After the conversation with Vish, Sanket agreed to help Vish and all that happened afterwards. Vish then joined hands with Manoj and they were caught and imprisoned by the official for fourteen years. Now Vish is determined to destroy Prabhas's family and he started plotting which Prabhas came to know about through his secret agents.
Back in Delhi, Prabhas was making the hardest decision of his life. The charitable trust and the school the two institutions he and Sanyukta built together were no longer safe. Vish's men were circling like vultures. He knew the price on their heads had multiplied. Prabhas and Sanyukta spent the next few days in quiet action. Documents were signed. Assets liquidated. Trustees contacted. All funds were routed to safe hands, ready to rebuild once this storm passed.
They gathered the children in the auditorium of the school one last time. Tears filled everyone's eyes. "I promise we will return," Prabhas said, voice shaking. "But right now, we need you to be safe. Each of you will be adopted by loving families. You'll get new homes, new dreams." Sanyukta took the mic. "But remember who you are. You are brave. You are loved. You are family." The crowd clapped weakly, many of the children too young to understand what was happening. They had made arrangements with secret parents, guardians, and caretakers. It was all done. A new beginning, they hoped. The children were given to the respective parents of a rich family , So that they can live a happy life. This year was 1997. At that time rich people were rare and the middle and poor people were not willing to adopt children.
So Prabhas and Sanyukta were not left with any choice, hence they decided to give children to rich people. All are sent only to Arvind, Aarav, Sanya,and Aakash was left behind because Prabhas and Sanyukta don't want to part with them because even though they bought them up, they consider them as their own children. All of them felt as if the huge crisis was coming on their head. Prabhas and Sanyukta made Aakash,Sanya and Aarav to sleep. Sleep is not coming into the eyes of the three. Arvind was preparing some notes for his LLB exam which was coming next week.
Prabhas and Sanyukta decided to reveal the true identity of the four children so that in the future Arvind will support them and take care of them. The adoption formalities of four of them were kept in the study room and Arvind was adopted to the rich family of couples who are about fifty years old because he got the family and money without doing hard labour.
After completing the notes he went to Prabhas and Sanyukta. Sanyukta revealed the whole story of the existence. Arvind was shocked to hear all the past stories and revelations. He cannot take it and tears rolled from his eyes. At the end of the conversation Prabhas said You are the last blood of a Rajput king. The Haveli in Rajasthan burned by Vish was your ancestral home. You have the right to protect it. More than that, you must protect Aarav, Aakash and Sanaya because they also have equal rights. You're a warrior, Arvind. The law will be your sword."Arvind now shocked and understands his brothers and sister stories as well. At the age of 18 the huge responsibilities were on his shoulders. He took all the documents from the study and kept it in his bag in a safe place. Arvind was not able to sleep but he closed his eyes and tried to sleep. The school and the charitable trust, once a beacon of music and shelter, had turned into a warehouse of chemicals. Explosives. Drugs. Under Bush's hand, it had become a tomb. He had lured Prabhas and Sanyukta there with one final threat: "Come, or the children die." They arrived, dressed in black, ready to confront their demons. But the moment they entered, the doors sealed behind them. Vish emerged from the shadows. "This is justice," he said, lighting a single matchstick. He dropped it on the trail of kerosene.
The flames erupted like a dragon unleashed. Wood cracked. The ceiling groaned. Prabhas grabbed Sanyukta's hand and ran toward the exit. But the blaze was faster. They pushed Arvind, Aarav, Sanaya and Aakash out through a window. "Go!" Prabhas shouted. "Live!" "No!" Arvind screamed, tears running down his face. But it was too late. The flames consumed the lovers as they embraced one last time, becoming ashes in a place that once echoed with music and hope.
The news broke across India: A tragic fire at the historic Haveli claimed the lives of two beloved social workers, Prabhas and Sanyukta. The children were safe. Most were adopted. Next day the adopting parents came and Arvind took the documents and gave them the respective documents. Aarav was adopted by a wealthy businessman in Mumbai who saw in him a spark of leadership and intelligence.
At the age of ten. Sanaya, the quiet observer, was adopted by a family of psychologists in Pune. at the age of 10. Aakash is just five and adopted by a middle class family who is working in the IT sector. Arvind, now 18, had no interest in adoption but after everyone left his parents also came he still remembered the words of Prabhas Before his death, "You are the last blood of a Rajput king. The Haveli that Vish burned was your ancestral home. You have the right to protect it. More than that, you must protect Aarav Aakash and Sanaya. You're a warrior, Arvind. The law will be your sword."So he decided to go with them because he has to fight for justice. He needs excellent support and the money. So he went with them. He convinced his brothers and sister and as an eldest brother three of them listened to them.
SIX MONTHS LATER
Now a Fourth-year LLB student in Delhi, Arvind stood silently at their grave months later. He placed three garlands—one for each of the fallen, and a third for Rani Sa. "I swear on you," he whispered, "I will protect our people. I will rebuild our Haveli. I will take down Vish." He turned, heart heavy but eyes full of fire. Because Arvind was no longer just a boy from a trust. He was a prince. A protector. And the war had just begun. He will take revenge and take over everything which he lost . He will put the persons behind the bars and trap him into the cases which are non-bailable and he has to find his brothers and sister.
All of them adjusted to the new environment and their parents are loving them like their own children. Even Aakash's father and mother belong to the middle class family. His father is an IT professional and mother is a teacher but they are earning well. But Aakash missed the charitable children and his elder brother Arvind, second brother Aarav and his sister Sanya. Will this new generation create history and take over everything that belongs to them? Will the sacrifices of the old generations benefit them or not? The world is vast and huge and four of them are alone in the world.