What Happened To Anjali From "Kuch Kuch Hota Hai," After She Married Rahul? (Fan-Fiction)

This thread went viral on Twitter. Had equal love and hate over it. I guess every media house carried it, Insta went on the rage that day.

Hi, I am Anjali. Anjali Sharma from KKHH. This is a brief summary of how my life turned out from the day I left Aman and married Rahul on my wedding day with Aman. I was super excited the moment I married him. It was like I was going back to the time I was 20.

But I was 31. I had lived almost a decade without him. And I married him without dating. I met him at the Summer Camp for 3 days. And then at my wedding. Rahul was my unresolved trauma, and I jumped into the wedding, the moment I had a chance. On our wedding night, Rahul asked me to play basketball with him. He had created the entire basketball court which was the replica of what we had in college. That was the first red flag. This man was stuck at 20. After that dance in the rain at the camp, I was horny for him.

I wanted to get over with it. I played to lose, and in 15 minutes it was over. And so was our sex. Rahul's best friend was his daughter. But soon I realized that little Anjali was emotionally tired, and confused and became a savior. Her school said she was unable to make friends.

She went to her teachers, principal, and workers at the school to ask if they had issues and how she could sort them out. Rahul and Farida Jalal laughed and called it sensitivity. Alarm Bells rang in my head. I threatened to starve myself if Anjali wasn't taken to a therapist.

Finally, I took her to one. It took her 2 years of therapy. She was already 12. Her father- the man-child still put his traumas on her. Finally sent to a school in Britain. And like a flower, she blossomed. Without the trauma dumping, she made friends and became the head girl.

After the wedding, Aman said not a word. He took a solo trip to France. He did not keep in touch much, but when I met him after 3 years, he looked better, healthier, wiser, and richer. Maybe my presence made him anxious before. He even fell in love.

We went to his wedding. He looked so happy. The girl looked calm. They are partners in the business firm. I suddenly realized, how rude I was and may be toxic to him. I hardly reciprocated his love. But here is this woman, more successful, beautiful, educated than I am.

And loves him head over heels. I guess my going away was Aman's good fortune. I looked at Rahul still talking of his college days to someone. My whole life felt like a lie.

I did my PHD, joined a college, and worked hard. At 41 I am the vice principal. Rahul never told me what to do or not. But he is still stuck to age 20, he carries his basketball everywhere. He sprained his ankle recently. He still sometimes makes a body shaming comment despite repeated cautions. He is ungraceful when he loses; remember how he won basketball with me in college and in the Summer camp. He still gets grumpy and throws a tantrum. I don't share much of my achievements with him. Anjali is the only one who rejoices in her life outside the home.

Rifat Bibi, Farida Jalal and Anupam Kher all bore me now. I find them so regressive, but I still love them. They are too old now. They all come home and have fun, I smile most of the time.

Anjali has declared herself to be gender fluid now. We accepted it. Rahul needed some counseling. I no longer wear those Manish Malhotra sarees. Kurta and Pants makes me feel the best. I cut my hair short. Rahul made a fuss. But I chose my comfort. So, that's my life now.

My advice: If you loved someone at 20, you might not love them at People change, and priorities change. Never marry anyone just meeting them after a decade in just 3 meetings. Know them more. Ask them what they feel about things that matter to you. See if they are kind and graceful when they fight with you.

I still love Rahul or maybe the boy he was when I too was 20. And that's my life now at 40. I shall update as I keep aging. See you later, Rahul wants to play basketball, so we invited a few young people to play with him. I pay them to lose.

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