Hello Violets .

This is the prologue to the first book in the UNIMAGINABLE Series — The Unimaginable Destiny.
The story follows the intertwined lives of two main characters, Arini and Aksh, with several others playing pivotal roles along the way.

Now, let’s step into the prologue…

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Arini Rajvansh and Aksh Singhania had been childhood best friends, inseparable since the day they could remember. Their bond mirrored the legendary friendship of their grandfathers—Dhaanush Rajvansh and Dhanwant Singhania—whose camaraderie had become a cherished tale in both families. Like their grandfathers, Arini and Aksh shared an unbreakable connection built on trust, loyalty, and endless banter.

They went to the same school, were placed in the same class and section every year, and insisted on sitting next to each other. Their days were filled with chaos and laughter, driven by a shared desire to outdo one another. They were fierce competitors—especially when it came to clinching the top rank in class—but their rivalry was always healthy, never bitter.

Both were sharp-minded, witty, and full of life. Their presence lit up any room they walked into, and their playful chaos somehow made them the teachers' favorites. With personalities that mirrored each other—funny, determined, and just a little bit rebellious—they balanced their mischief with brilliance. And through it all, their friendship stood strong, a beautiful blend of competition and companionship.

Time passed, but some things never changed. Aksh had just turned fifteen that January, while Arini was still fourteen, waiting for her September birthday to catch up. It was their final year of school before the board exams—10th grade, the year every student dreaded and every parent obsessively reminded them about.

But for Arini and Aksh? It was just another adventure.

Their families were planning a trip to Meghalaya together—an idea born, of course, from the lifelong friendship between their grandfathers. Aksh and Arini were beyond excited. They had been on countless small trips before, but a full-family vacation, and that too out of Mumbai, hadn't happened since they were in 7th grade.

The mere thought of exploring the lush green hills, waterfalls, and caves of Meghalaya with their favorite people had them buzzing with anticipation. It wasn't just another holiday—it was a long-awaited escape, a chance to relive old memories and create new ones.

Everyone from both families was going on the trip, making it a true family vacation just like old times. But what made it even more special for Aksh was that his closest cousin, Suvyansh Rawat, was also joining them. Suvyansh was Aksh's Masi's son—more like a best friend than a cousin—and someone he shared everything with apart from Arini.

Both families set off for Meghalaya on the 10th of May, traveling by train in First AC compartments. The journey was going to be long—two and a half days of laughter, food, games, and chaos.

Arini, Aksh, Varika, Mishika, Avnay, and Suvyansh were all in the same compartment, which basically guaranteed non-stop noise and drama. The second compartment was shared by Ruhani, Rounita, Malyani, Varsha, and Veehna—the quieter, more chill bunch. Meanwhile, the elders—Dhanwant, Dhaanush, Sikhar, Dhumil, Anay, and Swayam—shared the third compartment, which was filled with nostalgic conversations and decades-old inside jokes.

Of course, Mishika and Varika came prepared like pros, stuffing their bags with indoor games—Ludo, Chess, UNO, Snakes and Ladders—and their beloved Barbie toys. Arini, on the other hand, was all about capturing memories. She brought along her digital camera and journal, ready to document every silly moment, beautiful view, and dramatic eye-roll.

And then there were the self-proclaimed "cool gang"—Aksh, Avnay, and Suvyansh—who, true to their chaotic nature, brought absolutely nothing useful. No games, no books, not even a charger. Just packets of chips, cold drinks, and enough chocolate to survive a zombie apocalypse.

The journey began, and Arini's camera instantly got to work. She moved through the compartments with a bright smile, recording everyone's thoughts about the trip, their excitement, and their expectations. She captured snippets of conversations, laughter, the rhythmic movement of the train, and the scenic views rolling past the window.

But more than anything else, her camera unintentionally focused on Aksh. From his goofy expressions to the way he teased the others, to the quiet moments when he stared out the window lost in thought—Arini's lens was drawn to him, even if she didn't fully realize it yet.

However, what dulled her excitement slightly was the presence of Suvyansh.

To Arini, there was something off about him. Not unfriendly—just...odd. His aura felt heavy, almost negative, like he was constantly observing everyone from a distance, never fully present in the fun. He rarely smiled, rarely joined in, and when he did speak, his words felt carefully calculated. Arini couldn't explain it, but around him, she didn't feel at ease.

Meanwhile, Aksh practically worshipped Suvyansh. He looked up to him like a real-life superhero. Suvyansh was five years older, tall—almost six feet—with silvery grey almond-shaped eyes, a sharp jawline, and an intimidatingly calm presence. According to Aksh, he was "dream personified".

The journey continued, and by the end of the first day, Arini's instincts were already on high alert. Something about Suvyansh didn't sit right with her—and it wasn't just a passing feeling anymore. It was deeper, something she couldn't explain, but it kept tugging at her thoughts.

Her sixth sense told her that Suvyansh wasn't just being distant—he was trying to draw a line, one that pushed her and Aksh apart. And though he did it with subtlety—through small gestures, quiet interruptions, and perfectly timed distractions—Arini noticed every move. She was a sharp observer, always had been, and the more she watched, the more convinced she became that it wasn't just in her head.

Whenever she and Aksh shared a moment—laughing over a joke, teasing each other, or even talking about random things—Suvyansh would find a way to cut in. A casual comment, a change of topic, or simply pulling Aksh away under the excuse of needing help with something.

At first, Arini tried to brush it off. Maybe it was just her overthinking. Maybe he was just protective. Maybe he didn't mean anything by it.

But deep down, something told her otherwise.

It felt intentional. And it felt personal.

The next morning, Arini picked up her camera again, ready to continue her trip documentary. She had originally planned to keep it limited to immediate family, but something inside her shifted that day.

"Maybe I'm being too judgmental," she thought. "Let's just give it a try."

Deciding to put her intuition aside—just this once—she walked over to Suvyansh, who was sitting near the window, quietly scrolling through his phone. She pointed the camera toward him, her voice polite but distant.

"Just say something about the trip... like how it's been so far," she said, keeping her tone neutral.

Suvyansh looked up and gave a faint, practiced smile. "It's been good. Peaceful. Nice to be away from the usual chaos," he said smoothly—almost too smoothly. His words were ordinary, just like everyone else's, but his eyes didn't match the calm tone.

Just as Arini was about to press stop on the recording, Suvyansh shifted slightly, and his hand 'accidentally' struck the camera.

It slipped from her grip and hit the floor with a sharp thud.

The moment froze.

She quickly bent down, picked it up, and saw it—a noticeable scratch across the front panel. Her heart sank. That camera wasn't just a device—it was her memory keeper.

"Oh no... I'm so sorry," Suvyansh said immediately, leaning forward, his expression painted with concern. "I didn't mean to. Must've misjudged the space."

Arini didn't respond right away. She just stared at him—not his face, but his hand. The motion had been too precise, too conveniently timed. She had felt the intention behind it, the way it wasn't really an accident.

And in that moment, her intuition clicked into place with frightening clarity.

He didn't like her. He wanted her out of the picture.
And not in a loud, obvious way—but quiet, strategic, and perfectly masked.

But why?
What had she done?
Why was he so bothered by her?

Arini stood up straight, holding the scratched camera close to her chest, her mind spinning with unanswered questions and the first real flicker of something deeper than dislike: distrust.

 The journey continued, and the excitement slowly started to build again—this was the day they would finally reach Meghalaya. The train compartments, once filled with lazy games and playful chaos, were now buzzing with urgency. Everyone was busy packing their belongings, checking under seats, and double-checking bags. No one wanted to leave anything behind after spending over two days in the train.

Arini packed her camera carefully, the scratch still fresh in her mind. She hadn't told anyone about what had happened—not even Aksh. Some things, she felt, were better observed in silence.

By late afternoon, the train finally pulled into the station. A cool breeze welcomed them, bringing with it the earthy scent of rain-soaked hills. The moment they stepped onto the platform, it felt like they had entered another world—lush, green, misty, and peaceful.

Their resort was tucked away amidst the hills, surrounded by dense trees and the distant sound of waterfalls. It was beautiful—almost like something out of a dream. After checking in and settling into their rooms, the exhaustion from the long journey finally caught up with them.

They all agreed to rest for the day. The real adventure would begin tomorrow, and they wanted to be fresh, energized, and ready for the sights, treks, and stories Meghalaya had waiting for them.

Arini, Varika, and Mishika shared a room, filled with chatter, scattered clothes, and the soft hum of excitement. The boys—Aksh, Suvyansh, and Avnay—were in another, equally chaotic room. The rest of the family members had their own separate rooms, tucked in peacefully for the night.

But peace wasn't exactly what the younger crew had in mind.

At exactly 11:00 PM, once the resort had gone quiet and the adults were fast asleep, the friends sneaked out and met on the terrace under a starry sky and the cool mountain air. The night was calm, but their energy was anything but. They had carried snacks, a speaker, and, of course, the UNO cards and Truth & Dare chits.

They sat in a loose circle—UNO cards shuffled in one stack, and a small glass bottle ready to spin for Truth and Dare.

The atmosphere was electric. Laughter echoed, jokes flew, and the competitive spirit from the train returned in full force. Arini couldn't help but keep her guard up around Suvyansh, even as she played along with the others. He mostly stayed quiet, occasionally smiling, his usual unreadable self.

But tonight wasn't about tension. It was about fun. 

They dove straight into their games, starting with UNO, playing three rounds filled with playful cheating, dramatic card slams, and endless teasing. The competition was fierce, but the laughter was louder.

After the last round, they set aside the cards and moved on to Truth and Dare.

The bottle spun slowly in the center of their circle, catching the glimmer of the moonlight. It twirled and twirled, finally coming to a stop pointing at Varika.

Arini took a deep breath, ready with the question she'd been meaning to ask.

"Alright, Varika," she said, her voice light but curious, "Do you have a boyfriend at school?"

For a moment, Varika just stared at Arini, eyes wide and frozen in surprise. Then, after a brief pause, she nodded quietly.

The reaction was immediate. Both Arini and Aksh exchanged disappointed looks, shaking their heads slightly.

 After several more rounds of laughter and dares, Aksh finally grew tired. Stretching, he stood up and said, "I'm going to sleep." Suvyansh nodded in agreement and followed him quietly.

The girls, however, weren't ready to stop just yet. They continued the game, spinning the bottle again. This time, it landed on Arini.

She took a deep breath and chose Truth.

Varika's eyes sparkled mischievously as she leaned forward and asked the question everyone was secretly wondering:
"Di, do you have a crush on Aksh bhaiya?"

Arini's eyes went wide, almost popping out of their sockets. "What? No! He's my best friend!" she blurted out, a little too quickly.

But Varika cut her off mid-sentence, grinning knowingly. "But you glow differently around him. You two always agree on everything, roam around together, and honestly, you guys look good together."

A sudden blush spread across Arini's cheeks. "Shut up," she mumbled, trying to hide her flustered smile.

Varika and Mishika exchanged playful, suspicious looks—like puppies who just smelled a secret. Arini finally gave in with a reluctant nod. "Okay, fine... I do have a bit of a crush on Aksh. Happy now? I'm done with this game!"

With that, Arini jumped up, feeling the heat rise in her face. As she stood, she felt someone's eyes on her—but she chose to ignore it. She walked back inside her room and, as soon as the door shut behind her, she buried her face in her hands.

"Do I really have a crush on him?" she whispered to herself, overwhelmed. "Or did they just convince me? No, no... ugh, why him? There are millions of people out there, and I'm stuck with him? I am so cooked."

The next day started with an unusual tension in the air. Aksh and Suvyansh had gotten into a fight early that morning, and as a result, Suvyansh wasn't sitting in the same car as Aksh during the drive. Sensing something off, Arini quietly swapped her seat with Suvyansh, settling beside him instead. A strange feeling fluttered in her chest—she couldn't quite put her finger on it, but today definitely felt different.

Their itinerary for the day was packed with breathtaking sights: Umiam Lake, with its shimmering waters and gentle breeze, and the roaring Elephant Falls, where the cascading water created a mesmerizing spectacle. Arini's camera never stopped clicking, capturing every smile, splash, and candid moment. Everyone was in high spirits, reveling in the beauty and adventure around them.

By the time evening rolled around, their group was exhausted. The long day of exploring left everyone ready to crash as soon as they returned to the resort. They all retreated to their rooms to rest and recharge.

But the night held one last surprise: a bonfire dinner planned on the resort property. As the stars glittered above, the warm glow of the fire promised laughter, stories, and perhaps a little magic to end the day.

After reaching her room, Varika couldn't help but tease, "So, Di, when are you planning to confess to Aksh bhaiya?"

Arini shot her a sharp glare and replied firmly, "No need to say anything to him. It's just a normal crush—not something serious. It's very common at this age. And if I find out that any of you told him, consider yourselves dead. Am I clear?"

Both Varika and Mishika nodded quickly, hands raised in playful surrender.

Later that night, as Arini walked towards the area where bonfire had been planned , she noticed Suvyansh acting a bit off again. Those almond-shaped, silvery-gray eyes of his—so striking and so unmistakable—seemed to be watching her from distance . Even if she were dying, she would recognize those eyes anywhere. The way he stared was almost... creepy.

But once again, Arini chose to ignore it.

On a different note, the Singhania family's striking eye colors were a topic of quiet fascination for her. The legendary Dhanwant Singhania himself had oceanic blue hunter eyes, a trait that had passed down in various shades through the family: Anay with piercing blue eyes, Dhumil with deep green, Aksh's own greenish-blue hunter eyes, Avnay's honey-colored doe eyes, and Mishika's captivating blue siren eyes. Suvyansh, whose father had gray eyes, naturally had those silvery-gray almond eyes, making his gaze both rare and haunting.

After the bonfire and dinner, the group was exhausted from the day's adventures. They all turned in early, knowing tomorrow's tour would start bright and early.

 The next morning, Arini and Aksh stepped out, both unknowingly dressed alike—black T-shirts paired with black flared jeans and crisp white sneakers. When they caught sight of each other, they burst out laughing, joking that maybe their brain cells were syncing today.

But only Varika and Mishika knew the real story behind their matching outfits—the unspoken feelings, the silent crushes, and the growing bond that neither Arini nor Aksh was ready to admit.

What none of them realized was that this day would mark the beginning of a change—one that would ripple through their lives in ways they couldn't yet imagine.

The tour began with an exploration of the Mawsmai Caves, followed by a trek to the breathtaking Laitlum Canyons. Leading the way were Aksh, Arini, and Suvyansh, accompanied by the tour guide. Not far behind, Avnay, Varika, and Mishika made their way up the trail, while the rest of the family took the ropeway, opting for a scenic ride to the top, leaving the grandparents to enjoy the aerial view.

Upon reaching the summit, Aksh went over to meet Dhanwant Singhania, while Arini and Suvyansh stood together at the viewpoint, waiting for the others to arrive. Suvyansh's behavior was unusually odd that day. Arini couldn't shake the feeling that he was deliberately keeping Aksh away from her—whenever they tried to talk or discuss something, Suvyansh would subtly insert himself and cut off their conversations.

Once everyone gathered at the viewpoint, they took pictures, recorded videos, and explored the stunning surroundings. After soaking in the views, the group decided to head down for some food. Plans were made to spend the next day shopping before returning to Mumbai.

Everyone began making their way down, but this time the kids decided to stay back and go last—except for Avnay, Varika, and Mishika, who headed down earlier. Aksh went over to spend some time with the grandparents, while Arini and Suvyansh waited at the viewpoint for him to return. Once Aksh was back, the three of them planned to head down together.

 Suddenly, Suvyansh turned to Arini and asked, his voice low and unexpected,

"Do you like someone, Arini... like, ever? In school or online?"

The question caught her off guard—she wasn't that close to Suvyansh to share something so personal. She simply shook her head, refusing to answer.

Suvyansh's tone hardened. "You know I don't like people who lie to me."

"Excuse me? How can you say I'm lying?" Arini shot back, surprised and a little defensive.

He leaned in, eyes fixed on her. "Then can I pursue you?"

"What!?" Arini gasped, her mind racing to process his words.

"Yeah, you heard me right. I want to pursue you," he said confidently.

"No, you can't—like, seriously, no," Arini replied, still trying to make sense of the sudden confession. But before she could say more, Suvyansh stepped dangerously close, his voice dropping to a near whisper.

"Look, it means you like someone, and you lied to me. But you know what? I didn't lie when I said I want to pursue you."

Arini found herself trapped between the railing and Suvyansh, his presence overwhelming and too close for comfort. But summoning every ounce of courage she had, she spoke firmly,
"So what if I lied to you, huh? Who are you in my life? No one. Now stay away from me."

She pushed him—not with great force, but enough to create distance as he was invading her personal space.

Suvyansh stumbled back two steps, eyes narrowing, about to retort. But then his gaze snapped toward Aksh, who was approaching from a distance. Suddenly, Suvyansh screamed and, with a wild leap, jumped over the broken railing, pretending to have been pushed off—and now hanging precariously from the cliff's edge.

Aksh came running instantly, grabbing Suvyansh's hand with all his strength. Arini stood frozen, heart pounding, unable to fully process what had just happened.

Aksh's voice broke through her shock, sharp and urgent,
"Arini! WHAT ARE YOU WAITING FOR? HELP HIM!"

Arini quickly grabbed Suvyansh's other hand and helped pull him up. As soon as he was back on solid ground, he immediately hid behind Aksh and said,
"Arini, I was just joking! How could you push me off a cliff?"

"WHAT?!" both Aksh and Arini exclaimed in unison.

Suvyansh put on an innocent act and continued,
"Bro, I was just messing around, and suddenly she pushed me. If you hadn't come in time, she was even threatening to leave me hanging there."

"What the hell are you talking about?" Arini protested, but Aksh cut her off sharply,
"SHUT UP, ARINI!"

Suvyansh turned to Aksh and warned,
"Bro, stay away from her."

Arini shot back, "Why does he have to stay away from me, huh? Aksh, use some common sense—how can I push a six-foot-tall man who's five years older and stronger than me?"

Aksh glanced between Suvyansh and Arini but said nothing.

Staring Suvyansh down, Arini raised her voice,
"Why are you lying so badly? I had this bad feeling about you, and you're proving me right. Stop lying—tell the truth about what actually happened."

As she stepped closer, Aksh grabbed her arm firmly.
"Stop it, Arini."

"What do you mean, 'stop it,' Aksh?" she asked, looking up at him, hurt and confused.

Before Aksh could answer, Suvyansh stepped in,
"Leave it, Aksh."

"Leave it? Aksh, tell me what you mean by 'stop it'!" Arini demanded.

Aksh's eyes hardened.
"Stop lying, Arini. I saw you pushing him."

Those words shattered Arini's heart into a thousand pieces, but she held her ground and said,
"You're blindly trusting his lies and not even believing in your thirteen years of friendship with me, Aksh..."

Aksh's voice was cold and final.
"Yeah, about that friendship—I don't want to be friends with someone who has a murderous mindset and can't even take a joke."

Arini's heart skipped a beat; she stumbled but forced herself to stay composed.
"Okay, Aksh... Let's end this friendship. Because friendship can't survive without trust. From today onwards, we are nothing but strangers."

Aksh's voice was calm but firm.
"Yeah, just known people. And Suvyansh, please don't tell anyone in our family about this. Our grandfathers' friendship means more than our personal issues. Also, sorry she caused you trouble and threatened you."

Suvyansh, playing the innocent, nodded eagerly.
"Sure, bro. I'm okay and alive, so I'll keep this incident just between us."

They all went down together and ate with the rest of the family. But when Arini reached the resort and was about to enter her room, Varika and Mishika were just about to follow her in. Without hesitation, Arini yelled,
"OUT! Both of you!"

Ruhani, standing nearby, looked concerned.
"What happened, Arini? Why are you yelling at them?"

Arini waved her off dismissively.
"Nothing, Mumma. They just talk too much, and I'm not in the mood to talk. So, settle them in another room for the next two days. Also, I won't be going shopping tomorrow, so don't disturb me in the morning. Good night."

With that, Arini closed the door firmly behind her.

Varika, Mishika, and Ruhani exchanged confused, dumbfounded glances, unsure of what had just happened.

Arini didn't come out of her room for two whole days. But when it was finally time to leave for Mumbai, she stepped outside, and everyone was stunned by what they saw.

Her room was a complete mess—clothes scattered everywhere, her favorite glass sipper shattered and tossed in the dustbin. Most strikingly, her hair was cut into a sharp, perfect bob. Her knuckles were red and raw, wrapped carefully in bandages.

Before anyone could say a word, Aksh approached her with concern.
"What happened, Arini? Are you okay? How did all this—"

She swiftly pulled her hand away before he could finish and turned toward the car. Sitting inside, she said coldly,
"Nothing happened to me. And even if it did, don't ask."

They returned to Mumbai by flight, and soon the summer vacations came to an end, leaving behind a silence heavier than before.. 

Years slipped away, and the bond that once seemed unbreakable between Arini and Aksh twisted into a relentless, bitter enmity — a war neither could escape.

Suvyansh vanished from their lives, fleeing to the UAE at 23, leaving behind the chaos he helped ignite.

But it was that single, shattering moment that forged THE ARINI RAJVANSH — a storm incarnate. She became a force no one dared challenge, a queen who feared nothing and trusted no one. Her strength wasn't just physical; it was a ruthless power that crushed egos and shattered bones without hesitation.

The bright, carefree sunshine girl was dead — buried beneath layers of steel and fire. What remained was cold, heartless, and fiercely untouchable.

She didn't just build an empire — she conquered it, ruling with an iron will that demanded absolute respect, bending the world to her fierce will.

Her dreams of fairy-tale love, of princes and princesses, were burned away by reality's cruel flame. She became the villain in her own story: powerful, merciless, fearless — a queen whose very presence made the ground tremble and the weak bow down.

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