Two months later, Vaidehi was now seven months pregnant, and her baby bump had grown significantly. The extra weight made it a bit difficult for her to sit down and stand up on her own, but Viyansh was always there to help her. His presence was more important than ever, and he made sure to be by her side whenever she needed him, offering support and comfort. Despite the passage of time, her reliance on Viyansh has only deepened. She continues to need him by her side constantly, and now, more than ever, his presence is essential to her well-being. While other women crave spicy food, sweets, and various treats, Vaidehi, Viyansh's beloved wife, has two unique cravings. The first, unsurprisingly, is for her husband's constant presence; she needs Viyansh by her side 24/7. The second craving is for broccoli salad, a dish both she and Viyansh adore, though it often elicits grimaces from the other family members.
Vanshika is now five months pregnant, and Vihaan finds himself constantly running after her to ensure she eats on time and consumes healthy food. Despite her frequent tantrums and resistance, Vihaan never complains. In fact, he has become an expert at handling her whims. Vanshikaâs tantrums stem from her love for his pampering, and Vihaan has discovered various ways to pacify her and ensure she eats properly. Vihaan's days are filled with running behind Vanshika, ensuring she eats on time and consumes nutritious food. He has developed a repertoire of tactics to pacify her and make her eat, from gentle coaxing to creative culinary tricks that sneak healthy ingredients into her favorite dishes. Her baby bump is now visible, making her even more adorable in Vihaan's eyes. He finds himself unable to take his eyes off her, captivated by her charm and the love they share during this special time.
Vanshika and Vaidehi, now both visibly pregnant, often roam around the house together, looking super cute and adorable in their husbands' clothes. They find comfort in the loose-fitting shirts and enjoy the cozy feeling of being wrapped in their husbands' belongings. Their husbands, Viyansh and Vihaan, find this habit endearing and love seeing their wives so comfortable and happy. The sight of the two pregnant women moving around the house, sharing moments of laughter and support, brings a special warmth and joy to the entire Singhania household.
Yesterday, Sangeeta, Abhinav, and Harshvardhan visited Vaidehi. During their visit, Sangeeta suggested that they celebrate Vaidehi's "Godhbharai" (baby shower), given that she is now seven months pregnant. After discussing the idea, it was agreed that the baby shower would take place in two days, which is tomorrow. The excitement for the celebration is building as everyone prepares to make this special occasion memorable for Vaidehi.
Right now, Vaidehi is sitting on the bed in their room, dressed comfortably in a pair of leggings and Viyansh's oversized hoodie. Sheâs scrolling through her phone with a downcast expression, clearly preoccupied with something that has put a frown on her face. Earlier today, Vanshika had called Viyansh, informing him that Vaidehi seemed unusually sad. Understanding immediately that his wife must be missing him, Viyansh decided to cut his day short and return home earlier than planned. His concern for Vaidehi was evident as he hurried back in the afternoon, eager to be by her side. Upon entering the room, Viyansh saw Vaidehi sitting there, her sadness palpable as she continued to stare at her phone. Without a word, he approached her, his heart full of tenderness and concern. Viyansh swiftly tossed his blazer onto the couch as he moved towards Vaidehi. Sitting down beside her on the bed, he noticed her sad expression and immediately wrapped her in a gentle side hug. His concern for her was evident as he began rubbing her arms soothingly with one hand while using the other to tenderly adjust the strands of her hair that had fallen across her face.
Viyansh: "Kya hua mere bachche ko??"
(What's wrong, my love?)
Vaidehi pouted and extended her phone towards Viyansh, her eyes still reflecting her sadness. Viyansh frowned in confusion as he took the phone from her hands. On the screen was a beautiful golden dress, vibrant and elegant.
Viyansh: "That's a really pretty dress, Jaana."
Vaidehi: "Ansh mujhe yehi pehenna tha kal Godhbharai me"
(Ansh, I wanted to wear this at the baby shower tomorrow.)
Viyansh: "Ohh, ruko main abhi order kar deta hu."
(Oh, wait. I'll order it right now.)
Vaidehi: "Ansh, it's out of stock."
She spoke with a sorrowful expression.
Viyansh: "Ohh, koi baat nahi biwi, tum kuch aur pehenna lena, mumma ne kitni pretty dresses di hai na tumhe."
(Oh, no problem, love. You can wear something else. Mom gave you so many pretty dresses, didn't she?)
Vaidehi: "Hmmm."
Viyansh: "Achcha ye batao khana khaya tumne?"
(Okay, tell me, did you eat?)
Vaidehi: "Jii, medicines bhi le li hai."
(Yes, and I took my medicines too.)
She gave him a faint smile.
Viyansh: "Oh, my good girl. Is your backache better now?"
Viyansh, still gently rubbing her back, asked with a concerned tone, Vaidehi nodded slightly.
Viyansh: "Okay ab thoda rest karlo, You look so tired, Jaana. Come, lie down."
(Okay, now rest a little)
Viyansh gently helped Vaidehi lie down on the bed, noticing that she seemed more relaxed as he guided her into a comfortable position. Instead of using a pillow, Vaidehi nestled her head on his lap, seeking the familiar comfort of his presence. Viyansh smiled warmly at this gesture, his heart swelling with affection. He settled into the position, carefully ensuring she was comfortable. With one hand, he began to run his fingers through her hair, the soothing motion intended to calm and comfort her. His other hand was occupied as Vaidehi playfully intertwined her fingers with his, a soft smile on her lips as she gently tugged at his fingers. The gentle rhythm of Viyanshâs fingers in her hair, combined with the warmth of his lap, soon lulled Vaidehi into a peaceful slumber. Her breathing became even and calm, her features softening into an expression of serene contentment. Viyansh looked down at her with a tender smile, his heart full as he observed her restful state. Leaning down, he placed a gentle kiss on her forehead.
Viyansh, with the utmost care, gently lifted Vaidehiâs head from his lap and placed it on the pillow. He then carefully covered her with the duvet, ensuring she was warm and snug. To provide extra comfort, he arranged some pillows around her and placed one under her feet to help alleviate the swelling and discomfort she often experiences. Knowing how much her feet hurt lately, he had made it a point to massage them regularly, and he made sure the pillow was positioned just right. He adjusted the AC temperature to a comfortable level, taking into account her current sensitivity to temperature changes. After making sure everything was perfect, Viyansh gave his sleeping wife one last loving glance. Satisfied that she was well taken care of, he quietly took his car keys and left the room.
The next day, everything was set for Vaidehiâs "Godhbharai" (baby shower). The house was beautifully decorated, and all the arrangements were meticulously planned. Vaidehi and Vanshika were instructed to rest and not lift a finger, ensuring they were well taken care of. The guest list was impressive, including Sangeeta, Naina, Ashwini (Eklavyaâs mother), Prerna (Vanshikaâs mother), Samriddhi (Vanshikaâs sister-in-law), Ananya (Vaidehiâs best friend), along with other friends and female relatives. The atmosphere was filled with excitement and anticipation as everyone prepared to celebrate this special occasion. Meanwhile, the men were notably displeased. Viyansh and Vihaan, in particular, were sulking because they had been excluded from the event. The decision, suggested by Ashwini the night before, meant that the men were not allowed to participate in the function. The mood among the men was marked by a mix of frustration and disappointment as they had to accept their sidelined role in the celebration.
Vaidehi was standing in her room's closet, looking through her clothes with a somewhat detached expression. She picked out a bright yellow dress, but her heart didn't seem in it as she prepared to put it on. The dress, which was intended to be festive and cheerful, contrasted with her mood, which was more subdued. Just as she was about to start changing, Viyansh entered the closet.
Viyansh: "Bachcha aakhein band kijiye."
(Close your eyes, love.)
Vaidehi: "Ansh, mujhe ready hona hai."
(Ansh, I need to get ready.)
Viyansh: "Haa I know isiliye jaldi se aakhein band karo please na jaana."
(Yes, I know, that's why quickly close your eyes, please, sweetheart.)
She smiled at how her husband could be so childlike at times. She closed her eyes for a moment and with a gentle touch, Viyansh took the yellow dress from her hand and replaced it with a small packet.
Viyansh: "Ji ab kholiye aakhein."
(Now open your eyes.)
Vaidehi opened her eyes and looked at the packet in her hand.
Vaidehi: "Ye kya hai Ansh??"
(What is this, Ansh?)
Viyansh: "Khud dekh lijiye Biwi saheba."
(See for yourself, my dear wife.)
She put her hand inside the packet and pulled out the soft, elegant material. Her eyes shone with happiness, and a wide grin spread across her face as she admired the beautiful outfit. The fabric felt wonderful to the touch, and the design was perfect for the occasion. Her joy was evident, and she looked at Viyansh with appreciation and love.
Vaidehi: "Annnnshhhhhhh"
Overcome with joy, Vaidehi quickly hugged Viyansh, though her baby bump made the embrace a bit awkward. She glanced down at her bump and then back at Viyansh with a pout. Viyansh couldnât help but chuckle at the sight. Gently, he turned her around and embraced her from behind, his arms wrapping around her lovingly. Vaidehi grinned up at him, feeling his warmth and affection. She looked up at him with affection, leaning in to kiss his cheek.
Viyansh: "Do you like it?"
Vaidehi: "I love it Ansh, but aapne ye kaise kiya?? Ye dress toh out of stock thi."
(I love it, Ansh, but how did you do this? This dress was out of stock.)
Viyansh returned the kiss on Vaidehiâs cheek with a loving touch of his own. As he held her close, he gently began caressing her baby bump, his hands moving with a tender, soothing motion.
Viyansh: "So what ab meri Jaan ko yehi pehenna tha toh vo yehi pehnegi afterall itna important event hai meri jaan aur little Jaan ka."
(So what? If my love wants to wear this, then she will. After all, it's such an important event for my love and our little one.)
Vaidehi: "Par phir bhi Ansh bataiye na"
(But still, Ansh, tell me how.)
Viyansh: "It's simple, Jaan. I ordered and got it custom-made. Anyway, the original material wasn't good, but this one is the best. ye aapko chubhega bhi nahi, ekdum soft and comfortable."
(It won't irritate you; it's very soft and comfortable.)
Vaidehi gasped at the revelation, her eyes widening in surprise.
Vaidehi: "Just in one day??"
Viyansh: "Aapke ke liye toh ek hour me bhi banva sakte hai."
(For you, I could get it done in an hour.)
Vaidehi blushed deeply when she realized that Viyansh had arranged for the dress to be custom-made in just one day. Viyansh had gone to great lengths, even bribing the designer with a significant amount of money in lakhs, just to ensure she was happy and could wear the dress she wanted for her Godhbharai. It didnât matter to Viyansh how much it cost; what mattered was seeing her smile and making her feel special. The gesture underscored his love and dedication, and Vaidehi felt incredibly cherished.
Viyansh: "Ohh mera cute cute chotu kashmiri seb, aaj toh kha hi jaunga."
(Oh, my cute little Kashmiri apple, I'm going to eat you up today.)
In a playful moment, Viyansh cheekily sucked on Vaidehiâs cheeks and nibbled gently. Vaidehi giggled at his affectionate and somewhat mischievous gesture, the sound of her laughter filling the room. She playfully swatted him on his chest.
Vaidehi: "Chaliye hatiye ab ready hone dijiye."
(Move aside now, let me get ready.)
Viyansh: "Meri little Jaan ki mumma ko main hi ready karunga, aap change kar lijiye bas."
(I will get my little one's mom ready myself. Just change your clothes.)
Vaidehi nodded with a smile and soon changed into the new dress. Once she was ready, she called for Viyansh to help her. He came to her side and gently helped her sit on the Ottoman. With care and tenderness, Viyansh began to adorn her with the golden bangles, sliding them onto her wrists. He then proceeded to place delicate anklets on her ankles, adding a touch of elegance to her outfit. Vaidehiâs neck was already adorned with her nuptial chain, a cherished piece she never removed and preferred to wear over anything else. With great care, Viyansh fashioned a beautiful French braid with Vaidehi's hair, his hands moving skillfully. He added a touch of elegance by adorning her braid with a fragrant gajra, its white blossoms contrasting beautifully with her hair. Next, Viyansh placed her golden jhumkas in her ears, their intricate design complementing her outfit perfectly. He then applied Kohl to her eyes, accentuating their natural beauty. nowing Vaidehi's preferences, he chose a shade of lipstick that was not only her favorite but also smudge-proofâas he does'nt trust himself. He carefully placed a small diamond bindi between her eyebrows and filled her hairline with a subtle, elegant touch. Every item used in her adornment had been purchased by Viyansh himself, reflecting his dedication to making Vaidehi feel special. He had taken the time to shop for these items, demonstrating his love and attention to detail. As Vaidehi stood up, she looked at herself in the mirror, appreciating the meticulous care Viyansh had put into her appearance. She turned to him with a question, her eyes shining with gratitude and affection.
Vaidehi: "Main kaisi lag rahi hu Ansh."
(How do I look, Ansh?)
Viyansh took a moment to admire Vaidehiâs radiant appearance, rotating his hands gently around her face as if to fully appreciate the beauty of his wife. With a loving smile, he then cracked his fingers on the side of his head, a traditional gesture meant to ward off the evil eye and protect her from any negative energies.
Viyansh: "Although aaj Godhbharai hai, lekin aap bilkul meri dulhan lag rahi hai Bachcha."
(Although today is the baby shower, but you look just like my bride, sweetheart.)
She smiled, and her cheeks naturally flushed a soft pink, adding to her beauty. The genuine happiness and contentment she felt were evident in her glowing complexion, making her look even more radiant.
Viyansh: "Bas ek cheez ki kami hai."
(But something is missing.)
Vaidehi: "Kya Ansh?"
(What?)
Viyansh pulled out a beautiful waist chain from the drawer and presented it to Vaidehi. As she saw the delicate piece of jewelry, her smile slowly faded, and a pout formed on her lips.
Vaidehi: "This won't fit me now, Ansh. My belly is so big now."
Viyansh's smile was warm and filled with affection as he knelt down before Vaidehi. He gently wrapped his hands around her waist, his touch tender and loving. With utmost care, he secured the waist chain around her waist, letting the delicate piece rest perfectly against her attire. As he completed the delicate task, Vaidehiâs eyes widened in surprise, and she gasped softly. The waist chain, now elegantly draped around her, added a beautiful touch to her ensemble.
Vaidehi: "Ye...ye kaise, I mean how did it fit me??"
Still kneeling before Vaidehi, Viyansh leaned in and gently kissed her stomach.
Viyansh: "Areh meri bholi biwi saheba, jab aapke liye kapde banva sakte hai toh waist chain kya cheez hai."
(Oh, my naive wife, if I can get clothes made for you, what's a waist chain?)
Vaidehi grinned at Viyansh's tender gesture and cupped his face gently with her hands.
Vaidehi: "Ansh aap best hai."
(Ansh, you're the best.)
Viyansh chuckled softly at Vaidehiâs loving gesture and then stood up.
Viyansh: "There's one more thing."
Vaidehi: "What?"
Viyansh: "Wait."
Viyansh reached for the packet and carefully took out the dupatta that complemented Vaidehi's dress. The dupatta was likely adorned with intricate details, matching the elegance of the outfit.
Vaidehi: "Ohh dupatta ye toh main bhul ho gayi."
(Oh, the dupatta. I forgot about it.)
Viyansh carefully draped the dupatta over Vaidehi's left shoulder and secured it with a safety pin, ensuring it stayed in place perfectly. With a gentle touch, he adjusted the fabric so it fell elegantly around her. He then guided her to the mirror, and as Vaidehi looked at her reflection, her eyes widened in surprise and delight.
Vaidehi: "Ansh it's so beautiful."
Vaidehi traced the intricate red embroidery on the dupatta with her fingers, reading the special message: "Little Jaan ki Mumma." The personal touch brought tears to her eyes, deeply moved by Viyanshâs thoughtful gesture. Seeing her emotional response, Viyansh quickly wiped away her tears with a gentle touch, his own eyes reflecting his love and care.
Viyansh: "Oye meri little Jaan ki mumma, aaj Rona nahi hai bilkul bhi."
(Oh, mother of my little one, no crying today, okay?)
Vaidehi: "Ansh I love you bahaut bahaut bahaut saaraaa."
(Ansh, I love you so so so much.)
Vaidehi said, her voice trembling with emotion, and quickly wrapped her arms around Viyansh from the side. The baby bump made it difficult for them to embrace fully, but the side hug was filled with warmth and affection.
Viyansh: "I too love you bachcha."
Viyansh gently kissed Vaidehiâs forehead.
Viyansh: "Ab aap ready hai toh chale??"
(Are you ready now? Shall we go?)
Vaidehi: "Par aap toh allowed nahi hai na??"
(But you're not allowed, right?)
Viyansh: "Hmm ye Zulm toh hua hai mere sath, but no issues."
(Hmm, that's the injustice done to me, but no issues.)
Vaidehi: "Sorry Ansh, main sachchi chahti thi aap aaye function me par."
(Sorry, Ansh. I really wanted you to come to the function, but...)
Viyansh: "Koi baat nahi jaana kuch hi der ki baat hai."
(No problem, sweetheart. It's just for a little while.)
Vaidehi nodded, and Viyansh smiled warmly in response.
Viyansh: "Chalo ab bahar chalte hai Mumma aati hongi aapko lene."
(Come on, let's go outside. Mom must be coming to get you.)
Vaidehi: "Jii."
(Yeah)
As Vaidehi and Viyansh returned to their room, Sangeeta walked in at the same time. She glanced at them, her eyes filled with anticipation and approval as she took in Vaidehiâs beautifully completed look.
Sangeeta: "Hayy meri bachchi kitni pyaari lag rahi hai, kisi ki Nazar na Lage."
(Oh, my dear, you look so beautiful. May no one cast an evil eye on you.)
Sangeeta approached Vaidehi with a gentle smile. She took a bit of Kohl from her own eyes and carefully applied it to the back of Vaidehiâs ear. This traditional gesture was meant to ward off any negative energy and add an extra layer of protection and good luck to Vaidehiâs special day.
Vaidehi: "Thank you Mumma."
Sangeeta tenderly caressed Vaidehiâs cheeks, her touch warm and affectionate. She then turned her gaze towards Viyansh.
Sangeeta: "Areh Viyansh beta aap ready nahi huye??"
(Oh, Viyansh, dear, you're not ready yet?)
Viyansh: "Mumma main?? Aap log ne hi toh kaha tha ki gents allowed nahi hai."
(Mom Me? You all said that men aren't allowed.)
Viyansh, in a playful and slightly childish tone, made a light-hearted complaint, drawing a chuckle from Sangeeta. She responded with a warm smile and gently caressed his cheeks.
Sangeeta: "Ha par vo kuch der baad se, Pehla shagun aapko hi dena hai apni biwi ko."
(Yes, but that's later. You have to give the first blessing to your wife.)
Viyanshâs eyes sparkled with a mixture of joy and affection as he grinned broadly.
Viyansh: "Mumma, aap Jaan ko sambhal ke le jaiye main yu gaya aur tu aaya."
(Mom, take care of my love. I'll be ready in no time.)
Vaidehi and Sangeeta both giggled at Viyansh's excitement, their laughter filling the room with warmth. Sangeeta then gently led Vaidehi to the living room, where the preparations for her Godhbharai were in full swing. Meanwhile, Viyansh dashed into the closet and retrieved a golden kurta set that perfectly matched Vaidehiâs outfit. His intention was to twinning with his wife.
The living room was transformed into a vision of elegance and beauty, reflecting the joyous occasion of Vaidehi's Godhbharai. The entire mansion had been adorned with a stunning array of white roses, their delicate petals adding a touch of purity and grace to the celebration. The theme extended throughout the mansion, underscoring the significance of welcoming the next generation into the family. In the center of the living room stood a beautifully arranged sitting area for Vaidehi. A pristine white couch was positioned prominently, its softness providing a comfortable seat for her. Surrounding the couch was a lavish display of white roses interspersed with golden flowers, creating a luxurious and serene atmosphere. Golden curtains draped gracefully around the area, adding a touch of opulence and framing the setting perfectly. The entire setup exuded a sense of reverence and celebration, honoring the upcoming arrival of the new baby. As Vaidehi took in the beautiful decor, she felt the love and care that had gone into making this day as special as possible. The elegance of the decorations and the warmth of the familyâs efforts created a memorable backdrop for the ceremony.
Sangeeta gently helped Vaidehi settle onto the white couch, ensuring she was comfortable and well-supported. The lively atmosphere of the ceremony was already in full swing. The sound of dhols and traditional songs filled the air, creating a vibrant and joyous ambiance. The ladies of the family, dressed in their finest, were dancing and celebrating with great enthusiasm. The living room was alive with energy, the rhythmic beats of the dhol blending with the melodies of the singers. Naina, Samriddhi, Sangeeta, Ashwini, Prerna, Ananya, and several other ladies were dancing gracefully, their movements synchronized and full of joy. Vaidehi, sitting in her adorned splendor, clapped along with the music, her face glowing with happiness as she took in the festivities. On the other couch, Vanshika sat, equally enthralled by the celebrations, her eyes shining as she watched the lively proceedings around her. As Viyansh entered the room, making his way towards Vaidehi with a smile, Naina stepped forward and gently stopped him.
Naina: "Areh areh, bhai aap kya kar rahe hai yaha??"
(Hey, hey, brother, what are you doing here?)
Viyansh smirked, and Sangeeta responded on his behalf.
Sangeeta: "Naina, beta pehla shagun Viyansh hi dega na Vaidehi ko."
(Naina, dear, Viyansh has to give the first blessing to Vaidehi.)
Naina : "Ohh."
Prerna: "Sangeeta ji chaliya shuru karte hai."
(Sangeeta ji, let's get started.)
Sangeeta nodded with a warm smile and, with a loving gesture, placed a red dupatta veil on Vaidehiâs head. This traditional touch added a beautiful and symbolic element to the occasion. She then kissed Vaidehiâs forehead gently, conveying her affection and blessings for the special day.
Sangeeta: "Humesha khush rehna meri bachchi."
(Always stay happy, my child.)
Vaidehi smiled.
Ashwini: "Viyansh, beta aao aur rasam shuru karo."
(Viyansh, dear, come and start the ritual.)
Viyansh: "Ji aunty."
(Yes Aunt)
Viyansh approached Vaidehi with a playful wink, eliciting a warm smile from her. He then performed the traditional ritual of applying haldi and kumkum on her forehead. He then gently applied some kumkum along her hairline, adding a touch of traditional significance to the ceremony. Next, Viyansh took a coconut and a selection of fruits and placed them delicately in the red dupatta that lay across Vaidehi's lap. This gesture was a symbolic offering, representing nourishment and auspiciousness for the coming child. Next, Viyansh took out a bundle of cash, performing a ritualistic gesture by rotating it over Vaidehiâs head and around her stomach. This act was meant to bring blessings and good fortune to both her and their unborn child. After completing the ritual, he handed the cash to one of the servants, ensuring the traditional customs were observed. Viyansh then bent down and kissed Vaidehiâs forehead with a tender expression, and she smiled at him with adoration.
Eklavya: "Nainnnnn"
Eklavya burst into the room, his urgency evident in his shouting. However, Ashwini quickly stepped in and stopped him.
Ashwini: "What?? Why are you here? mana kiya tha na."
(I told you not to come.)
Eklavya: "Mom, please. This grandson of yours can't live a second without my wife. Chipku kahika. "
(Such a clingy guy.)
Eklavya, with a look of concern, pointed towards the crying Ekansh in his arms.
Ekansh: "Mu..mummaa"
Naina: "Aww my baby, come here."
Naina swiftly took Ekansh from Eklavyaâs arms, and the moment she held him, the baby immediately stopped crying.
Eklavya: "Dekha he was just acting, sirf meri biwi ke pass Jane ke bahane hai iske."
(See, he was just acting. He only looks for excuses to be with my wife.)
Naina: "Aapki biwi, maa hai uski so you better don't utter a word against my cutie Son."
(Your wife is his mother, so you better not say anything against my cute son.)
Eklavya: "Dekhle Viyansh, kuch mahino baad Tera bhi yahi haal hoga."
(See, Viyansh, in a few months, this will be your situation too.)
Viyansh and Vaidehi exchanged amused glances and chuckled at the sudden yet heartwarming interruption.
Ashwini: "Chup aur nikal yaha se."
(Quiet and get out of here.)
Eklavya: "Mujhe bhaga Rahi ho lekin Viyansh aur Ekansh toh yahi hai."
(You're kicking me out, but Viyansh and Ekansh are still here.)
Prerna: "Viyansh bhi ja hi Raha hai beta."
(Viyansh is just about to leave, dear.)
Ashwini: "Aur Ekansh bachcha hai vo yahi rahega."
( And Ekansh is a child, he will stay here.)
Eklavya rolled his eyes. Meanwhile, Viyansh bent down to retrieve the items from Vaidehiâs lap, but Samriddhi stepped in to stop him.
Samriddhi: "what are you doing bhai??"
Viyansh: "Bhabhi, ye sab heavy hai na Jaan ko problem hogi."
(Sister-in-law, this is all heavy, it will be a problem for my love.)
The ladies in the room began to laugh at Viyansh's protective and caring nature, finding his attentiveness endearing and perhaps a bit amusing. Vaidehi, feeling slightly annoyed by teasing, gave everyone a mock glare.
Vaidehi: "Kyu has rahe hai aap sab mere Ansh pe."
(Why are you all laughing at my Ansh?)
Sangeeta: "Kyuki beta, ye sab shagun hai, yahi toh rasam hai aapki godh ye sab rakhne ka toh ise hataiye mat."
(Because, dear, this is all part of the ceremony. It's a ritual to place these items in your lap, so don't remove them.)
Viyansh: "But mumma.."
Ashwini held Viyansh's hand.
Ashwini: "Kuch mumma ya Jaan nahi, we all know what we are doing, tum ab niklo yaha se."
(No more "mom" or "love." We all know what we're doing, so you leave now.)
Ashwini, with a firm but gentle push, guided Viyansh towards Eklavya.
Prerna: "Eklavya, le jaiye apne dost ko yaha se."
(Eklavya, take your friend out of here.)
Both men, Eklavya and Viyansh, exchanged glances with their wives. Naina chuckled at Eklavya, finding the situation amusing, while Vaidehi looked at Viyansh with hopeful eyes, silently wishing he would stay by her side. He blinked his eyes playfully and gave her a reassuring smile, which made her smile in return. With a final, affectionate glance, Viyansh left with Eklavya.
The ladies soon began the festivities of the function, showering Vaidehi with shagun and heartfelt blessings for her and her child. The joyous occasion was filled with prayers for a healthy and prosperous future for the little one. With the blessings given, the energy in the room shifted as the dhol players resumed their lively beats. The ladies, caught up in the festive spirit, danced and celebrated with gusto. Their movements were a delightful mix of traditional steps and joyful expressions, making the room come alive with rhythm and cheer. Vaidehi and Vanshika, though seated, were immersed in the celebration. Vaidehi looked on with happiness, her eyes reflecting the joy of the event. Ekansh, sitting beside her, was captivated by the lively scene around him. His curious eyes followed the dancing and the music, and he clapped his tiny hands with excitement, his giggles adding to the joyful noise. His baby voice occasionally blabbered, contributing to the festive atmosphere with his innocent charm. Vanshika's niece, also seated beside her, observed the celebration with wide-eyed wonder. The child seemed entranced by the lively festivities, her gaze shifting between the dancers and her aunt.
In the lawn, the menâViyansh, Eklavya, Vihaan, and Sashwatâwere visibly sulking. Eklavya and Sashwat, feeling the absence of their wives, expressed their frustration at not being able to be with them during the function. Their longing to be close to their partners was palpable. Viyansh and Vihaan, on the other hand, had specific worries. Viyansh was concerned for Vaidehi, who, due to her delicate condition, often relied on him for support and reassurance. His absence from her side felt uncomfortable, and he was anxious about her well-being. Vihaan's concern was more practical; he knew that Vanshika had a tendency to indulge in unhealthy foods when left unattended. Vihaan's presence was not just about being with his wife but also about ensuring she maintained a balanced diet amidst the celebrationâs temptations. Their worry stemmed from a deep sense of responsibility and care for their wives' well-being.
Viraj: "Aap log ki aisi shakal dekh ke hume hi bura lag raha hai."
(Seeing your faces like this makes us feel bad.)
Eklavya: "Toh kar na kuch, yaha baith ke toh bore hi ho raha hai."
(Then do something. Sitting here is boring.)
Virat: "Vaise mere dimaag me hai ek idea."
(I have an idea.)
Sashwat: "Kya hai??"
(What is it?)
Virat: "Thoda filmy hai but work karega."
(It's a bit filmy, but it will work.)
Eklavya: "tu idea bata yaar."
(Just tell us the idea, man.)
Virat shared his idea with Viyansh, Eklavya, Vihaan, and Sashwat. The older generation was on the other side, presumably engaged in their own conversations or activities, leaving the younger men to brainstorm and come up with a solution.
Viyansh: "Pagal hai kya Virat, pakka fasenge hum."
(Are you crazy, Virat? We'll definitely get caught.)
Vihaan: "Zyada hi movies dekhne laga hai ye."
(You've been watching too many movies.)
Viraj: "Fine raho phir aise hi muh latka ke yaha."
(Fine, then stay here sulking.)
Eklavya: "I'm in."
Viyansh: "What??"
Sashwat: "Me too."
Vihaan: "Sashwat bhai aap bhi??"
(Brother Sashwat, you too??)
Sashwat: "Haa, atleast yaha baithne se toh behtar hai risk le le."
(Yes, it's better to take a risk than sit here.)
Eklavya: "Aur akhir dekhe toh in ladies ko akele me karna kya hai??"
(And after all, what do these ladies have to do alone anyway?)
Viyansh: "It will be like invading their privacy."
Virat: "Aap sab ki hi toh biwiya hai isme kya privacy bhai."
(They're all your wives. What's the privacy issue, brother?)
Viraj: "Exactly, aur socho Bhai bhabhi maa ko aapki zarurat huyi toh."
(Exactly, and think, if sister in law needs you.)
That was all it took; Viraj's words were enough to convince Viyansh.
Virat: "Aur Vihu Bhai, Vanshi bhabhs toh vaise bhi mauka dundhti hai chatpati cheeze khane ka."
(And Vihaan, Vanshi sister in law always looks for a chance to eat spicy things anyway.)
Okay, even Vihaan was convinced, and they proceeded to work on their plans.
Inside the house, the lively atmosphere continued as the ladies danced and enjoyed themselves. The music and laughter filled the room, creating a festive mood. Unbeknownst to them, 5-6 new figures arrived, their faces concealed by long veils, blending seamlessly with the crowd. These newcomers, though appearing to be women, were actually the menâViyansh, Eklavya, Vihaan, Sashwat, Viraj and Viratâdisguised in women's attire. They had cleverly joined the celebration in their disguises, hoping to stay close to their wives while remaining incognito.
Viyansh: "Eklavya, apne bete ko samjha de jab dekho meri biwi se chipka rehta hai."
(Eklavya, explain to your son. He clings to my wife all the time.)
Viyansh, disguised in his female attire, sat in the corner with a watchful eye on Ekansh. He observed Ekansh, who was sitting beside Vaidehi and gently placing his hand on her baby bump. His gaze remained fixed, ensuring everything was going smoothly and that Vaidehi was comfortable, even while he was in disguise.
Eklavya: "Teri kya ye toh meri biwi se bhi chipka rehta hai nalayak, iska bas chale toh ye apne bhai behen hone hi na de."
(Not just your wife, he clings to mine too. If he had his way, he wouldn't let his siblings exist.)
Viraj: "Bhai please, hum bhi yaha hai kuch toh khayal Karo."
(Brother, please, we're here too. Show some consideration.)
Virat: "Hum chote bachcho ko kya kya suna rahe ho."
(What are you saying in front of us kids?)
Eklavya playfully slapped Viraj and Virat on their heads.
Vihaan: "Shukar hai Shika kuch ulta sidha nahi kar Rahi hai."
(Thankfully, Shika isn't doing anything crazy.)
As the music and dancing came to a halt, the sudden quiet captured the attention of the disguised men. The ladies paused their revelry, creating a moment of stillness that shifted the focus of everyone in the room.
Samriddhi: "Okay, okay, now let's play something."
Naina: "I have a game idea."
Eklavya: "Hayy meri Nain, zarur kuch achcha batayegi."
(Oh my Naina, she'll definitely come up with something good.)
Eklavya Whispered.
Vaidehi: "Kya game bhabhi."
(What game, sister-in-law?)
Naina: "Let's act like our husbands."
The ladies began to giggle.
Vanshika: "Ha bhabhi mazaa aayega."
(Yes, sister-in-law, that sounds fun.)
Viraj: "Yaar ye toh sach me maza aayega dekhne me, achcha hua hum andar aa gaye."
(This will actually be fun to watch. Good thing we came in.)
Viyansh: "Eklavya ji, ye achcha bataya hai aapki Nain ne??"
(Eklavya, is this what your Naina calls a good idea?)
Eklavya: "Aye tu chup kar, dekhna meri kitni achchi acting karegi meri Nain."
(Hey, shut up. Watch how well my Naina acts.)
Vihaan: "Mujhe toh yakeen hai Shika meri khoobiya hi batayegi."
(I bet Shika will only highlight my good qualities.)
The game took off with a burst of laughter as the ladies took turns enacting the men in their lives. Sangeeta started the fun by mimicking Abhinav, with her exaggerated gestures and expressions causing the disguised men to struggle to keep their laughter in check. The room filled with the sound of hearty giggles from the ladies, thoroughly enjoying the playful impersonations. Next up was Prerna, who did a hilarious portrayal of Abhay, followed by Samriddhi's spot-on imitation of Sashwat. Each performance was met with uproarious laughter, as the ladies' comedic talent shone brightly. Finally, Ashwini took the stage, performing a lively imitation of Ashwin, Eklavya's father. Her portrayal was so entertaining that it sent the entire room into fits of laughter, proving to be a highlight of the game.
Eklavya: "Kya mast kiya hai mom ne, dad bilkul aise hi harkatein karte hai."
(Mom nailed it. Dad behaves exactly like this.)
The boys also chuckled. As the laughter from Ashwiniâs act began to subside, Naina stepped up to perform Eklavya's imitation. With a twinkle in her eye and a mischievous grin, she started mimicking Eklavya's mannerisms and voice. The boys, still in their disguises, couldn't help but chuckle at the accuracy and comedy of Naina's act.
Naina: "Nain, you know it's so tough to be a ACP and still I manage to get some time for you but tum yaar aise ignore kar rhi ho mujhe."
(Nain, you know it's tough to be an ACP, and still, I manage to make time for you. But you're ignoring me.)
Naina took center stage with a dramatic flair, pretending to hold an invisible gun and striking a pose as if she was about to shoot someone. Her exaggerated stance and intense expression had everyone in stitches. Eklavya's jaw dropped in surprise, clearly recognizing his own dramatic flair in her performance. Viyansh, unable to contain his amusement, playfully slapped Eklavyaâs hand as the rest of the boys giggled at the spot-on imitation.
Viyansh: "Tu ghar pe bhi ACP bana rehta hai."
(You act like an ACP even at home.)
Eklavya: "Tu chup kar, aur ye Nain ko toh main batata hu kitna jhootha acting karti hai"
(Shut up. And as for Nain, I'll show her how much she's exaggerating.)
Virat: "Koi toh keh raha tha Naina bhabhi mast acting karengi."
(Someone said Naina bhabhi would act great.)
Viraj and Virat exchanged high fives, their laughter gradually turning into hearty guffaws as they enjoyed the playful scene. Eklavya, clearly annoyed by the attention and the continued teasing, rolled his eyes in mock exasperation. Despite his feigned irritation, it was evident that he was also amused by the performance. The ladies continued to laugh and chat among themselves, thoroughly entertained by the impromptu comedy show.
Prerna: "Ok Vanshi now your turn."
Vanshikaâs grin widened as she prepared for her turn. Vihaan, watching with anticipation, hoped that his wife would put on a memorable performance. Vanshika picked up a plate full of fruits from the side table, her expression a mix of mischief and confidence. She sauntered over to Naina, who was currently portraying Vanshika. With a playful twinkle in her eye, Vanshika began her act.
Vanshika: "Shika, yaar please ye kha lo na please. Main tumhare pair padta hu maata mujhpe rehem karo. Varna main pitai karunga tumhari"
(Shika, please eat this. I'll even touch your feet, mother. Have mercy on me. Or else, I'll beat you.)
Vanshika spoke in the most pleading tone, as if she were begging, which made the ladies burst into laughter once more. Vihaan's jaw dropped in surprise as he watched Vanshika's spot-on performance. The boys, now fully engaged in the performance, glanced at Vihaan.
Viraj: "Vihu Bhai, hume nahi pata tha aap itna achcha bheekh mangte ho. Aapka isme bhi achcha career hai."
(Vihu Bhai, we didn't know you were such a good beggar. You have a promising career in it.)
Virat: "And aap humari bhabhs ki pitai karte ho."
(And you hit our sister-in-law?)
The other boys burst into laughter, clearly enjoying the playful mockery of Vanshikaâs antics. Vihaan shot an annoyed look at them.
Vaidehi: "Vanshi aap ye acting kar rahe the ya bhai ki burai."
(Vanshi, were you acting or making fun of him?)
Vanshika: "Bhabhi ye toh mazaak Masti hai."
( Sister-in-law, it's all just for fun.)
Vaidehi: "Phir thik"
(Okay then.)
Vanshika: "Ha par Vihh aisa hi karte hai."
(But Vihu really does this.)
The ladiesâ laughter echoed through the room, their enjoyment clearly heightened by the playful reenactments.
Naina: "Ok Vaidehi now it's your turn ab tum Viyansh bhai ki acting Karo and yaad rahe burai karni hai."
(Okay Vaidehi, now it's your turn to act like Viyansh bhai and remember to criticize him.)
Vaidehi took a moment to think, her eyes twinkling with mischief as she contemplated how best to impersonate Viyansh. Viyansh watched her with a mix of curiosity and apprehension, wondering what antics she would come up with to humorously mimic him.
Vaidehi: "Par bhabhi main burai kaise karu, mere Ansh toh bahaut achche hai."
(But sister-in-law, how can I criticize? My Ansh is so good.)
Viyansh: "Hayy mera bachcha."
(Oh, my love.)
Viyansh looked at her with admiration, while the other boys slapped their foreheads, except for Virat.
Virat: "Bhai main bata raha hu bhabhi maa ka ek clone banva ke mujhe dedo, mujhe aisi hi biwi chahiye."
(Brother, please, get me a clone of sister-in-law. I want a wife just like her.)
Virat literally whined, while Viyansh playfully smacked him on the head.
Viyansh: "Chup kar, meri biwi ek hi piece hai."
(Be quiet, my wife is one of a kind.)
Vanshika: "Bhabhi, bhai me koi toh burai hogi na karo na please."
(Sister-in-law, surely there's some fault in Bhai, please)
Sister-in-law, surely there's some fault in Bhai, please don't.
Vaidehi: "Nahi, mere Ansh me koi burai nahi hai aur ab mujhe unki yaad aa rahi."
(No, there's no fault in my Ansh, and now Iâm missing him.)
Naina: "Kya yaar Vaidehi kuch der nahi reh sakti apne pati ke bina."
(What, Vaidehi, canât you stay away from your husband for a while?)
Vaidehi: "Nahi, mujhe ab Ansh chahiye, bulao unko."
(No, I need Ansh now. Call him.)
Just as Viyansh was about to stand up, the boys quickly intervened, holding him back.
Eklavya: "Kya humara khel yahi khatam karega kya, sabko pata laga toh humari khair nahi."
(Do you want to end our game? If everyone finds out, weâre in trouble.)
Viyansh: "Par Biwi..."
(But, wife...)
Eklavya: "Chup."
(Be quiet.)
Viyansh sat back down.
Sangeeta: "Par beta abhi toh function me mazaa aana shuru hua."
(But dear, the fun has just begun in the function.)
Vaidehi: "Nahi I need Ansh. I'm missing him, mumma unko bulao na."
(No, I need Ansh. Iâm missing him. Mom, please call him.)
Vaidehiâs eyes glistened with unshed tears as she began to feel Viyansh's absence more acutely.
Ashwini: "But Vaidehi, it's.."
Vaidehi: "Annnnnnshhhhh, mere pass aiye."
(come to me.)
As soon as Vaidehi called out to Viyansh in a sobbing voice, it was like a switch flipped for him. He quickly stood up, tossing aside the saree he had draped around himself in his disguise. Without a moment's hesitation, he hurried over to Vaidehi, his face full of concern and determination to be by her side.
Vaidehi: "Anshh"
Vaidehi's smile broadened as she wrapped her arms around Viyansh's waist, savoring the warmth and security of his embrace. Her eyes glistened with happiness as she leaned into him, feeling his reassuring presence close by. Viyansh gently stroked her hair, his own smile reflecting the deep affection he felt for her.
Viyansh: "Ha bachcha main yahi hu."
(Yes, love, Iâm here.)
Vaidehi: "I Missed you."
Vaidehi said in a crying voice. Viyansh gently cupped Vaidehi's face with his hands, his expression tender as he wiped away her tears with his thumbs. He shook his head slightly, conveying his silent message: not to cry.
Viyansh: "Yes jaana, main tumhare pass hi hu."
(Yes, dear, Iâm right here with you.)
Vaidehi: "Aur yahi rahiye, ye log mujhe bore kar rahe hai."
(And stay here, these people are boring me.)
The ladies were shocked by her statement and then noticed the other men who were trying to sneak away. Prerna, grabbed Vihaan's ear and twisted it playfully, while Ashwini did the same to Eklavya. The sight of the men dressed in sarees only added to the hilarity of the moment.
Ashwini: "Kya harkat hai ye??"
(What is this behavior?)
Eklavya: "Ahh mumma, ye toh is Virat ka idea tha."
(Ah, mom, this was Virat's idea.)
Sangeeta, with a playful grin, joined in on the fun and twisted Virat's ear, adding to the laughter. Viratâs face turned a shade of red, and he squirmed a bit, trying to escape the friendly torment.
Virat: "Ahh, aunty ye aapke damad se hi Raha nahi ja raha tha isiliye."
(Ah, aunty, your son-in-law couldnât stay away, thatâs why.)
All the ladies left their ears and turned their attention to Viyansh. Viyansh looked around at the faces, then at Vaidehi, who was still in his embrace and smiling.
Viyansh: "What?? Mujhe meri biwi ki yaad aa rahi thi."
(What?? I was missing my wife.)
Vihaan: "And vaise bhi humne dekha aap sab humare piche kya kar rahe the."
(And we saw what you all were doing behind our backs.)
Sashwat: "Aur humne sabkuch record bhi kiya hai. "
(And we recorded everything too.)
Eklavya: "Bolo mom, dad ko dikha du sab kuch??"
(Should I show everything to Dad, Mom?)
Ashwini: "Bilkul apne baap pe gaya hai, blackmailer."
(Just like his father, a blackmailer.)
The ladies felt tongue tied and Vanshika came to their rescue.
Vanshika: "Main kya kehti hu ab sab aa hi gaye hai toh let's enjoy it together."
(Well, since everyone is here now, let's enjoy together.)
The boys gave their wives a stern look but ultimately agreed.
Ekansh: "Papa, papa, papa"
Ekansh reached out his grabby hands towards Eklavya.
Eklavya: "Aww mera beta, aaja papa paas."
(Aww, my son, come to Papa.)
As the laughter and joy of the game continued, Eklavya gently picked up Ekansh and began showering him with affectionate kisses all over his little face. The sight was heartwarming, and it immediately drew the attention of the other men outside. Viyansh, Vihaan, Sashwat, and the others watched in surprise as Eklavya, who had moments earlier expressed frustration about how Ekansh often took up his wifeâs time, now lavished his son with love and attention. It was a striking contrast to his previous remarks, highlighting a softer side of him that was deeply connected to his child. Eklavya's tender moment with Ekansh brought a soft, genuine smile to everyoneâs face. The warmth and affection Eklavya displayed for his son highlighted the deep bond he shared with his family. It was a poignant reminder of how love transcends all challenges and how, in the end, family is what truly matters.
As the day drew to a close, the festive energy in the house mellowed into a warm, contented ambiance. The old men, now part of the celebration, offered their blessings and shagun to Vaidehi, adding their own touch to the joyous occasion. Viyansh remained by Vaidehiâs side throughout. Once the ceremonies and blessings were completed, everyone gathered for a delightful dinner, sharing stories and laughter over the meal. The atmosphere was filled with the satisfaction of a day well-celebrated.Finally, after having dinner, everyone returned to their respective rooms and homes. The day had been full of joyous activities, heartfelt moments, and some light-hearted fun. The sense of togetherness and love was palpable, leaving everyone with beautiful memories of the celebration.
After a while, Vaidehi began to experience discomfort from sitting for too long, her back aching with the strain. Sensing her discomfort, Viyansh carefully lifted her into his arms and carried her gently to their room. Once in their room, Viyansh helped Vaidehi change into something more comfortable and then laid her down on the bed with great care. Noticing that her feet were swollen, he took the time to massage them, easing the tension and providing much-needed relief. As Vaidehi started to feel drowsy from the soothing touch and the overall comfort, she reached out for Viyansh. She called him beside her, craving the closeness and warmth of his presence. Viyansh settled beside her, wrapping his arms around her in a gentle cuddle. He placed a tender kiss on her forehead, his love evident in every gesture. As he stroked her stomach softly, his hand moving in gentle caresses, Vaidehi felt a deep sense of comfort and security. The combination of his affection and the relief from her discomfort helped her drift into a peaceful sleep, wrapped in the embrace of her caring husband.
Viyansh: "Mumma papa, love you little Jaan."
Viyansh, having drifted into a peaceful sleep beside Vaidehi, was gently roused by a surprising sensation on his hand. As he woke up and realized that his hand was resting on Vaidehi's stomach, he felt the unmistakable flutter of the baby's kick. His heart immediately swelled with joy at this precious moment. With a tender smile, Viyansh continued to caress Vaidehiâs stomach, his fingers moving softly over the growing baby bump. Each gentle touch seemed to encourage the babyâs movements, and the little kicks became more pronounced. The sensation was both thrilling and heartwarming, a beautiful reminder of the new life they were eagerly anticipating. Vaidehi, stirred by the gentle movements inside her womb, slowly woke up. She opened her eyes to find Viyansh beside her, his face alight with a loving smile as he continued to feel the babyâs kicks. Seeing him so engaged and happy brought a warm glow to her own heart.
Vaidehi: "Ansh kya hua?? Kyu jage hai."
(Ansh, what happened? Why are you awake?)
Viyansh: "Bachcha tumhe kuch feel hua??"
(Baby, did you feel something?)
Vaidehi: "Haa Ansh, pata nahi kya hai."
(Yes, Ansh, I donât know what it is.)
Viyansh: "It's our baby jaana"
(Itâs our baby, dear.)
Vaidehi: "Jii??"
(Really??)
Viyansh helped Vaidehi sit down gently, and she looked at him with a hint of confusion.
Vaidehi: "Ye kya kar rahe hai Ansh??"
(What are you doing, Ansh??)
Viyansh: "Wait."
As Viyansh resumed his gentle caressing of Vaidehi's stomach, the baby responded with another strong kick. The sensation was unmistakable and brought a delighted reaction from both of them. Vaidehiâs eyes widened in amazement and shock as she felt the babyâs response so vividly. The unexpected strength of the kick caught her by surprise, and she looked at Viyansh with a mix of wonder and excitement. Her expression mirrored the joy and amazement that Viyansh felt, and they shared a look that conveyed their deep connection and shared anticipation. Viyansh, noticing Vaidehi's reaction, smiled warmly at her.
Vaidehi: "Ansh ye...ye baby"
Viyansh: "Yes jaana, our baby kicked."
(Yes, dear, our baby kicked.)
Both Vaidehi and Viyansh beamed with happiness, their smiles bright and genuine. The unexpected kick from their baby filled them with joy and a profound sense of connection, making the moment even more special.
Vaidehi: "Ansh phir se kick karne boliye na."
(Ansh, tell the baby to kick again.)
Viyansh tenderly caressed Vaidehi's stomach, his fingers moving gently over the surface. He then placed a soft kiss on her belly.
Viyansh: "Little Jaan, ek baar phir se kick kariye na, see mumma papa wants to feel you."
(Little one, kick again, see, Mom and Dad want to feel you.)
As Viyansh said the baby kicked again, making the parents extremely happy.
Vaidehiâs eyes brimmed with happy tears as the reality of feeling their baby's first kicks washed over her. The moment was profoundly emotional, and Viyanshâs joy was boundless. He quickly gathered Vaidehi into a warm embrace, his hands still gently caressing her baby bump. The shared experience of feeling their babyâs movements was a deeply cherished and blissful moment for both of them. The excitement of the babyâs energetic kicks made for a lively night. Their little one seemed to be full of boundless energy, playfully kicking and moving around, keeping Vaidehi and Viyansh awake longer than they had anticipated. Despite the lack of sleep, the couple was overjoyed, finding the babyâs activity a delightful sign of health and vitality. As the night wore on and Vaidehi began to feel more tired, Viyansh took a moment to speak to their baby. He spoke softly, asking the little one to give Vaidehi some rest, as she was exhausted from the day's events and the constant movement. Miraculously, the baby seemed to respond to Viyanshâs gentle plea, the kicks gradually slowing down. With the baby calming down, Vaidehi and Viyansh were finally able to settle into a more restful sleep. They drifted off together, their hearts full of love and anticipation for the future. The night was marked by both the excitement of their baby's first kicks and the tenderness of their shared moments, making it a memorable and deeply meaningful experience for the couple.
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Happy birthday Meghaishere, her's your gift as promised.
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Itâs been a really long chapter, so the author is taking a two-day holiday now.
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