All were delighted by the arrival of the baby. Soon, Vihaan and Vanshika joined them, their faces glowing with happiness. Viyansh and Vaidehi smiled warmly as Vihaan and Vanshika entered the room. The excitement of the moment was contagious, and despite Vanshika being seven months pregnant, they understood that her desire to be part of this special occasion outweighed any need for rest. Vihaan carefully guided Vanshika to sit on the couch in the ward, ensuring she was comfortable. The room was filled with love and happiness, and everyone gathered around, sharing in the joy of the new arrival. Viyansh and Vaidehi exchanged a look of deep gratitude, appreciating the love and support of their family during this precious time. The family was complete, and the room buzzed with laughter and the warmth of their shared joy.
Vanshika: "Congratulations Bhai, bhabhi."
Viyansh: "Congratulations to you both as well Chachu, Chachi."
Vanshika smiled warmly as she watched the touching scene unfold. Vihaan walked closer to Vaidehi, his eyes softening as they landed on the baby cradled in her arms. His heart immediately melted at the sight of his nephew, the embodiment of love and new beginnings. Leaning down, he placed a gentle, brotherly kiss on Vaidehi's forehead.
Vihaan: "Congratulations dahi."
Vaidehi: "Thank you baby ke "Macha"."
Vaidehi's playful teasing brought a lightheartedness to the room. Vihaan, pretending to be annoyed, shot her a mock glare, but the corners of his lips twitched, betraying his amusement. The others couldn't hold back their laughter, and the room echoed with their giggles, the joyous atmosphere even more contagious with every shared smile.
Vihaan: "Chup pagal, Chal ab de mujhe mera bhanja aur bhatija dono."
(Shut up, idiot. Now hand over my nephew to me.)
Vihaan gently took the baby from Vaidehi's arms, his expression softening as he looked down at the little one. The tiny, delicate features of the baby brought an overwhelming sense of admiration and love to Vihaan's heart. He carefully cradled the baby, his eyes filled with wonder. Viyansh and Vaidehi exchanged warm smiles, their hearts full as they watched Vihaan bond with their son.
Vihaan: "God, ye toh bilkul Teri tarah hai matlab ye bhi mujhe Shanti se rehne nahi dega."
(God, heâs just like you, which means he wonât let me live in peace either.)
Vihaan chuckled at Vaidehi's pout, unable to resist teasing her a little. The rest of the family burst into laughter, enjoying the playful banter. Vaidehi, though still pouting, couldn't help but smile at the joy and warmth that filled the room.
Vanshika: "Vihh, baby ko mujhe dijiye na."
(Vihaan, give the baby to me, please.)
Vihaan carefully took the baby and placed him in Vanshika's arms, ensuring she had a chance to hold their little one. Vanshika's eyes shimmered with joy as she gently cradled the baby in her arms. Her maternal instincts seemed to take over instantly, and a soft, affectionate smile spread across her face. Vihaan, standing beside her, watched her expression with a tender smile. He placed a hand on her shoulder, squeezing it gently, as they both admired the little one. She gently caressed the baby's cheek, her smile growing wider with each passing second.
Vanshika: "Oh my god, he's so pink! Aww, my little pinky."
Virat: "Bhabhs yaar now you don't start, ye Viraj bhi pinky bol raha hai, it's sounds so girly. "
(Bhabhs, please don't start. Viraj is also calling him pinky. It sounds so girly.)
Vanshika: "So what aap logo ko hi toh girl chahiye thi."
(So what? You all wanted a girl anyway.)
Virat: "Iska matlab ye thodi ki hum apne champ ko Princess bana de."
(That doesn't mean we'll turn our champ into a princess.)
The atmosphere in the room was filled with laughter and joy.
Viraj: "Actually yeah, let him be our prince."
As the family gathered around, their faces glowing with joy and admiration for the newest member, the room was filled with laughter and affectionate chatter. Each family member took turns gently holding the baby, their eyes reflecting a mix of wonder and love. Viyansh and Vaidehi sat slightly apart from the crowd, watching their family celebrate. Vaidehi reached for Viyansh's hand, intertwining her fingers with his. Feeling her touch, Viyansh turned to her, his eyes softening with affection. He wrapped his arm around her shoulders, drawing her close into a side embrace. Vaidehi rested her head on Viyansh's chest, feeling the steady rhythm of his heartbeat. It was a comforting and familiar sound, one that always made her feel safe and loved. As she leaned into him, she felt the warmth of his body, a silent promise of his unwavering support and care. Together, they soaked in the love and joy radiating from their family, their hearts full as they cherished this precious moment. It was a perfect, serene snapshot of happinessâone that would forever be etched in their memories.
Vaidehi: "This is so beautiful, Ansh."
Viyansh: "Indeed."
In that intimate embrace, Viyansh whispered softly to Vaidehi.
Viyansh: "We've come so far, and now our little one is finally here."
Just as Viyansh kissed Vaidehi's forehead, a moment that encapsulated their love and shared joy, the atmosphere was abruptly interrupted by the sudden appearance of a nurse. Her expression was one of concern, and she looked a little panicked as she approached them.
Nurse: "Sir, ye aap logo ne bahar kya kiya hai, please band kariye sab."
(Sir, whatever you all have done outside, please stop it.)
Viyansh: "Kya kiya hai tumlogo ne?"
(What did you all do?)
Viraj: "Please, sister, let it be. Itâs our way of celebrating the arrival of the new Singhania member."
Vihaan: "Exactly, and itna bhi kuch nahi kiya hai."
(itâs not that much.)
Vaidehi: "Kya kiya hai?"
(What did you do?)
Virat: "Areh kuch nahi sweetiepie, bas humne hospital ke har ek staff ke liye sweets hi toh order kiye hai."
(Oh, nothing, sweetiepie. We just ordered sweets for all the hospital staff.)
Viraj: "Yes, and weâre giving flower bouquets to everyone. Thatâs it."
Nurse: "Baaki ka bhi toh bataiye sir."
(Please tell them the rest too, sir.)
Everyone got confused and looked at Viraj and Virat.
Virat: "Aur toh humne kuch nahi kiya."
(We didnât do anything else.)
Nurse: "The hospital entrance is decorated, and the path from the hospital gate to the ward door is entirely adorned with flowers and lights."
Viyansh and Vaidehiâs eyes widened in surprise.
Viraj: "This wasn't our plan."
Vanshika: "Itâs Vihh's plan."
Vaidehi: "Ahaan bhaiiii"
Vihaan scratched the back of his neck, perhaps feeling a bit awkward about the situation.
Vihaan: "Kya, ab kya hum apni khushiya bhi na manaye kya."
( What? Canât we even celebrate our happiness?)
Nurse: "But the hospital authorities wonât allow this."
Virat: "Areh relax sister, Papa sambhal lenge, inke trustee hone ka kuch toh fayda utha hi sakte hai hum."
(Relax, sister. Dad will handle it. We can at least use the fact that heâs a trustee to our advantage.)
Viyansh couldn't help but chuckle softly and shake his head at the antics of his brothers. Vaidehi, still nestled in Viyansh's embrace, looked around at her family. She smiled warmly, feeling immense gratitude for the love and support that surrounded her and their child. The sense of unity and affection in the room was a source of comfort, even in these uncertain moments. Just then, the door opened, and the doctor walked in.
Doctor: "Hello, Mrs. Singhania, how are you?"
Vaidehi: "I'm good, doctor."
Doctor: "So let me tell you, your baby is completely healthy, weighing 3.7 kg. He was born on Sunday evening at 4:04 PM."
Viyansh and Vaidehi smiled.
Viyansh: "Thank you."
Vikram: "This is the exact day and time when even Viyansh was born, and he was also 3.7 kg."
Viraj: "Papa yaar hum khush hai ki baby bhabhi maa jaisa hai, aap please ye Bhai ki qualities mat daalo usme."
(Dad, weâre happy the baby is like Bhabhi Ma. Please donât try to put Bhaiâs qualities in him.)
Viraj's playful comment had everyone laughing again. Viyansh shot him a mock glare, but his eyes sparkled with affection and amusement. The light-hearted teasing among the siblings added to the warmth of the moment, making the atmosphere even more joyful and celebratory.
Vikram: "Doctor, when can we take her home?"
Doctor: "Well, everything is perfectly fine, so we'll discharge her tomorrow morning."
As the excitement over the babyâs discharge grew, the mood in the hospital was one of eager anticipation. The news that both Vaidehi and the baby were ready to be discharged brought a wave of happiness and relief to the family. They were all thrilled to know that soon, the new parents would be taking their little one home. As night fell, the hospitalâs visiting hours came to an end. The rules allowed only one family member to stay with the new mother and baby overnight. With a mix of reluctance and understanding, the rest of the family prepared to head home, their faces still glowing from the dayâs events. Viyansh, ever the supportive husband, decided to stay with Vaidehi. He reassured everyone that he would take care of everything and sent them off with heartfelt thanks and hugs. The nurse, who had been a steady presence throughout the day, began to guide Vaidehi through the process of feeding the baby. She patiently demonstrated how to hold the baby and offered tips on breastfeeding. Vaidehi, though tired, listened intently, her focus entirely on learning how to care for her newborn. Once the nurseâs instructions were complete and the baby was comfortably settled, Viyansh and Vaidehi enjoyed a quiet dinner together. They sat side by side, their conversations filled with admiration and joy as they talked about their little one and their hopes for the future. Viyansh occasionally glanced at the baby, who was sleeping peacefully, and then at Vaidehi, his heart full of love and pride. Their dinner was a simple yet special affairâjust the two of them, sharing a meal and reflecting on the whirlwind of emotions they had experienced. As they finished eating, they exchanged smiles and gentle touches, savoring the intimacy of the moment. Afterward, they settled into the hospital bed together, the room dimly lit and serene. Viyansh wrapped his arm around Vaidehi, pulling her close. Vaidehi rested her head on his shoulder, feeling comforted by his presence. In the quiet of the hospital room, surrounded by the soft sounds of the babyâs gentle breaths, Viyansh and Vaidehi drifted off to sleep, their hearts full and their minds at ease. The night marked the beginning of a new chapter, one filled with love, joy, and the promise of countless precious moments ahead.
The morning sun filtered through the hospital window, casting a gentle glow over the room as Viyansh prepared for the big day. The excitement was palpable as Viyansh, Abhinav, Vikram, and Vihaan gathered at the hospital to bring Vaidehi and their newborn son home. The anticipation was high, with the rest of the family eagerly awaiting their arrival to give them a grand welcome. Viyansh moved with careful precision, his love and care evident in every action. He helped Vaidehi from the bed, making sure she was steady on her feet. With one arm around her shoulders for support, he used his other arm to hold their little Jaan securely. The baby, having finally drifted off to sleep after a night of keeping Viyansh awake, was nestled comfortably in his fatherâs embrace. aidehi, having taken some medications, had managed to rest, but Viyansh had stayed up, tending to their baby with the utmost care. As the door to the ward swung open, Vaidehi's eyes widened in astonishment. The entire area had been transformed into a floral wonderland. Every surface, from the walls to the floor, was adorned with beautiful flowers in various colors and arrangements. The floor was covered with a delicate scattering of petals, creating a path of vibrant blooms for her to walk on. The sight was so overwhelming that Vaidehiâs eyes filled with tears. The effort and love that had gone into the decoration touched her deeply. She stood momentarily, taking in the beauty and the heartfelt gesture, her emotions pouring out as she realized the extent of her family's joy and affection for her and their new baby. Vikram, noticing her emotional reaction, stepped forward with a warm, comforting smile. He gently wiped the tears from her cheeks with a tender touch.
Vikram: "Meri ladoo roti huyi bilkul achchi nahi lagti hai."
(My ladoo, I donât like it when you cry.)
Vihaan: "Aur vaise bhi baby aur baby ki mumma dono royenge toh hum kis kisko sambhalenge."
(And anyway, if both the baby and his mom cry, how will we manage?)
Vaidehi giggled as Vihaan gently patted her cheeks, adding a lighthearted and affectionate touch to the moment.
Abhinav: "Chale beta?"
(Shall we go, child)
Viyansh and Vaidehi nodded and walked outside the hospital. As Viyansh and Vaidehi stepped outside the hospital, they were greeted by an enchanting display of flowers lining the entire route. The path to the car was beautifully adorned, adding a final touch of celebration to their special day. Vihaan gently assisted Vaidehi into the backseat of the car, making sure she was comfortable. With utmost care, Viyansh placed their newborn baby into her arms, making sure she was comfortable and secure. Vaidehi looked down at her little one with a tender smile, her heart full of joy and love. Once the baby was safely nestled in Vaidehiâs arms, Viyansh slid into the seat beside her, his gaze never leaving his wife and child. He made sure to position himself so that he could easily attend to both Vaidehi and the baby during the drive. Vihaan took the driverâs seat, his focus on ensuring a slow and safe journey home. He drove slowly and carefully, prioritizing the safety and comfort of both Vaidehi and the baby. His driving was smooth and cautious, reflecting the importance of the occasion. Vikram and Abhinav followed in another car, sharing in the excitement and anticipation of bringing Vaidehi and the baby home. They chatted and laughed, their conversation filled with joy as they made their way to the family home. The drive was a serene and reflective journey for Viyansh and Vaidehi. They exchanged glances of contentment and spoke softly about their hopes for the future, all while ensuring their little one was comfortable. The car ride was marked by a peaceful quiet, with only the soft sounds of the baby occasionally breaking the silence.
As Vihaanâs cautious driving brought them home, Viyansh and Vaidehi were greeted by the sight of their familyâs grand welcome. The Singhania mansion was beautifully adorned with Vaidehiâs favorite flowers, adding a touch of elegance and warmth to the homecoming. The entry gate was festooned with blooms, setting the stage for a truly memorable arrival. The guards, standing in a neat queue, were ready to honor the couple and their newborn. As Viyansh helped Vaidehi out of the car, he gently cradled their baby in his arms, ensuring their little one was safe and comfortable. The familyâs joyful anticipation was evident in the smiles and excitement of everyone present. As they made their way toward the entrance of the mansion, the guards began showering them with flowers, creating a shower of petals that added to the celebratory atmosphere. Vaidehiâs eyes filled with tears of happiness as she took in the loving gesture, the overwhelming beauty of the decorations, and the heartfelt welcome. When they reached the door of the mansion, they were greeted by Sangeeta, Harshavardhan, and the rest of the family. Sangeeta, with a radiant smile, performed the traditional aarti of the couple and their baby. She moved gracefully with the aarti plate, her expressions reflecting the joy and significance of the moment. After completing the aarti, Sangeeta applied a tika to Viyansh and Vaidehiâs foreheads, a symbolic gesture of blessing and protection. The tika, made from vibrant red powder, was a traditional sign of auspiciousness and the beginning of a new chapter in their lives. The warmth and love of the family were palpable as they welcomed Viyansh, Vaidehi, and their newborn into their home. The entire mansion seemed to come alive with celebration, reflecting the joy and pride they all felt for the new addition to their family.
Sangeeta: "Okay, come inside now."
Virat: "No, wait."
Viyansh: "Now what happened?"
Viraj: "Just a minute."
Viraj ran and came back with a piece of white cloth.
Virat: "Bhabhi maa, jab aap pehli baar is ghar me aaye the aur grahpravesh kiya tha toh aise hi aalta me apne pair rakh ke andar aaye the aur hum sabki zindagi me ek nayi shuruaat huyi thi."
(Sister in law, when you first entered this house and performed the Grahpravesh, you stepped into the house with your feet in the red dye, and a new chapter began in all our lives.)
Viraj: "Aur aaj aap aur bhai ek aur khushi humare Ghar leke aaye ho toh hum chahte hai aaj phir se aap teeno ka grahpravesh ho."
(And today, you and Brother have brought us another joy, so we want to welcome the three of you with a Grahpravesh again.)
The atmosphere in the Singhania mansion was charged with deep emotions and heartfelt sentiments. Vikram, standing amidst the celebrations, felt an immense sense of pride for his sons. Vaidehi, overwhelmed by the affection and warmth from her family, couldn't hold back her tears. The gesture of decorating the entire mansion, the traditional welcome, and the loving support from everyone made her feel incredibly fortunate. She wondered how she had been blessed with such a loving and caring family. Her tears were a mix of gratitude, happiness, and the realization of the deep bond she shared with them. Sangeeta and Abhinav, observing Vaidehiâs emotional reaction, felt a pang of regret. They couldnât help but compare their own relationship with their daughter to the love and care Vaidehi was receiving here. They wished they had been able to make their daughter as happy and treat her with the same level of affection and respect that Vaidehi was experiencing. The sight of Vaidehiâs tears of joy made them reflect on their own shortcomings, and they felt a mix of sadness and self-reproach. Meanwhile, Viyansh, feeling the weight of the moment, took a moment to show his appreciation for his siblings. He gently caressed Viraj and Viratâs cheeks, expressing his gratitude for their support and love. It was a tender gesture that conveyed his deep appreciation for their presence and their role in this joyous occasion. Vihaan and Vanshika, despite the whirlwind of emotions around them, were filled with happiness and contentment. They could see how much joy and love had been poured into the homecoming. Their smiles reflected their own excitement and the joy of witnessing their familyâs happiness.
Viraj: "Yaar bhabhi maa ye aap na har baat pe roya mat karo."
(Sister in law, please donât cry at everything.)
Vaidehi: "Ab aap sab itne pyaar se welcome karenge toh Rona toh aayega hi na."
(When you all welcome us with so much love, tears are bound to come.)
Virat: "Humne ye sab aapki smile dekhne ke liye kiya aur aap hume apne aasu dikha rahi hai, not fair yaar sweetiepie."
(We did all this to see your smile, and youâre showing us your tears? Not fair, sweetiepie.)
Vaidehi chuckled.
Vaidehi: "Ok nahi roti."
(Okay, I wonât cry.)
Vihaan: "Ye huyi na meri dahi wali baat."
(Thatâs the spirit! Now youâre talking sense.)
As the celebrations continued, the atmosphere was filled with a sense of tradition and joy. Viraj, with a ceremonial air, carefully placed a plate filled with altaâa red dye traditionally used in ritualsânear Viyansh. The alta was meant to mark the special occasion of the babyâs homecoming with a symbolic gesture. Viyansh, holding their newborn gently, dipped the baby's tiny feet into the alta, ensuring a delicate coating of the red dye. Virat stood by, ready with a white cloth. Viyansh then gently placed the babyâs feet onto the cloth, leaving behind small, vibrant red prints that symbolized the beginning of their little one's journey in the family. Once the babyâs footprints were secured on the cloth, Viraj carefully placed the alta plate near Viyansh and Vaidehiâs feet. Virat laid the white cloth on the floor, now adorned with the babyâs tiny alta-dyed footprints at its center. With loving attention, Viyansh and Vaidehi stepped into the alta, marking the cloth with their own footprints on either side of the baby's. As they walked together, the cloth captured the beautiful sequence of prints: the tiny, delicate baby footprints in the center, flanked by the larger, more defined footprints of the proud parents. The finished cloth was a beautiful representation of the familyâs new beginningâa blend of tradition and personal significance. The red footprints of the baby signified their entrance into the family, while the parentsâ footprints on either side symbolized their support and love. The sight of the cloth, with its meaningful prints, brought smiles to everyoneâs faces. It was a moment of joy and reflection, capturing the essence of the familyâs love and the beginning of a new chapter in their lives.
Vanshika: "Chaliye bhabhi, bhai ab andar aaiye."
(Come on, Bhabhi, Bhai. Letâs go inside.)
As Viyansh, Vaidehi, and their newborn baby stepped inside the Singhania mansion, they were greeted by a heartwarming sight. The living area had been transformed into a festive and welcoming space, decorated with an array of white and blue balloons. The cheerful colors added a touch of playfulness and celebration to the atmosphere. A large banner hung prominently in the living area, proudly announcing, "Welcome Home, Prince!" The banner, with its elegant lettering and decorative elements, added a personal touch to the homecoming, celebrating the arrival of the newest member of the family.
Sangeeta guided Vaidehi to sit comfortably on the couch, ensuring she was well-supported and relaxed. Viyansh took his place beside her, holding their newborn baby with tender care. The warmth and happiness in the room were palpable as the family gathered around to celebrate the new addition. With a sense of ritual and love, Sangeeta took a small amount of chilly and mustard seeds in her hand. These traditional items were used to ward off the evil eye and protect the family from negative energies. She carefully rotated the chilly and mustard around Viyansh, Vaidehi, and the baby in a ceremonial manner, creating a protective circle. Once she completed the ritual, Sangeeta moved to the kitchen to burn the chilly and mustard seeds, ensuring that any negative influences would be dispelled, and the home would be filled with positivity and blessings. Viraj and Virat, their faces beaming with excitement, approached Vaidehi and Viyansh with eager expressions.
Viraj: "Cupcake kya khaoge aap, you must be hungry na."
(Cupcake, what will you eat? You must be hungry, right?)
Viyansh opened his mouth to say something, but his eyes widened in surprise upon hearing what Vaidehi said.
Vaidehi: "main khaungi aloo ki sabzi with puri, phir kheer lekin ha in sabse pehle mujhe meri coffee laake do jaldi se. Aur ha aaj dinner me pav bhaji please."
(I want to eat potato curry with puri, then kheer, but first, please bring me my coffee quickly. And yes, for dinner, please make pav bhaji.)
Virat: "Hayyy bhabhi maa we missed you."
Virat and Virat both hugged her.
Viyansh: "Jaan, aap toh salads, roti, green veggies ye sab khati thi na."
(Jaan, you used to eat salads, roti, green veggies, and all that.)
Vaidehi patted Viyansh's cheeks gently.
Vaidehi: "Ansh, ye sab humare chote Rajkumar ki pasand hai, inke Karan khati thi main ye sab. But now I'm not pregnant mujhe ab meri favourite cheeze chahiye."
(Ansh, I was eating all that because our little prince liked it. But now that Iâm not pregnant, I want my favorite things.)
Viraj and Virat, moved by Vaidehi's words, knelt in front of her and gently held her hands.
Viraj: "Cupcake, jaldi batao humare sath date pe kab chal Rahi ho??"
(Cupcake, quickly tell us when youâre going on a date with us?)
Virat: "Haa Sweetiepie aapke aur cutiepie ke bina cafe Jane me mazaa hi nahi aata."
(Yeah, sweetiepie, going to the café without you and cutiepie isnât fun.)
Vaidehi looked at Viyansh, who was already gazing at her in shock, and giggled at his reaction.
Vaidehi: "Ansh, aap please apni little Jaan ko kuch der sambhaliyega main zara mere monkeys ke sath date pe Jake aati hu."
(Ansh, please take care of our little jaan for a while. Iâll just go on a date with my monkeys and come back.)
Viyansh: "Whhhhaatttt??"
Viyansh, initially in shock at Vaidehi's request, couldn't help but let out a surprised yelp. The family burst into laughter at his reaction, finding his bewilderment both amusing and endearing. He was obviously shocked because, during pregnancy, she had needed him around 24/7, and now, just one day after giving birth, she was asking him to take care of the baby while she accompanied his brothers. The mix of Viyansh's genuine shock and Vaidehi's playful assertion created a light-hearted moment that brought smiles and chuckles to everyone. Once the laughter subsided, Vaidehi realized she needed rest, and Viyansh, ever attentive, gently helped her to their room. The room, like the rest of the mansion, was adorned with decorations. Balloons and stuffed toys created a warm and inviting atmosphere, adding to the joy of the occasion. In the comfort of their decorated room, Vaidehi settled into a cozy spot and began breastfeeding the baby. The serene environment, coupled with the joy of the new arrival, created a peaceful moment for both mother and child. With the baby content and fed, they drifted off to a restful sleep together. Viyansh, cherishing this intimate and precious moment, quietly snapped a picture of Vaidehi and their newborn sleeping peacefully. He set the image as his screen saver, capturing the beauty of this new chapter in their lives and holding onto the memory of their serene and tender bond.
The initial days of adjusting to their new routine with the baby were filled with joy and a bit of exhaustion for Viyansh and Vaidehi. Despite the challenges, the couple embraced every moment with their newborn, finding happiness in the late-night feedings and diaper changes. Vaidehi, still recovering from the delivery, experienced moments of weakness, but Viyansh was a pillar of support. His attentiveness to both Vaidehi and their baby ensured that she could rest whenever possible. The couple's sleep schedule was turned upside down, as their little one preferred to stay awake through the night and play with his parents. Although this disrupted their sleep, Viyansh and Vaidehi found the joy in these nocturnal bonding moments. Their family continued to be a constant source of support. Whenever Vaidehi and Viyansh needed a break, family members stepped in to handle the baby. This allowed the couple to catch up on rest and recharge, ensuring they could give their best to their new roles as parents. The support and understanding from their loved ones made the transition smoother and filled their home with a sense of unity and love. Overall, despite the exhaustion and the adjustment period, Viyansh and Vaidehi cherished every moment with their baby, finding happiness in the small, precious moments of their new family life. Their familyâs support and the joy of parenthood made the challenging times feel worthwhile and brought them closer together.
Today was a special dayâthe naming ceremony of their baby. Vaidehi had lovingly dressed their little one in a yellow kurta that matched perfectly with the outfit Viyansh was wearing. Viyansh emerged from their walking closet, his sleeves rolled up to his elbows. The casual yet elegant look was complemented by the yellow kurta, which had a subtle, traditional charm. As Viyansh walked into the room, the sight of him in matching attire with their son brought a smile to Vaidehiâs face.
Viyansh: "Bachcha tum jao ready ho jao, is jalkukde ko main sambhalta hu."
(Sweetheart, you go get ready. I'll handle this little jealous one.)
Vaidehi glared at Viyansh when called their baby as "Jalkukda"Â (which means "jealous" in a light-hearted sense). The nickname stemmed from the babyâs jealousy whenever Viyansh tried to get close to Vaidehi. It seemed that their little one was developing quite the attachment to his mother, showing signs of being a true "mummaâs boy." Vaidehi shot Viyansh a mock glare at the playful nickname, though she couldnât help but smile at the endearing nature of it. The babyâs jealousy and need for Vaidehiâs constant presence were matched by his dependence on Viyansh for sleep. Despite the babyâs affection for his mother, he found comfort and security only in his fatherâs embrace when it came to sleeping. In the mornings, the babyâs first instinct was to seek out Viyansh, wanting to see his father before starting his day. However, once that initial moment was fulfilled, he would cling to Vaidehi, spending the rest of the day nestled in her arms.
Vaidehi: "Aap mere bete ko aise nahi bol sakte hai Ansh."
(You can't call my son that, Ansh.)
Viyansh: "Ha toh iska bas chale toh mujhe tumhare pass aane hi na de, ye itna possessive kaise hai tumhare liye."
(Well, if it were up to him, he wouldnât even let me come near you. How is he so possessive of you?)
Vaidehi: "Vaise hi jaise aap hai."
(Just like you are.)
Vaidehiâs giggle and affectionate kiss on Viyanshâs cheek added a warm touch to the morning. With a playful glance, she darted into the walking closet, leaving Viyansh with their little one. Viyansh, holding his son close, began to talk softly to him, his voice gentle and filled with love.
Viyansh: "So, Mr. Jalkukde finally aaj aapko naam milega. Vaise aapki mumma ne vaise 1000 naam de diye hai aapko, but aaj official name milega, Little Jaan are you happy??"
(So, Mr. Jealous, today youâre finally getting a name. Although your mom has already given you a thousand nicknames, today you'll get your official name. Little Jaan, are you happy?)
Baby: "woooo aaaiii"
Viyansh chuckled softly, his eyes twinkling with affection as he looked at his baby. He leaned in and kissed the little oneâs cheek, savoring the warmth and softness of his childâs skin. Gently, he began to rock the baby in his arms, his movements rhythmic and soothing.
Viyansh: "Ohh lagta hai bahaut happy hai aap, You know little Jaan, aapke chachu's bhi bahaut happy hai kyuki vaise toh baby ka naam bua rakhti hai par aapki bua hai nahi isiliye aapki mumma na aapke chachu's ko bola ne sochne."
(Oh, it seems like youâre very happy. You know, Little Jaan, your uncles are also very happy because usually, the babyâs name is given by the bua (aunt), but since you donât have a bua, your mom asked your uncles to decide on a name.)
Baby: "Oooiieee please ssiioooo"
As Viyansh rocked his baby, the little one began to move his tiny hands in the air, a playful and joyful gesture that made Viyansh's heart melt. The baby's smile, bright and full of innocence, seemed to light up the room. Viyansh couldnât help but chuckle at his son's adorable antics.
Viyansh: "Achcha baba ha samajh gaye papa ki unka little jaan bahaut happy hai."
(Alright, alright, I understand that my Little Jaan is very happy.)
As Viyansh continued to carry his baby around the room, talking softly and enjoying the playful movements of his little one, the door opened, and Vaidehi entered. She was dressed in a beautiful yellow saree, which matched the color theme of the day. Her hair was elegantly styled in a bun, adorned with delicate flowers. Long earrings and a waist band of yellow bangles complemented her attire, while kohl accentuated her eyes, and a nude shade lipstick added a touch of elegance. Viyansh's eyes were immediately drawn to Vaidehi, and he was momentarily mesmerized by her ethereal beauty. Her presence, combined with the graceful way she carried herself, seemed to light up the room even more. The sight of her, radiant and poised, left him in awe, perfectly capturing the essence of the special day. As Vaidehi approached, Viyanshâs admiration was clear. His gaze remained fixed on her, appreciating the effort she had put into looking stunning for their babyâs naming ceremony.
Vaidehi: "Ansh, chaliye I'm ready."
(Ansh, letâs go. Iâm ready.)
Viyansh: "Jaana, let's skip the plan main nahi chahta meri itni sundar biwi ko kisi ki bhi nazar lage."
(Darling, letâs skip the plan. I donât want my beautiful wife to catch anyoneâs evil eye.)
Vaidehi chuckled softly at the way Viyansh was admiring her. With a warm smile, she wrapped her arms around his biceps. Viyansh looked down at her, his eyes reflecting both love and admiration.
Vaidehi: "par humare Little Jaan ka naam Karan hai jaana toh padega na little Jaan ke papa."
(But we have to go, right, Little Jaan's daddy? After all, we have to name our Little Jaan.)
Viyansh: "Ofooo, aur ye Baal kholo yaar achche lagte hai."
(But we have to go, right, Little Jaan's daddy? After all, we have to name our Little Jaan.)
Vaidehi: "So that ye meri cutie panda, mere sare Baal khich khich ke mujhe bhaloo bana de."
(So that my little cutie panda can pull all my hair and turn me into a bear?)
Viyansh laughed heartily at Vaidehi's comment. He then leaned in and kissed her forehead gently.
Viyansh: "Ye toh hai."
(Thatâs true.)
As Viyansh and Vaidehi descended to the living hall, the scene was set for the naming ceremony. The hall was beautifully decorated, reflecting the joy and significance of the occasion. Vaidehi had opted to move back to her room, wanting to be part of all the âfirstsâ with their baby in their own space.
The living room was a vision of elegance and celebration, adorned with yellow flowers, white curtains, and soft yellow lights that created a warm, inviting atmosphere. At the center of the room was the havan setup, a sacred fire for the ritual, surrounded by family and friends who were busy with final preparations. When the time came, the pandit ji (priest) called for Viyansh and Vaidehi to come forward. They approached the havan, where Vaidehi held their baby in her arms. To protect him from the smoke and heat, she covered his face with her saree. The baby, ever curious and playful, began to bat at the fabric, turning it into a delightful game of peek-a-boo, giggling as he played. The other family members, including the Oberois, Rathores, and Vermas, gathered around, forming a supportive circle around the couple. The priest began chanting the mantras, his voice resonating with the sacred tones of the ritual. Viyansh and Vaidehi, deeply immersed in the moment, performed the rituals with devotion and care, guided by the priestâs instructions. The ceremony was a blend of sacred tradition and personal joy, with the familyâs presence adding to the significance of the occasion. The babyâs giggles, the warmth of the havan, and the love of those gathered created a memorable and heartfelt beginning for the little oneâs journey.
Priest: "Yajmaan, ab bachche ki bua, bachche ke kaam me uska naam bole"
(Yajmaan, now the babyâs bua should speak the babyâs name.)
Vaidehi: "Pandit ji, bachche ki bua nahi, bachche ke chacha ye kare toh chalega kya??"
(Pandit ji, the baby doesnât have a bua, so can his uncles do it instead?)
Priest: "Ji bilkul ye bas apni shraddha ki baat hai, naam bolna hai bas."
(Yes, of course. Itâs just a matter of faith. The name just needs to be spoken.)
Vaidehi nodded.
Vaidehi: "Monkeys, come and name your prince."
Viraj, Virat, and Vihaan approached Vaidehi with wide grins, clearly excited about the special moment. They bent down and gently whispered the chosen name into the babyâs ears, their faces filled with anticipation and affection. As the baby heard the name, he responded with an enthusiastic squeeze, his tiny face lighting up in a way that suggested he liked it. The trio's playful and loving gesture added a sweet touch to the ceremony, bringing smiles to everyone around and making the moment even more memorable. The trio, beaming with joy, then gently kissed the babyâs forehead, their affection and delight evident in their tender gestures.
Abhinav: "Chalo bhai ab hume bhi naam bata do. "
(Come on, boys, tell us the name.)
Vihaan, Viraj, and Virat exchanged smiles, clearly excited about what was to come next. They stood up and went to retrieve a portrait that had been covered with a red cloth.
Vikram: "Ye kya hai??"
(Whatâs this?)
Viraj: "Prince ka naam hai ispe papa."
(Itâs the princeâs name, Dad.)
Virat: "Vanshi bhabhs, aao aap ye cloth hatao and name disclose Karo."
(Vanshi Bhabhs, come and unveil the cloth and reveal the name.)
Vanshika: "Main toh kab se isi ka intezar kar rhi hu."
( Iâve been waiting for this.)
Vanshika, brimming with excitement, stood with Vihaanâs help and hurriedly moved to the portrait. With a swift motion, she removed the red cloth, revealing the collage beneath. The portrait was a beautifully arranged collection of photographs, capturing precious moments of Viyansh and Vaidehi, as well as many images of their newborn baby. The collage started with a touching family picture taken in the hospital right after the babyâs birth, and continued with various snapshots of their early days together.
Vihaan: "Since humara prince, humari dahi ...."
(Since our prince, our dahi...)
Vanshika playfully slapped Vihaanâs hand, her excitement bubbling over.
Viraj: "Baby humari bhabhi maa, cupcake Vaidehi ka Aksh hai isiliye Inka naam hoga."
(Since baby is our cupcake's reflection, his name will be...)
Virat: "Vaidaksh Viyansh Singhania."
The collage was beautifully inscribed with the words âViyansh aur Vaidehi ka Vaidaksh,â adding a personal and heartfelt touch to the portrait.
Vaidehi and Viyansh were visibly touched and delighted by the thoughtful gesture from the Singhania siblings. The name âVaidakshâ and the beautiful collage had clearly struck a chord with them. Their smiles and grateful expressions conveyed their deep appreciation for the care and love that went into the gift.
Priest: "Yajmaan, ab aap apne putra ka naam is Akshat ki thaal me likhiye."
(Yajmaan, now write your sonâs name in this plate of rice grains.)
Viyansh followed the priest's instructions with care he priest performed tilak on viyansh. Viyansh performed the tilak on Vaidehi, gently filling her hairline with the auspicious mark, and then carefully applied a tilak to the baby's forehead, who was happily playing with Vaidehi's saree and giggling. The babyâs innocent giggles as he plays with Vaidehiâs saree add a heartwarming touch to the scene, capturing the joy and purity of the moment. The moment was deeply emotional for both Viyansh and Vaidehi. Viyansh, with a tender kiss on Vaidehi's forehead and then on the baby's, expressed his profound love and joy. Vaidehi, touched by the gesture, felt a surge of emotion as she looked at her husband and their precious baby, feeling overwhelmed by the depth of their family bond and the significance of this day.
Priest: "Naam Karan sampann hua ab aap sab bachche ko ashirwad dijiye."
(The naming ceremony is complete. Now everyone bless the baby.)
As the blessings were being showered upon the couple and their baby, Vaidehi, with a heartfelt gesture, handed the baby over to Viyansh. She then approached her parents, taking their hands gently and guiding them to the couch. With deep respect and gratitude, Vaidehi made them sit comfortably on the couch and then knelt down in front of them.
Abhinav: "Ye kya kar rahi hu beta??"
( What are you doing, dear?)
Sangeeta: "Aise bhi is tarah jhukna theek hai bachche, chalo utho."
(Itâs not proper to bow like this in your condition. Come on, get up.)
Vaidehi: "2 min meri baat sun lijiye mumma papa."
(Just give me two minutes, Mom, Dad. Please listen to me.)
Abhinav and Sangeeta exchanged puzzled glances as they observed Vaidehiâs emotional gesture.
Vaidehi: "Mumma, papa, aaj main samajh sakti hu aap dono ko kaisa laga hoga jab Ahaan bhaiyuu...."
(Mom, Dad, today I can understand how you both must have felt when Ahaan Bhaiyuu...)
Abhinav and Sangeeta's eyes widened in surprise, while Vaidehi's eyes filled with tears.
Abhinav: "Beta vo sab ab kyu sochna..."
(Dear, why think about all that now?)
Vaidehi: "Papa, mana meri galti nahi thi par aapki bhi galti nahi hai. Aap dono ne kitni koshish ki mujhe manane ki aur main kitni ziddi hu na, aapko kitna tang kiya na."
(Dad, even though it wasnât my fault, it wasnât yours either. You both tried so hard to make amends, and I was so stubborn, wasnât I? I troubled you so much.)
Sangeeta: "Nahi beta, koi aur hota toh shayad humari shakal tak nahi dekhta, par tune, tune toh bas apni narazgi jatai aur hume Khushi hai atleast hume maafi mangne ka mauka toh diya."
(No, dear, if it had been someone else, they might not have even wanted to see our faces, but you just expressed your displeasure, and weâre happy you at least gave us a chance to apologize.)
Vaidehi: "Nahi mumma, aap mujhe maaf kar do aapko pareshan karne ke liye, main samajh sakti hu, ab jab daksh meri zindagi me hai main aapki saari feelings samajh sakti hu."
(No, Mumma, please forgive me for troubling you. I can understand now, with Daksh in my life, all your feelings make sense to me.)
Sangeeta: "Bhagwan tujhe humesha khush rakhe."
(May God always keep you happy.)
Vaidehi: "Main Ahaan bhaiyu ki kami puri nahi kar sakti, par kya main koshish kar sakti hu aapki achchi beti banne ki??? Kya hum sab kuch bhool ke aage badh sakte hai."
(I can never replace Ahaan Bhaiyuu, but can I try to be a good daughter to you? Can we move forward and forget the past?)
Abhinav and Sangeeta embraced Vaidehi tightly, their tears mingling with hers in a silent yet profound expression of love and relief. The embrace was filled with an unspoken understanding and peace, as the pain they had felt in their hearts found solace in this emotional moment. The tears flowing from all three of them were a testament to the deep bond they shared and the healing that had taken place.
Meanwhile, Viyansh, holding Vaidaksh in his arms, stood beside Harshavardhan. Both watched the heartfelt scene unfold with smiles on their faces. The unity and emotional connection between Vaidehi and her parents was a beautiful sight, reflecting the love and support that enveloped the family. The moment was a cherished one, marked by genuine emotion and a sense of fulfillment.
Harshavardhan: "Aaj jaake mera parivaar pura hua hai, ab mujhe kuch ho bhi Jaye toh hum nahi."
(Today, my family is finally complete. Now even if something happens to me, I wonât have any regrets.)
Viyansh: "Aise kyu keh rahe hai dadu, itna Khushi ka mauka hai, bas khush rahiye."
(Why are you saying that, Dadu? This is a moment of happiness. Just stay happy.)
Harshavardhan observed with a content smile as his children laughed together, feeling a sense of pride and happiness. Vaidehi, nestled comfortably between Abhinav and Sangeeta, was sharing precious moments with her parents, enjoying their presence and the warmth of their love.
Viyansh stood in a corner, gently cradling Vaidaksh in his arms. The little one, now wearing a charming yellow kurta to match his fatherâs, looked up at Viyansh with curious eyes. The soft, soothing tones of Viyanshâs voice filled the room as he spoke to his son.
Viyansh: "Little Jaan papa loves you a lot, but papa aapki mumma se thoda zyada pyaar karte hai, and I expect same from you."
(Little Jaan, Papa loves you a lot, but Papa loves your Mumma just a little bit more, and I expect the same from you.)
As Viyansh spoke softly to Vaidaksh, the baby responded with a toothless smile that lit up his face. He reached out, playfully grasping Viyansh's gold chain, much like Vaidehi used to do. Viyansh chuckled at the sight, his heart swelling with love and pride. The moment was a sweet reminder of how his little one was already sharing traits with his mother, creating a deeper connection and adding to the joy of this new chapter in their lives.
Viyansh: "Haa ha I know aap bahaut protective and possessive hai apni mumma ke liye, par beta papa ko toh Jane Diya Karo mumma ke pass."
(Yeah, yeah, I know you're very protective and possessive of your Mumma, but son, at least let Papa go to her sometimes.)
Viyansh's eyes widened in delight as he noticed Vaidaksh shaking his head, seemingly understanding what he was saying. The babyâs reaction was accompanied by a joyful giggle, making the moment even more special. Viyansh couldn't help but laugh along, marveling at how expressive and responsive his little one was, even at such a young age.
Viyansh: "Badmaash."
(Naughty kid)
As Viyansh showered Vaidakshâs face with affectionate kisses, the babyâs giggles filled the room with joy. Vaidakshâs laughter was a delightful sound, and Viyanshâs playful display of love brought a radiant smile to Vaidehiâs face. She watched the heartwarming interaction between her husband and their baby, feeling a profound sense of happiness and contentment.
Vaidehi: "Kya ho raha hai, papa aur little Jaan ke bich."
(What's going on between dad and Little Jaan?)
When Viyansh and Vaidaksh turned their attention to Vaidehi, their synchronized smiles were impossibly adorable. Viyanshâs loving gaze paired with Vaidakshâs charming, toothless grin created a moment that was simply heart-melting for Vaidehi.
Viyansh: "Ye apni mumma ko aur main apni Biwi ko miss kar raha tha."
(Heâs missing his Mumma, and Iâm missing my wife.)
Vaidehi: "Achcha ji"
(Oh really?)
Viyansh: "Haan ji."
(Yes, really.)
As Vaidehi giggled and approached Viyansh, Vaidakshâs little hands reached out eagerly towards her. His grabby hands and excited expression reflected his desire to be with his mother, adding a touch of endearing spontaneity to the moment.
Viyansh: "Ye nahi sudhrega, jab dekho chipakna hai ise tumse."
(He wonât change, always wants to cling to you.)
Vaidehi giggled with joy as she gently took Vaidaksh into her arms. The baby settled snugly against her, his little face lighting up with a smile.
Vaidehi: "Aap complaint kar rahe hai Ansh, Daksh toh baby hai na."
(Are you complaining, Ansh? Daksh is just a baby.)
Viyansh: "Jaana aaj Vaidaksh ka naam Karan tha, Nick name Karan nahi."
(Darling, today was Vaidakshâs naming ceremony, not a nickname ceremony.)
Vaidehi and Vaidaksh both turned their attention to Viyansh, their glances a playful glare towards Viyansh. Viyansh, caught in the moment, could only smile sheepishly, which made them both giggle. As Vaidehi placed Vaidaksh gently against her shoulder, the babyâs curious little hands reached out and tugged at her hair. In a delightful twist, Vaidehiâs bun came undone, her hair cascading down.
Vaidehi: "Arehhhh jaana, kya kiya ye??"
(Oh my, what did you do?)
Viyansh carefully adjusted her hair.
Viyansh: "Achcha hi Kiya, kitni pyaari lag rahi ho ab, bilkul meri Jaan."
(he did good. You look so beautiful now, just like my Jaan.)
Vaidehi blushed at Viyanshâs playful comment, her cheeks flushing with warmth. Viyansh, ever affectionate, gently pulled her cheeks, mesmerized by her blush. Seeing this, Vaidakshâs tiny hands reached out, trying to grab Vaidehiâs cheeks with a determined, giggling expression. Viyansh and Vaidehi both laughed at their sonâs endearing attempt. They continued to play with him, their laughter and joy creating a happy, vibrant scene.
The day unfolded in a joyous celebration, with everyone coming together to dance, sing, and revel in the happiness that Vaidaksh had brought into their lives. The air was filled with laughter, music, and the warmth of family bonding.
As the festivities drew to a close, the entire family felt a profound sense of peace and contentment. The newborn had become a cherished blessing, uniting everyone in love and joy. The happiness of the day lingered in their hearts, a reminder of the beautiful new chapter they were all experiencing together.
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For those who wanted them to have a girl child, please be patientâthere's still a lot more to come.
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