderly couple. Standing before the old man, she bent down and touched his feet with reverence.âGrandfather! Please forgive me for my rash behavior. I am truly sorryâ, Aadhya said, her voice filled with genuine guilt.The old man swiftly enveloped her in a warm embrace, gently patting her head.âNo, my child. It is I who should seek your forgiveness. Despite my age, I failed to understand your and your father's pain and acted harshly. Will you forgive me for how I treated you people?â, he asked, his gaze soft and filled with regret.Shaking her head vehemently, Aadhya implored,âGrandpa! You are an elder. You should never ask for forgiveness. I still remember how you carried me on your shoulders just to see me smile when I was a child. I shouldnât have spoken to you both so harshly. Everything that happened recently... itâs been suffocating me, drowning me in a pit of anguish and anxiety. Please forgive meâ, she pleaded, her voice trembling with regret and remorse as memories of her grandparents' unconditional love flooded her mind.The elderly woman stepped forward, her gentle hands caressing Aadhyaâs hair in a soothing gesture.âWe understand your turmoil, Aadu!â, she said softly, her voice a blend of affection and wisdom. âDonât worry, dear. We are here for you, to lend you a shoulder to lean on. Be bold and strong, like the Aadhya we know. Donât let the circumstances break youâ.Her words carried a comforting strength that eased Aadhya's heavy heart, enveloping her in a sense of peace and reassurance she had long missed.Feeling a wave of relief and renewal, Aadhya gently guided her grandparents toward her fatherâs bed.As they approached, the elderly couple folded their hands in unison, their voices trembling with emotion as they spoke.âWill you forgive us, Parasuram?.â they asked, their words heavy with regret and remorse.Startled, Parasuram instinctively tried to rise from the bed, but Nandu placed a firm yet gentle hand on his shoulder, stopping him.âUncle! You shouldnât move just yetâ, Nandu said softly, his tone filled with care and concern.Parasuram, touched by Nanduâs attentiveness, offered him a warm smile before turning toward the elderly couple.âSir! Please donât say thatâ, Parasuram began, his voice steady yet filled with deep respect. âEven I would have reacted the same way if I were in your shoes. Please donât embarrass me. We are familyâno apologies, no regrets. Iâm just happy that weâve met again after so long. Aadhya needs your love and care now more than everâ.His words carried a profound humility and wisdom that left Nandu quietly amazed.Parasuram then gestured toward Nandu, introducing him with pride.âSir! This is Nandu, your grandson and Aadhyaâs husbandâ. Turning to Nandu, he continued,âNandu! meet Mr. Seetha Ramaiah, Aadhyaâs maternal grandfather, and Mrs. Janaki, her maternal grandmotherâ.Nandu immediately rose from his chair, circling the bed to stand before the elderly couple. He bent down, touching their feet with genuine respect.âIt is my honor to meet such wonderful peopleâ, Nandu said, his voice earnest. âPlease bless me, Grandparentsâ.Seetha Ramaiah and Janaki, their faces glowing with pride and joy, placed their hands on his head, blessing him in unison.âLong live, my boy!â, they said with heartfelt affection, their voices filled with love and hope.The room seemed to brighten with the warmth of the moment, a bond rekindled and strengthened as the family came together with renewed understanding and affection.Later, Seetha Ramaiah gestured toward two middle-aged men standing nearby and introduced them with pride.âThese are my sons, Sudhakar and Prabhakarâ, he said, before pointing to a younger man beside them. âAnd this is Dhanush, Sudhakarâs sonâ.Nandu joined his hands respectfully to greet Sudhakar and Prabhakar before extending a friendly handshake to Dhanush.âItâs very nice to meet you allâ, Nandu said cheerfully, his warmth filling the room and lightening the atmosphere.-Â *KRISH*