Viyansh and Vihaan exited their rooms together, feeling the tranquility of the evening settle over them. However, as they entered the living room, they were greeted by an usual sight. Vikram was calmly enjoying his evening tea, a picture of serene authority, while Viraj and Virat sat nearby, their expressions anything but calm. The two brothers were shooting deadly glares at Viyansh and Vihaan. Perplexed by the sudden change in atmosphere, Viyansh and Vihaan exchanged puzzled glances. They walked over to the sofa opposite Viraj and Virat, taking their seats cautiously. The silence was thick, and the confusion was evident on their faces as they looked from one brother to the other, trying to discern the reason for their apparent anger.
Viyansh: "Whatt??"
However, the twins, Viraj and Virat, remained silent, merely making faces at Viyansh and Vihaan.
Vihaan: "Phir se pagalpan ka daura pada hai kya?"
(Are you both having a bout of madness again?)
Vikram: "Vihu, Viyansh, kaha hai meri ladoo aur Vanshi?"
(Vihu, Viyansh, where are my ladoo and Vanshi?)
Vihaan: "Thak gaye the dono papa, they are sleeping."
(They were tired, Dad, so they're sleeping.)
Vikram: "Ohkay."
The maid arrived, carrying evening coffee for Viyansh and Vihaan. They accepted their cups, but as they sipped, they noticed that Viraj and Virat were still glaring at them. The persistent, intense stares from the twins only deepened Viyansh and Vihaan's confusion, making them even more eager to find out what had upset their brothers.
Vihaan: "Kya hua hai tum dono ko?? Jab se hum aaye aise ghure hi ja rahe ho."
(Whatâs wrong with you two? Ever since we came in, youâve just been staring at us like that.)
Viraj and Virat both stood up from their places, their glares still fixed on Viyansh and Vihaan, intensifying the confusion for the two brothers. Viyansh and Vihaan exchanged puzzled glances, unsure of what to make of their brothers' silent actions. As Viraj and Virat moved towards them, Viyansh and Vihaan braced themselves for another round of admonishment. But to their surprise, Viraj and Virat walked past them without a word, heading straight for the staircase. Viyansh furrowed his brow, trying to decipher their intentions.
Viyansh: "Papa, ye in dono ko kya hua hai??"
(Dad, whatâs up with these two?)
Vikram: "Shaitani sujhi hogi koi aur kya, subah se Shanti se baithe the raha nahi gaya hoga."
(They must be up to some mischief, what else? Theyâve been sitting quietly since morning, they probably couldnât handle it anymore.)
Viyansh and Vihaan chuckled at their father's comment, finding amusement in the light-hearted teasing about their younger brothers. They soon finished their supper, enjoying the relaxed atmosphere that had settled over the evening. However, the tranquility was short-lived as Viraj and Virat returned, this time with a pen and paper in hand. They placed the items on the center table in front of Vihaan, their expressions stern and unyielding. Viyansh and Vihaan exchanged confused glances, unsure of what to expect next.
Viyansh: "Now whatâs this?"
Virat folded his arms, maintaining his serious demeanor.
Virat: "Mr. Vihaan Singhania, write down whatever weâre saying."
Vihaan raised his eyebrows in annoyance, while Viyansh made a weird face, their confusion turning into mild irritation. The persistent glares from Viraj and Virat, coupled with the unexplained presence of the pen and paper, only added to their growing frustration. Viraj, matching his brother's stance, said.
Viraj: "Hume darane ki koshish mat karna Varna hum bhabhi maa aur Vanshi bhabhs ko bata denge."
(Donât try to scare us, or weâll tell sister-in-law and Vanshi sister in law everything.)
Virat: "Ab hum jo bol rahe hai vo likhiye."
(Now write down what weâre saying.)
Vihaan: "Fine."
Vihaan took the pen from Virat and bent towards the table where the white paper was placed. As he prepared to write, Viraj and Virat began narrating. Vihaan listened intently, his pen moving swiftly across the paper, while Viyansh watched the scene unfold with a mix of curiosity and amusement.
Viraj: "We, Mr. Viraj Singhania and Mr. Virat Singhania, sons of Mr. Vikram Singhania, want to file a petition in court."
Virat: "We have been facing neglect from our own brothers."
Viyansh and Vihaan both looked at the twins with a mix of confusion and irritation. The inexplicable behavior of Viraj and Virat was starting to wear on their patience, and they were eager to understand what was going on.
Virat: "Hume mat dekhiye jo keh rahe hai likhiye."
(Donât look at us, write down what weâre saying.)
Vihaan rolled his eyes and resumed writing. Viyansh, still puzzled, glanced back and forth between the twins and Vihaan, wondering what had prompted this unusual scenario.
Viraj: "We want an official divorce from Mr. Viyansh Singhania and Mr. Vihaan Singhania."
Vihaan had already stopped writing, and both Viyansh and Vihaan were staring at Viraj and Virat with their mouths open. They couldn't believe the seriousness with which their younger brothers were dictating the agreement. Vikram, observing the entire scene, found it immensely amusing and was trying hard to suppress his laughter.
Virat: "We have been neglected by our own brothers and hence we want an official divorce."
Viraj: "Also, grant us the opportunity to search for better brothers for ourselves."
Virat: "Humare uper atyachar...."
(We have been mistreated...)
Before Virat could complete his sentence, a flying cushion landed squarely on his face, catching him off guard. Viraj quickly grabbed his twin brother to steady him. Virat looked over to see that it was Vihaan who had thrown the cushion, his expression a mix of playful annoyance and mischief.
Viraj: "Mr. Vihaan Singhania.."
Before Viraj could say anything further, Viyansh grabbed Viraj's ears and twisted them, while Vihaan mirrored his actions on Virat. Both Viyansh and Vihaan then playfully slapped Viraj and Virat on their cheeks, eliciting surprised yelps from the twins.
Viyansh: "Divorce chahiye tum dono ko??"
(You want a divorce?)
Vihaan: "Reason batana Zara, so that achche se pitai kar sake dono ki."
(Give us the reason, so we can properly beat both of you up.)
Viraj: "Ahh bhai, kaan chodiye pehle dard ho raha hai."
(Ahh, Brother, stop, it hurts.)
No matter what mischievous activities Viraj and Virat engaged in, Viyansh and Vihaan always loved their younger brothers and could never bear to see them in pain. They consistently ensured that Viraj and Virat were well, whether it was during their school or college days. Viyansh and Vihaan had always been there for their younger brothers, offering support and guidance whenever needed. Viraj and Virat, in turn, had always sensed their elder brothers' love and reciprocated it unconditionally. Their father, Vikram, had been particularly worried about his twin sons after his wife's death, as they were too young at the time to fully understand the loss. However, the way Viyansh and Vihaan stepped up to care for and protect Viraj and Virat was nothing short of commendable. Vikram always admired the bond between his sons, grateful for the way Viyansh and Vihaan had taken on the responsibility of looking after their younger brothers. The love and support within the Singhania family had been a source of strength for all of them, helping them navigate the challenges of life together. Vikram often found solace in the close-knit relationship his sons shared, knowing that their mother would have been proud of the men they had become. Vikram, sipping his tea and observing his sons, felt a profound sense of pride and contentment.
Viyansh and Vihaan immediately released their grip on Viraj and Virat's ears, concern replacing their playful expressions. Despite the brief moment of roughhousing, their love for their younger brothers was evident, and they quickly made sure Viraj and Virat were okay. The twins, although momentarily startled, could see the genuine care in their older brothers' eyes.
Virat: "Haa toh aap dono, bhabhi maa aur bhabhs ke sath shopping gaye toh hume pucha tak nahi?"
(Yes, so you both went shopping with sister-in-law and Vanshi sister-in-law without even asking us?)
Vikram: "Toh ye saara drama is liye tha??"
(So, all this drama was for that?)
Viraj: "Drama nahi ye humare dil ki feelings hai."
(Itâs not drama; these are our heartfelt feelings.)
Vikram started laughing hard at his younger sons' antics, finding the whole scene highly entertaining. Viyansh and Vihaan just shook their heads, a mix of amusement and exasperation on their faces. The playful moment had eased the tension, leaving everyone in better spirits.
Vihaan: "Bhai main bata raha hu in dono ka dahi ke sath rehna kum karo itni nautanki ye use se sikhte hai."
(Brother, Iâm telling you, keep these two away from Dahi, they learn all this drama from her.)
Virat: "Haa aur ek aap hai Vanshi bhabhs ke sath reh ke bhi kuch nahi sikha. Shika Shika karte hai par sikha kuch hai."
(Yeah, and look at you, you haven't learned anything from being with Vanshi sister in law)
Vihaan was about to say something when they heard laughter coming from behind them. Viraj and Virat shared a high five, clearly pleased with themselves. The Singhania siblings turned and saw the boss ladies of the house, Vaidehi and Vanshika, laughing at their banter. The sisters-in-law were approaching, their smiles lighting up the room. Without missing a beat, Vihaan and Viyansh rushed over to help their wives and made them comfortable on the couch.
Viraj: "Bhabhi maa, bhabhs aap dono has rahi hai??"
(Sister-in-law, bhabhi, youâre both laughing?)
Virat: "Ye bhai aur Vihu Bhai toh mauka dundhte hai hume satane ka par aap dono bhi??"
(These brothers, they always look for a chance to tease us, and now you two too?)
Vaidehi and Vanshika stopped laughing, their smiles lingering as they settled onto the couch.
Vaidehi: "Aap dono ne socha bhi kaise ki humne aap dono ke liye kuch nahi liya hoga??"
(How could you even think that we wouldnât get anything for you two?)
Viraj and Virat's faces lit up with excitement. They eagerly pushed Viyansh and Vihaan aside and sat down in front of Vaidehi and Vanshika. The twins' enthusiasm was contagious, bringing even more warmth and joy to the gathering. Viyansh and Vihaan, slightly amused, stepped back to let their younger brothers have their moment, watching as Viraj and Virat engaged animatedly with their sisters-in-law.
Virat: "Sweetiepie, Cutiepie aap dono best hai."
(you both are the best.)
Viraj: "We love you cupcake and buttercup."
Vaidehi and Vanshika caressed Viraj and Virat's cheeks, their gentle touch reflecting the deep affection they felt for their brothers-in-law. Vikram, Viyansh, and Vihaan stood nearby, admiring the bond between the women and the twins. The scene was a perfect picture of familial love and harmony, filling the room with a sense of contentment and togetherness.
Vaidehi stood up and walked over to Vihaan, placing her hands on her waist. She looked incredibly cute with her five-month baby bump, her expression a mix of mock sternness and playfulness. The sight of her made everyone smile, the love and joy in the room becoming even more palpable.
Vaidehi: "Kya keh rahe the ki main nautanki karti hu??"
(What were you saying, that I do drama?)
Vihaan: "Haa toh karti toh hai and please don't try to intimidate me, bachchi toh lagti hi thi pehle se ab golu molu panda lagti hai cute si."
(Yes, you do, and please don't try to intimidate me. You used to look like a kid, now you look like a cute chubby panda.)
Vihaan pulled Vaidehi's cheeks affectionately, but she playfully shrugged his hands away, a smile tugging at his lips.
Vaidehi: "Bhuliye mat Vanshi ne aapko meri vajah se hi maaf Kiya hai, and aapko mujhse dar nahi lagta??"
(Donât forget, Vanshi forgave you because of me, and youâre not afraid of me?)
Vihaan: "Bilkul nahi, huh."
(Not at all, huh.)
Vihaan raised his collar in pride, a triumphant grin on his face. Vaidehi responded with a smirk, her eyes twinkling with amusement. Their playful interaction drew chuckles from the rest of the family.
Vaidehi turned towards Vikram and Viyansh, her eyes brimming with tears. Seeing her emotional, Vikram and Viyansh quickly came over and enveloped her in a side hug, offering comfort. Vikram, ever the protective father-in-law, gave Vihaan a playful slap on the biceps, a light reprimand for making Vaidehi emotional, adding a touch of humor to the tender moment.
Vikram: "Kya karta hai Vihaan."
(What are you doing, Vihaan?)
Viyansh: "Rula diya na Jaan ko"
(You made her cry)
Vikram: "Dhyaan rakhna chahiye na pregnant hai vo."
(You should be careful, sheâs pregnant.)
Vihaan: "Areh par papa, bhai, ye sab nautanki kar rahi hai."
(But, Dad, Brother, sheâs just doing drama.)
Vikram: "Phir vahi baat, khabardar jo meri ladoo ko kuch kaha toh."
(Enough, donât you dare say anything to my daughter)
Vaidehi giggled and stuck her tongue out at Vihaan, who glared at her in mock annoyance. Seeing Vihaan's expression, Viyansh, Viraj, Virat, and Vanshika couldn't help but laugh. The playful banter lightened the mood even more, and soon everyone settled on the couch, ready to enjoy some quality family time together. The room buzzed with laughter and conversation, the bond between them all stronger than ever.
Viyansh: "Viraj, Virat"
Viraj, Virat: "Ji bhai"
(Yes, brother?)
Viyansh: "Yaha aana zara."
(Come here for a second.)
Viraj and Virat approached Viyansh with confused expressions, while Vihaan sat beside Viyansh. Viyansh and Vihaan exchanged a knowing glance before immediately pulling Viraj and Virat into a heartfelt hug. Vikram, Vaidehi, and Vanshika, observing the scene, couldn't help but smile, understanding the reason behind this sudden display of affection.
Viraj: "Kya hua bhai??"
(What happened, brother?)
Virat: "Humne phir kuch kar diya kya?? Bhai sachchi hum mazaak kar rahe the."
(Did we do something again? Brother, we were just joking, honestly.)
Viraj: "Sorry Bhai, Vihu Bhai."
Viyansh: "Dobara ye baat mat bolna ki humse vo bakwas divorce Lena hai ya alag hona hai."
(Donât ever say again that you want that nonsense divorce or to be apart from us.)
They pulled back from the hug, but continued to hold Viraj and Virat's hands. Viyansh and Vihaan's expressions were a mix of love and reassurance, conveying their deep connection without words. Vikram, Vaidehi, and Vanshika continued to smile, their hearts warmed by the display of sibling solidarity and affection.
Viyansh: "Tum dono ko daat ta hu iska matlab ye nahi ki pyaar nahi karta."
(Just because I scold you two doesn't mean I don't love you.)
Vihaan: "Bachpan se sambhala hai dono ko, humare bachche jaise ho aur ab keh rahe ho ki..."
(We've taken care of you since childhood. You're like our own kids, and now you're saying...)
Vihaan was not even able to complete his sentence before Viraj and Virat, feeling the emotions of Viyansh and Vihaan, hugged them back tightly. The embrace was full of love and understanding, solidifying the bond between the brothers.
Viraj: "Sorry Bhai bas mazaak kiya tha."
(Sorry, Brother, we were just joking.)
They pulled back from the hug, and Viyansh playfully slapped Viraj's cheeks. The gesture added a touch of humor to the emotional moment, bringing smiles and light-heartedness back to the group.
Viyansh: "Mazaak me bhi ye baat kabhi mat bolna."
(Don't even say such things as a joke.)
Virat: "Sorry Bhai, dobara aisa nahi bolenge. Also hum bhi aap dono se bahaut pyaar karte hai."
(Sorry, Brother, we won't say it again. Also, we love you both very much.)
Viraj: "We love you Bhai, Vihu Bhai."
Virat: "Hum jante hai aap dono humesha hai humare sath."
(We know you both are always there for us.)
Viraj: "Mumma toh nahi thi zyada par jitna hume yaad hai aap dono ne kabhi unki Kami nahi lagne di hume."
(Mom wasn't around much, but as far as we remember, you both never let us feel her absence.)
Virat: "Toh aapse dur jaane ka kaise soch sakte hai, bhai, Vihu Bhai."
(So how could we ever think of leaving you, Brother, Vihu Brother?)
Viyansh and Vihaan kissed Viraj and Virat's foreheads and gently wiped away the little tears that had formed in their eyes. The siblings loved each other deeply but rarely expressed it in words. Today, as they poured their hearts out, they couldn't hold back their emotions. Even Viyansh and Vihaan had tears in their eyes, which Viraj and Virat tenderly wiped away. Vaidehi and Vanshika, already high on emotions, were also crying, moved by the profound love and connection between the brothers. Vikram, witnessing this heartfelt moment, felt a swell of pride and happiness. He felt immense pride in his upbringing. He had happy tears in his eyes, grateful for the bond his sons shared and the strong family they had become.
The twins, noticing the emotional atmosphere, decided to lighten the mood. With mischievous smiles, Viraj and Virat each planted a quick kiss on Viyansh and Vihaan's cheeks. Taken by surprise, Vihaan and Viyansh quickly pushed them away, their reactions drawing laughter from everyone in the room. The playful gesture successfully broke the emotional tension, filling the space with joy and camaraderie once again.
Viyansh: "You idiots."
Vihaan: "Pagalpan kabhi khatam nahi hoga dono ka."
(Their madness will never end.)
Vikram, Vaidehi, and Vanshika started laughing hard, their laughter echoing through the room. The playful antics of Viraj and Virat had brought a much-needed burst of joy, transforming the atmosphere into one of lighthearted fun.
Viraj: "Bas khatam ho gaya aapka pyaar??"
(So, is your love over now?)
Virat: "Humari toh bas bhabhi maa aur bhabhs hai."
(We only have sisters-in-law)
They both ran towards Vaidehi and Vanshika before Viyansh and Vihaan could react, playfully seeking refuge. Hugging Vaidehi and Vanshika from behind, they placed their heads on their shoulders, grinning mischievously. Vaidehi and Vanshika, caught by surprise, continued laughing along with Vikram as the room buzzed with the lively energy and affectionate playfulness of the Singhania siblings.
Viyansh: "Hatt meri biwi ka gala sab jayega."
(Move away, you're going to choke my wife's neck.)
Viraj: "Bhai jal rahe ho na aap?"
(Brother, are you jealous?)
Vihaan: "Pit jaoge dono bhi."
(Both of you will get beaten up.)
Virat: "Bhabhs dekhiye aapke samne hi dhamki de rahe hai."
(Sister in law, look, theyâre threatening us in front of you.)
Vanshika: "Vihh, aap mere bhaiyon ko nahi maar sakte."
(Vihh, you can't hit my brothers.)
Viyansh: "Jaana, in dono ki khair nahi hai aaj, bahar nikalne bolo."
(Darling, these two aren't safe today, tell them to come out.)
Vaidehi and Vanshika caressed Viraj and Virat's cheeks, their touch gentle and affectionate. The twins, feeling the warmth of their sisters-in-law's love, grinned widely.
Vaidehi: "Koi hath nahi lagayega mere monkeys ko."
(No one will lay a hand on my monkeys.)
Viyansh: "Jaannn"
Viyansh and Vihaan looked at their wives with shocked expressions, unable to believe that Vaidehi and Vanshika had sided with Viraj and Virat. Meanwhile, the twins grinned triumphantly, basking in their victory.
Vikram smiled, his heart warmed by the sight of his children so happy together. Clearing his throat to gain their attention, he watched as they all turned to look at him. Vaidehi giggled and stood up with Viraj's assistance. She walked over to Vikram and playfully pulled his cheeks.
Vaidehi: "Aww Popsy aapko bhi attention chahiye."
(Aww, Popsy, you want attention too.)
Vikram: "Obviously"
All giggled and hugged Vikram, sharing a warm family hug. The Singhanias spent the evening talking, teasing, and laughing together. Later, they gathered for dinner, enjoying the meal with lively conversations and shared memories. After dinner, Viyansh took Vaidehi for a short walk, their fingers intertwined as they strolled through the garden. The cool evening breeze and the gentle rustling of leaves created a serene atmosphere. After their walk, the couple returned to their room. Viyansh handed Vaidehi her essential vitamin supplements along with a glass of turmeric milk. Without any fuss, Vaidehi gulped it down, and Viyansh drank his milk as well. For the past five months, Viyansh had been giving Vaidehi turmeric milk to boost her immunity, and since she wouldn't drink it alone, he joined her. Now, both were habituated to this nightly routine. Viyansh then sat on the couch with his laptop to get some work done, while Vaidehi settled comfortably, feeling content and cared for.
Vaidehi: "Ansh, main na thodi Popsy ke pass se aati hu."
(Ansh, let me spend some time with Popsy.)
Viyansh: "Dhyaan se jaana bachcha"
(Go carefully, sweetheart.)
Vaidehi: "Jii."
(Yes)
Upstairs in his room, Vikram sat on the couch holding a photo frame of his late wife. He traced the outline of her face with his fingers, a bittersweet smile on his lips. Tears glistened in his eyes, reflecting both the love he still held for her and the pride he felt in seeing how their children had grown and bonded.
Vikram: "pata hai Vidya, aaj bahaut yaad aayi tumhari jab humara pura privaar sath tha jaise hum chahte the."
(You know, Vidya, I missed you a lot today when our whole family was together, just the way we wanted.)
He was reminiscing about all the moments he had spent with his wife. Memories of their shared laughter, tender conversations, and the challenges they had faced together flooded his mind. The photo frame in his hands felt like a bridge to those cherished times, each recollection bringing a mix of joy and sorrow. As he sat there, tears gently rolling down his cheeks, Vikram felt a profound connection to his past, grateful for the love they had shared and the beautiful family they had created together.
Vikram: "Janti ho humari Vaidehi and Vanshika pregnant hai, jald hi unke bachche bhi is ghar me khelenge, tab bhi tumhari Kami bahaut khale gi."
(You know our Vaidehi and Vanshika are pregnant, and soon their children will be playing in this house. Even then, your absence will be deeply felt.)
Vikram was lost in talking with his wife when a soft knock on the door brought him back to the present. Quickly, he wiped his tears and gently hid the photo frame under a cushion on the couch.
Vikram: "Come in"
The door opened, and Vaidehi stepped inside. She immediately sensed the emotional atmosphere and noticed Vikram trying to compose himself.
Vikram: "Arehh ladoo, beta soyi nahi abhi tak."
(Oh, Ladoo, youâre not asleep yet?)
Vaidehi came over and sat beside Vikram. He gently adjusted the cushions and made sure she was comfortable, his demeanor shifting to one of warmth and care.
Vaidehi: "Nahi, vo kya hai na mujhe laga mujhe apne Popsy ke pass jaana chahiye."
(No, I thought I should come to my Dad.)
Vikram chuckled softly.
Vikram: "Achcha ladoo ji."
Vaidehi smiled warmly and held Vikram's hand.
Vaidehi: "Momzee ko miss kar rahe the na aap."
(You were missing Mom, werenât you?)
The tears Vikram had been trying to hide began to trickle down his cheeks. He smiled through his tears, feeling a sense of relief and comfort in Vaidehi's presence.
Vikram: "Ha aaj thodi zyada yaad aa rahi thi."
(Yes, I was missing her a lot today.)
Vaidehi: "Popsy aap rona nahi Varna momzee ko pata chala ki maine aapko rone diya hai toh mera kya hoga."
(Popsy, donât cry, or if Momzee finds out I made you cry, what will happen to me?)
Vikram chuckled and patted Vaidehi gently on her head.
Vaidehi: "Aap unhe Khushi se yaad kijiye Popsy, saare achche palon ko yaad kijiye, aise aansu mat bahaiye. Kya momzee aapko aise dekhengi toh unhe achcha lagega?? Nahi na"
(Remember her with happiness, Popsy. Remember all the good times; donât shed tears like this. Would Momzee like seeing you like this? No, right?)
Vikram lowered his gaze, trying to compose himself. Vaidehi, noticing his emotional state, stepped forward and gently wiped his tears. She cupped his face in her hands, her touch tender and reassuring, and then moved his face from left to right playfully.
Vaidehi: "Samjhe mere buddhu Popsy?"
(Do you understand, my silly Popsy?)
Vikram chuckled and nodded, his spirits visibly lifted.
Vikram: "Kaise samajh jati hai sab tu?"
(How do you understand everything?)
Vaidehi just shrugged her shoulders playfully.
Vaidehi: "Your ladoo's magic."
Both giggled.
Vaidehi: "Popsy main aapki godh me sar rakh lu??"
(Popsy, can I lay my head in your lap?)
Vikram: "Ye kab se shuru hua hai?"
(Since when did this start?)
Vaidehi: "Kya?"
(What?)
Vikram: "Yhi ki meri beti mujhse izzat lene lagi."
(That my daughter started asking me for permission.)
Vaidehi smiled and then placed her head on Vikram's lap. He gently started giving her a head massage, his fingers moving soothingly through her hair. As he did, he began talking about his beloved wife, sharing fond memories and stories. The sound of his voice and the comfort of his touch soon lulled Vaidehi to sleep. Vikram continued to speak softly, not realizing that Vaidehi had drifted off.
Viyansh, noticing the late hour, realized Vaidehi hadn't returned to their room yet. Concerned, he decided to check on her. As he approached Vikram's room, the sight that met his eyes melted his heart: Vaidehi was peacefully sleeping on his father's lap, and Vikram was gently massaging her head while reminiscing about his late wife. Viyansh stood in the doorway for a moment, taking in the touching scene. The love and tenderness in his father's actions and the serene expression on Vaidehi's face filled him with warmth. He quietly entered the room, not wanting to disturb the peaceful moment. Vikram noticed Viyansh and gave him a gentle smile.
Vikram: "Oh Viyansh, ye ladoo..."
Vikram saw that Vaidehi had fallen asleep on his lap.
Viyansh: "So gayi hai vo papa."
(She fell asleep, Dad.)
Vikram: "Yeah I don't know how and when."
Viyansh simply smiled and then knelt down in front of Vikram.
Viyansh: "Mumma ki yaad aa rahi thi aapko?"
(Were you missing Mom?)
Vikram: "Use bhulta hi nahi hu, har waqt mere zehen me rehti hai meri Vidya. "
(I never forget her, she's always in my mind, my Vidya.)
Viyansh smiled, deeply moved by the enduring love his father still held for his mother. Even after many years since her demise, Vikram's love remained unwavering and strong, a testament to the profound bond they shared. This realization filled Viyansh with a profound sense of respect and admiration for his father. As he watched Vaidehi sleep peacefully beside him, Viyansh couldn't help but reflect on the beautiful legacy of love his parents had left behind. He gently brushed a strand of hair from Vaidehi's face, vowing silently to cherish and protect their own growing family with the same devotion and love.
Viyansh: "Mumma humesha humare sath hai papa"
(Mom is always with us, Dad.)
Vikram caressed Viyansh's cheeks, his touch filled with paternal affection.
Vikram: "I know, also ye hai na bilkul Vidya ke jaisi hai ye."
(I know, and this one here is just like Vidya.)
Vikram said this while gently caressing a sleeping Vaidehi's head, his eyes filled with a mix of nostalgia and pride.
Vikram: "Bas Vidya ki tarah gussa nahi karti hai par Shararaton me bahaut aage hai ye."
(She doesnât get angry like Vidya did, but she's very mischievous.)
Viyansh chuckled softly at Vikram's statement.
Viyansh: "Gussa bhi bahaut karti hai aapki laadli, bas main chupchaap seh leta hu."
(She does get angry a lot, your favourite, but I quietly bear it.)
Vikram playfully slapped Viyansh's hand.
Vikram: "Chup, burai mat kar meri ladoo ki "
(Hush, don't speak ill of my daughter.)
Viyansh chuckled.
Vikram: "Isne toh yaha aake is mansion ko vapas ghar banaya hai."
(She has made this mansion a home again.)
Both the father and son duo admired the sleeping beauty before them.
Viyansh: "Haa aur apni harkaton se sabko pagal bhi banaya hai"
(Yes, and made everyone crazy with her antics.)
Both chuckled softly, reminiscing about Vaidehi's playful antics and mischievous moments. The memories brought smiles to their faces, highlighting the joy and light Vaidehi brought into their lives.
Vikram: "Chal ab leja ise Sula de."
(Now take her and put her to bed.)
Viyansh: "Aap bhi araam kar lijiye."
(You should rest too.)
Vikram nodded approvingly as Viyansh gently lifted Vaidehi into his arms and carefully carried her out of the room. Viyansh moved with tenderness, ensuring Vaidehi remained comfortable as they made their way downstairs to their room.
As Viyansh settled Vaidehi into their bed, he felt a deep sense of peace wash over him. The day's moments of love, laughter, and family bonding played in his mind, bringing a smile to his face. He climbed into bed beside Vaidehi, wrapping his arms around her protectively.
Upstairs, Vikram placed the photo frame of his late wife back in its place, feeling comforted by the memories and the strong family bonds that had grown even stronger. He headed to bed with a heart full of love and pride.
Meanwhile, Vihaan, Viraj, and Virat also settled into their rooms, their hearts light and content from the evening spent together. Vanshika, already asleep, was nestled comfortably against Vihaan's chest, knowing she was surrounded by love and care. Vihaan kissed Vanshika's forehead, feeling a deep sense of love and gratitude for his family. Cherishing the precious moments and the strong bonds they shared, he felt content and blessed.
The Singhania family slept peacefully that night, their hearts filled with the warmth of their connections and the enduring love that bound them together. Each of them, in their own way, felt grateful for the bond they shared and the promise of many more beautiful moments to come.
The next day, Viyansh and Vihaan went to meet some of their common friends for lunch. They returned in the evening, with Viyansh still on a call, waiting outside the house while Vihaan went inside.
Vihaan: "Aaaahhhhhh."
Viyansh came running inside when he heard Vihaan's voice. Concern etched on his face, he quickly found Vihaan standing in the living room.
Viyansh: "Aaaahhhhhh."
Vikram: "Kya hai, kyu chilla rahe ho dono??"
(What's wrong? Why are you both screaming?)
Viyansh: "Ye ... Ye kya kar rakha hai aap logo ne???"
(What... What have you done???)
Viraj: "Relax kar rahe hai achcha hai na??"
(Relaxing, isn't it nice?)
Virat: "Bhabhi maa aur bhabhs ka idea tha."
(It was the Sisters in law's idea.)
Vihaan: "Jab jab sochta hu ye dono normal hai tab tab mujhe galat sabit kar dete hai mujhe."
(Every time I think these two are normal, they prove me wrong.)
Vanshika: "Kya kaha aapne Vihh?"
(What did you say, Vihaan?)
Vihaan: "Nothing Shika."
Viyansh: "aur ACP sahab aap yaha kya kar rahe hai, hum friends ka milne ka plan tha tab toh aapne kaha ki aap busy hai."
(And ACP sir, what are you doing here? When we planned to meet, you said you were busy.)
Eklavya: "Ha toh busy hi toh hu, meri beheno ne bulaya tha."
(Yes, I am busy; my sisters called me.)
Viyansh looked at Vaidehi and chuckled.
Viyansh: "Jaana ye sab kya hai bachcha?? Achanak se kya kya aata hai aapne dimaag me?"
(Darling, what is all this? What suddenly came to your mind?)
Vaidehi was applying a face mask on Vikram's face, adding a playful twist by creating a funny mustache. Nearby, Vanshika was doing the same to Eklavya, both of them engrossed in the task. The sight of their father with a humorous mustache made Viyansh burst into laughter. Meanwhile, Viraj and Virat's faces were completely covered with a white face mask, making them look quite comical. This was the reason Vihaan and Viyansh had shouted earlier, taken aback by the sight.
Vaidehi: "Ansh aaj sab Ghar pe the toh relaxing ke liye skin care plan Kiya, achcha idea hai na?"
(Ansh, since everyone was home today, I planned a skincare session to relax. Isn't it a good idea?)
Vaidehi stood up after applying the mask on Vikram's face, admiring her handiwork with a satisfied grin.
Vikram: "Areh bilkul achcha idea hai Ladoo, bahaut relax feel ho raha hai."
(Oh, it's a great idea, ladoo, feeling very relaxed.)
Vaidehi: "Ansh, bhai aap dono ko bhi kar du??"
(Ansh, Brother, should I do it for you two as well?)
Viyansh walked over to Vaidehi and gently guided her to sit on the couch.
Viyansh: "Tum pehle araam Karo, ek minute Shanti se baithti nahi ho."
(You relax first. You never sit quietly for a minute.)
Naina: "Sahi kaha bhai aapne."
(Youâre right, Brother.)
Naina emerged from the kitchen with a tray of snacks, followed closely by one-year-old Ekansh. The little boy toddled along, holding onto his mother's dupatta for support, his tiny feet padding softly against the floor. The sight of Ekansh brought a fresh wave of smiles and coos from everyone in the room. Naina placed the tray of snacks on the center table. Vaidehi, seated comfortably on the couch, extended her hands towards Ekansh with a warm smile.
Vaidehi: "Ayee cutiee apni Buii ke pass aao."
(Hey cutie, come to your aunt)
Ekansh: "Buiii"
Ekansh gave Vaidehi a toothy grin, his tiny feet pattering quickly as he ran towards her. Vaidehi scooped him up with a loving smile, planting a gentle kiss on his cheeks. His giggles filled the room, a sweet sound that brought joy to everyone around. Viyansh then took Ekansh into his arms, ruffling his soft hair with a gentle hand.
Viyansh: "Chote ACP sahab kaise hai aap??"
(How are you, little ACP sir?)
Ekansh: "Aiii...eee"
Ekansh started jumping happily in Viyansh's arms, making everyone laugh. His infectious joy brought even more light to the room. After a moment, he wriggled to be put down and toddled over to Vaidehi. With wide, curious eyes, Ekansh placed his tiny hand on Vaidehi's stomach, his gaze fixed on her baby bump. The innocent wonder in his eyes as he looked up at Vaidehi was heartwarming. Vaidehi smiled tenderly at him, gently placing her hand over his.
Vaidehi: "Baby yaha aapka baby brother ya baby sister hai."
(Baby, your baby brother or baby sister is here.)
Ekansh: "Sis..si..siltal."
(Sister)
Ekansh smiled with his two tiny teeth and wrapped his little arms around Vaidehi, kissing and nibbling her cheeks. Vaidehi giggled at his affectionate antics, while Viyansh watched, feeling a twinge of playful jealousy. He quickly swooped in, lifting Ekansh from Vaidehi's embrace and placing him on his lap.
Viyansh: "Hey young man, you canât kiss my wife."
Eklavya: "Haa mere sher, tu sidha iski beti se shadi karke use ghar le aana."
(Yes, my lion, marry his daughter and bring her home.)
Ekansh: "Sashi.."
(Shadi)
Ekansh started giggling, his laughter echoing through the room. Viyansh, glared at Eklavya with a mock-serious expression.
Viyansh: "Naina bhabhi ye insaan yaha se sahi salamat toh nahi jayega."
(Naina sister in law, this man wonât leave here unharmed.)
Naina: "Chalega bhai, Vaise bhi budhape me inko Jo jawani ka josh Chadha hai vo bhi utar jayega."
(Itâs okay, Brother. Anyway, the old man will lose his youthful enthusiasm too.)
As everyone laughed at Viyansh's playful comment, Eklavya leaned over and whispered something into Naina's ear. Naina's eyes widened with surprise before she broke into a smile.
Eklavya: "Tum ghar chali tumhe main batata hu kitna jawan hu aur kitna Buddha."
(You come home, and Iâll show you how young I am.)
Naina: "Bhuliye mat Ekansh humare sath hi sota hai."
(Donât forget, Ekansh sleeps with us.)
Naina whispered back to Eklavya, her eyes sparkling with mischief.
Eklavya: "See I love my son, lekin aaj raat use qurbani Deni padegi."
(See, I love my son, but tonight, heâll have to make a sacrifice.)
As the lively scene unfolded, Naina playfully slapped Eklavya's hand, drawing his attention away from his antics. Eklavya grinned sheepishly, clearly enjoying the light-hearted atmosphere. Viyansh and Vaidehi were completely engrossed in playing with Ekansh, their laughter filling the room. Ekanshâs giggles were contagious, making everyone around him smile. On the other side of the room, Vihaan was lovingly feeding snacks to Vanshika, who was enjoying the pampering. Their affectionate interaction was heartwarming to watch, showcasing their strong bond. Meanwhile, Virat and Viraj were beside their father, teasing him about his age. Vikram took their jibes in stride, his eyes twinkling with amusement. He loved how his family could come together and enjoy these moments of fun and camaraderie. Just then, Virajâs phone rang. He excused himself and stepped aside to answer the call, still smiling from the playful banter with his family.
Girl: "Heyyyy cookie."
Viraj: "Tumhe kitni baar bolu mujhe ye sab mat bulaya Karo."
(How many times have I told you not to call me that?)
Girl: "Areh aise kaise mera manna hai ki ladkiyo ko unke pati ka naam nahi lena chahiye toh future ke liye main abhi se aadat daal Rahi hu."
(Oh, come on. I believe that girls shouldn't call their future husband by his name, so I'm just getting used to it.)
Viraj: "Tumhe samajh nahi aata ki mujhe in sab relationship and all me koi interest nahi hai."
(Donât you understand that I have no interest in all these relationships and stuff?)
Girl: "Ha relationship me mujhe bhi interest nahi hai cookie, hum sidha shadi karenge."
(Yeah, Iâm not interested in relationships either, cookie. We'll go straight to marriage.)
Viraj: "Chup kar jao pagal ladki."
(Shut up, crazy girl.)
Girl: "Tumhare pyaar me pagalpan bhi manjur hai."
(I'm willing to be crazy for your love.)
Viraj: "Yaar dekho hum sirf friends bhi toh ban sakte hai na."
(Look, can't we just be friends?)
Girl: "Huhhh, tumhi karo friendship main toh pyaar karungi."
(Huh, you can be friends, but I'm going to love you.)
Viraj: "Girl, youâre just 20. Why donât you focus on your studies?"
Girl: "Main tumhe pati banana chahti hu aur tum ho ki meri maa banne pe tule ho."
(I want to make you my husband, and here you are trying to act like my mother.)
Viraj: "Areh par main.."
(But I...)
Girl: "areh vareh kuch nahi. meet me tomorrow at 11. Now bye, aaye bade dost banne."
(No buts. Meet me tomorrow at 11. Now bye, mister wants to be just friends.)
She hung up the call, and Viraj looked at the screen with a smile, shaking his head in amusement.
Viraj: "Pagal kahiki."
(Crazy girl.)
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