It had been a month since Viyana, Viyakshi, and Vansh started going to school, and with time, Viyansh and the other men in the family began to feel a bit more at ease, their initial worries slowly fading. The house had gradually settled into a new rhythm, with the children's school routines bringing a sense of structure to their days.
One afternoon, as the usual hum of the household continued, Vaidaksh and Vihaansh burst through the front door, their little faces flushed with excitement. They had just returned from school, and the energy they brought with them immediately filled the room.
Vaidaksh: "Mummmmaaaa mummmmaaa sunoooo"
(listen!)
Vihaansh: "Mummmmmaaa, momzeeee, bahar aao sab."
(come outside everyone.)
Viyana, Viyakshi, and Vansh were happily playing in the living area, their laughter and playful chatter echoing through the house. Since they were in preschool, their school hours were shorter, allowing them more time at home. As they played, they noticed the front door swing open, and Vaidaksh and Vihaansh came rushing in with their usual boundless energy. Without missing a beat, Vaidaksh and Vihaansh tossed their school bags onto the couch, barely taking a moment to catch their breath. In one swift move, they climbed onto the couch, standing tall, and began shouting excitedly, their voices a mix of joy and triumph as they called out to the others.
Vaidaksh: "Mummmma, chachiiii, daduuuu"
Vihaansh: "Paapaaa, chachuuu, daaddduuu."
Viyana, Viyakshi, and Vansh were immediately amused by their older brothers' antics. With wide grins, they quickly joined in, climbing onto the couch and jumping up and down, their tiny hands clapping in rhythm with their giggles. The living room filled with the sound of their innocent joy, a symphony of childhood laughter. Hearing the commotion, Vanshika, Vikram, Vyomika, and Vruddi emerged from their rooms, curious about the source of the noise. They smiled as they saw the children enjoying themselves, their hearts warmed by the sight. Meanwhile, Vaidehi, who had been busy in the kitchen preparing a meal for the kids, heard the ruckus and stepped out to see what was happening. She couldnât help but chuckle at the lively scene before herâher little ones were all in high spirits.
Vaidehi: "kya ho gaya achanak kyu chilla rahe ho??"
(What happened suddenly? Why are you all shouting?)
Vanshika: "Arehhh my babies aise nahi hkudo gir jaoge bachcho."
(Oh no, my babies, donât jump like thatâyouâll fall, kids.)
Vikram: "Hence proved, ladoo's kids"
Vaidehi: "Popsyyyy"
Vaidehi let out a soft whine. Vikram, seeing her reaction, couldnât help but chuckle. He walked over to the couch, scooped up little Viyana in his arms, and gave her a playful nuzzle. Vanshika followed suit, lifting Viyakshi off the couch and holding her close, while Vruddi gently picked up Vansh, who giggled as he was taken off his feet. The adults carefully placed the children back on the floor, guiding them away from their playful chaos. Meanwhile, Vyomika bent down in front of Vaidaksh and Vihaansh, cupping their faces with a warm, affectionate smile.
Vyomika: "Kya hua bachcho, bade excited lag rahe ho."
(What happened, kids? You all seem very excited.)
Vaidaksh: "yes Chachi"
Vihaansh: "we are really excited."
Suddenly, the lively atmosphere was interrupted by the sound of a baby crying from the pram behind them. Vaidehi quickly approached the pram and saw little Vaidik, his tiny face scrunched up in distress, tears streaming down his cheeks. Vaidehi gently lifted him out of the pram, cradling him in her arms. She began to softly rock him, whispering soothing words as she swayed back and forth.
Vaidehi: "Ale mera bachcha, kyu ro rahe momzee ke cute panda??"
(Oh my baby, why is momzeeâs cute panda crying?)
As Vaidehi continued to soothe Vaidik, his eyes sparkled with a bright smile, the earlier tears forgotten. His tiny hands clung to her, his face now calm and content. Just as Vaidehi felt relief wash over her, another small cry echoed through the room. She quickly turned her attention to the pram and saw that Vedarth had also woken up, his face scrunched up in discomfort, tiny fists waving in the air.  Vaidehi carefully shifted Vaidik to one arm and reached down to pick up Vedarth with the other, cradling both of them close to her chest.
Vaidehi: "Kya hua hai, aise rone kyu Lage aap dono??"
(What happened? Why are you both crying like this?)
Vedarth gazed up at Vaidehi, his big, curious eyes locking onto hers. As if understanding the comfort and love she was offering, a tiny, toothless smile spread across his face, causing Vaidehiâs heart to melt. She couldnât help but chuckle at the sight of her little one's innocent joy.
Vaidehi: "Bilkul apne papa pe gaye hai dono Viraj aur Virat ki tarah hi inhe bhi attention chahiye."
(Just like their papa, these two also need attention, just like Viraj and Virat.)
As soon as the cries of Vrishank and Vyanav filled the room, Vaidehi looked around helplessly, unable to manage four babies at once. Vyomika and Vruddi chuckled at the sight, their motherly instincts kicking in immediately. Vruddi quickly scooped up Vyanav, and Vyomika took Vrishank into her arms. The moment the boys were cradled by their mothers, their cries ceased, and they began to calm down, their little faces relaxing into contentment. It was clear that all they had wanted was a bit of attention and the comforting warmth of their mothersâ embrace.
Vaidaksh: "Humari baat toh koi nahi sun raha."
(No one is listening to us.)
Vihaansh: "Hum kab se wait kar rahe hai, bhai bolo na inko."
(Weâve been waiting for so long, bhai, tell them.)
Vikram's face softened with a warm smile as he approached his grandchildren. He settled onto the couch, patting the space beside him. Vaidaksh and Vihaansh eagerly clambered onto the couch and nestled on either side of their grandfather. Vikram wrapped an arm around each boy, pulling them close and giving them a gentle, affectionate hug.
Vikram: "bolo ab kya baat hai??"
(Tell me now, whatâs the matter?)
Vaidaksh: "Dadu, hume na family tree banane ka project mila hai."
(Dadu, we have a project to make a family tree.)
Vihaansh: "Aur dadu jo sabse achcha banayega use price bhi milega."
(And Dadu, whoever makes the best one will win a prize.)
Vaidaksh: "Main aur Anshu ek group hai, aur hum price jeetna chahte h dadu."
(Anshu and I are in a group, and we want to win the prize, Dadu.)
Vikram: "Ye toh bahaut achchi baat hai."
(This is a great thing!)
Vihaansh: "But dadu, humari family picture incomplete hai na."
(But Dadu, our family picture is incomplete, right?)
Vikram: "Vo kaise??"
(How is that?)
Vaidaksh: "Last time jab family photoshoot hua tha, tab Vrishi, Ved, Vyanav, Vaidu toh nahi the na dadu."
(Last time when we had a family photoshoot, Vrishi, Ved, Vyanav, and Vaidu werenât there, Dadu.)
Vanshika approached and took a seat beside Vaidaksh. She gently placed her hand on his shoulders, giving him a reassuring squeeze.
Vanshika: "Toh beta, phir se photo click kar lete hai."
(So, son, letâs take another picture then.)
Vihaansh: "sachchi mumma??"
(Really, mumma?)
Vanshika: "Muchchi Mumma ki jaan."
(Yes, mumma's darling.)
Vaidaksh and Vihaansh beamed with excitement as they embraced Vikram, their grandfather. Vaidaksh, unable to contain his joy, dashed towards Vaidehi and wrapped his arms around her waist, clinging tightly.
Vaidaksh: "Mumma, chalo photoshoot ke liye mere kapde select karne."
(Mumma, come and help me select clothes for the photoshoot.)
Vansh toddled over and gently patted Vanshika's lap, his little gesture seeking her attention. With a loving smile, Vanshika picked him up and settled him comfortably in her arms.
Vaidehi: "Jaana, shoot aaj thodi hai. Pehle papa ko toh bata do."
(Baby, the shoot isnât today. First, inform papa about it.)
Vihaansh walked over to Vanshika and wrapped his arms around her neck from behind, giving her a sweet hug. Vanshika looked back at him with a warm smile.
Vihaansh: "Mumma, chalo papa ko lene jaate hai unke office. Phir aake photoshoot hoga."
(Mumma, letâs go pick up papa from his office. Then weâll have the photoshoot.)
Vaidehi and Vanshika exchanged a knowing glance, their eyes twinkling with shared joy. They both let out a soft chuckle.
Vikram: "Bachcho yaha aao."
(Kids, come here.)
Vaidaksh and Vihaansh walked over to Vikram, their faces lit up with excitement. Vikram, with a warm smile, reached out and clasped their small hands in his.
Vikram: "Bachcho, aaj papa ko ghar aane do, unhe bata dena phir kal shoot rakh le??"
(Children, let papa come home today. Tell him, and then we can schedule the shoot for tomorrow.)
Vaidaksh: "Par dadu hum excited hai."
(But Dadu, weâre excited.)
Vikram: "Dadu me pote, excited toh aap 24/7 rehte hai."
(My dear grandson, youâre excited 24/7.)
Vaidaksh and Vihaansh chuckled. Vikram responded with a hearty laugh, his eyes twinkling with happiness as he cherished these moments with his grandchildren.
Vihaansh: "Par dadu kal pakka haa."
(But Dadu, promise for tomorrow, okay?)
Vikram: "Done."
Vihaansh: "Bhai, chalo hum clothes select karte hai."
(Bhai, letâs go and select clothes.)
Vaidaksh nodded enthusiastically, grasping Vihaansh's hand. With a shared burst of excitement, they dashed off towards their room, their footsteps echoing with their joyful energy.
Vanshika: "Gandagi mat machana dono."
(Donât make a mess, both of you.)
Vanshika's words went unnoticed as the children excitedly ran towards their room. The rest of the family watched with amused smiles and laughter, enjoying the lively scene and the childrenâs infectious enthusiasm.
Vruddhi settled on the couch, cradling Vyanav in her arms, while Vyomika and Vaidehi joined her, sitting comfortably. Viyana and Viyakshi toddled over to them, their eyes wide with curiosity as they peered at the tiny twins, Vyanav and Vrishank. The little girlsâ expressions were a mix of wonder and fascination as they took in the sight of their newborn cousins.
Viyana: "Chachi, baby cute."
Viyakshi: "Chachi, baby doo"
(give me the baby.)
Viyakshi sat down on the mat, her tiny hands patting her lap as she looked up at Vyomika with hopeful eyes. She pointed eagerly, signaling that she wanted to hold the baby. Vyomika smiled warmly at the little girl's gesture.
Vyomika: "No Akshi, baby is small. Aur meri Akshi bhi toh baby hai na.??"
(No Akshi, baby is small. And isnât my Akshi also a baby?)
Vruddhi: "Haa bilkul humari Viyu aur Akshi toh cute cute fairies hai. Pretty pretty."
(Yes, our Viyu and Akshi are cute fairies. Pretty, pretty.)
Viyana and Viyakshi settled themselves on the mat, their faces glowing with joy. As they clapped their hands in unison, their laughter filled the room, adding to the cheerful atmosphere.
Viyana: "Pweetty??"
Vruddhi: "Yess doll, aap dono pretty."
(Yes, doll, you both are pretty.)
Vansh: "Chachi Mee??"
Vansh asked, still sitting on Vanshika's lap and sucking his thumb.
Vyomika: "Arehh, humara Vanshuu toh handsome hai na."
(Oh, our Vanshuu is handsome, right?)
Vansh grinned and clapped enthusiastically, adding to the joyful noise of the room. When Vanshika tried to pull his thumb out of his mouth, he quickly put it back, showing his determination. With a resigned shake of her head, Vanshika gently placed him back on the mat alongside Viyana and Viyakshi. The three of them began to play together, their giggles echoing through the room.
As they played, the sounds of Vedarth and Vaidik's cries filled the space. Their little faces were scrunched up, clearly seeking attention.
Vaidehi: "Vyomika, riddhuu, bachcho ko bhook lagi hogi, please feed them."
(Vyomika, Riddhu, the kids might be hungry, please feed them.)
Vyomika, Vruddi: "Jii bhabhi."
(Yes, Bhabhi.)
Vyomika and Vruddi, noticing the babiesâ cries, decided it was time to attend to them. They gently gathered Vrishank, Vedarth, Vyanav, and Vaidik and headed back to their rooms to feed and soothe them. As they left, the sounds of the bustling living room continued, filled with the lively energy of the other children and family members.
As night fell, the family gathered around the dining table for dinner. The atmosphere was warm and filled with a mix of laughter and contented chatter.
Viyansh was focused on feeding Viyana and Viyakshi, who were enjoying their meal with giggles and playful glances. Vaidehi, seated beside them, was feeding Vaidaksh, who seemed especially pleased with the personal touch of eating from his motherâs hand. Meanwhile, Vihaan and Vanshika were busy feeding their own children, managing the tasks with practiced ease.
At the other end of the table, Viraj, Virat, Vyomika, and Vruddhi were having a quieter meal, their conversations subdued as their babies had just fallen asleep after a lengthy period of fussiness.
Vikram observed the scene with a heartwarming smile, taking in the sight of his children and grandchildren, all gathered and cared for. The harmony and love among the family members created a comforting ambiance, reflecting the strong bonds that tied them together.
Vaidaksh: "Papa, hume kuch batana hai."
(Papa, we have something to tell you.)
Viyansh: "Yes little jaan boliye."
(Yes, little jaan, tell me.)
Vihaansh: "Papa, Chachu aap sab log suno."
(Papa, Chachu, listen up, all of you.)
Vihaan: "Kahiye Anshu ji, Akshu jii."
(Go ahead, Anshu ji, Akshu ji.)
Vaidaksh: "Hume family tree banane ka project mila hai."
(We have a project to make a family tree.)
Vihaansh: "So hume family photoshoot karana hai."
(So we need to have a family photoshoot.)
Viraj: "Done, kal karte hai."
(Done, weâll do it tomorrow.)
Virat: "Iâll book the photographer."
Vaidaksh and Vihaanshâs faces lit up with joy. Their happiness was infectious, and the entire family couldnât help but smile at the sight. The room filled with a warm, shared sense of joy as the kidsâ excitement spread to everyone.
Viyana: "Popsy, pholohoot kya hai??"
(Popsy, whatâs a photoshoot?)
Viyakshi: "Popsy kya ye chockii hai??"
(Popsy, is it a chocolate?)
Viyansh chuckled softly as he gently wiped Viyana and Viyakshiâs lips with his thumb.
Viyansh: "No angel and princess, photoshoot matlab hum sab saath me picture click karenge."
(No, angel and princess, photoshoot means we all take pictures together.)
Vansh: "Picklure??"
Vihaan: "Picklure nahi beta, Picture, photo. "
(Not "picklure," son, itâs picture, photo.)
Vansh, Viyana, and Viyakshi exchanged puzzled glances, their little faces scrunched in confusion as they tried to understand what was happening. The adults, noticing their bewilderment, shared amused looks, finding the childrenâs reactions endearing.
Viraj: "Babies, jaise aap Chachu's ke phone me smile karte hai na pic ke liye."
(Babies, just like you smile for pictures on Chachuâs phone.)
Virat: "Vaise hi big camera aayega usme smile karna hai."
(The same way, a big camera will come, and youâll have to smile for it.)
Viyana: "Big camla"
(Big camera.)
Viyakshi: "Big phoothoo"
(Big photo.)
Vansh: "Big Vanshuu"
As the dinner concluded, the family retired to their respective rooms, each carrying their little ones with them. Viyana and Viyakshi, having their own room equipped with a baby monitor, were unusually clingy tonight, preferring to stay with their parents. Viyansh, accommodating their need for closeness, had them nestled against his chest as he lay on the bed, gently patting their backs to soothe them.
The soft, rhythmic patting was interrupted by a gentle knock on the door. Vaidehi, having just emerged from the washroom, was fresh and relaxed, ready to join her family. She glanced at Viyansh, who was tenderly holding their daughters.
Vaidehi: "Ansh main dekhti hu."
(Ansh, Iâll take care of it.)
Viyansh nodded in acknowledgment, his attention still focused on soothing Viyana and Viyakshi. Vaidehi walked over to the door and opened it to find Vaidaksh standing there, clutching his blanket tightly. A warm smile spread across her face as she looked at her son.
Vaidehi: "Bade dino baad mumma ki yaad aayi sone ke liye. Par mumma ne mana kar diya toh??"
(After so long, theyâve remembered their mumma when itâs time to sleep. But what if mumma refuses?)
Vaidaksh's little pout made Vaidehi chuckle softly. She reached out and gently pulled his cheeks.
Vaidehi: "aa jaiye nautanki ji."
(Come here, drama king.)
Vaidaksh giggled with delight as he darted towards the bed. With a playful hop, he landed beside Viyansh, Viyana, and Viyakshi.
Viyansh: "Little Jaan sambhal ke."
(Little jaan, be careful.)
Vaidaksh: "Yes papa."
Vaidehi closed the door softly behind her and joined the family on the bed. As Vaidaksh snuggled into her embrace, she patted his back gently until he drifted off into a deep, peaceful sleep. Viyansh, with a tender touch, carefully settled Viyana and Viyakshi back onto the bed beside him. As he finished adjusting the covers around them, Vaidehi looked over at Viyansh with a warm smile, their eyes reflecting the quiet contentment of the evening.
Viyansh: "Kya hua bachcha??"
(Whatâs the matter, baby?)
Vaidehi: "Hum kitni dur aa gaye na Ansh."
(Weâve come so far, havenât we, Ansh?)
Viyansh: "Matlab??"
(What do you mean?)
Vaidehi: "Matlab humari arrange marriage huyi, pyaar hua izhaar hua, zindagi me utar chadhav aaye, humari pregnancy, humare Daksh ka janam, uski sharartein, dekhte hi dekhte Viyana and Viyakshi bhi aa gayi humari zindagi me. Humari shadi ko hi 10 saal hone aa gaye. Sab kisi sapne jaisa lagta hai Ansh."
(I mean, we had an arranged marriage, fell in love, faced ups and downs in life, had our pregnancy, Daksh was born, his mischiefs, and before we knew it, Viyana and Viyakshi came into our lives too. Itâs been ten years since we got married. It all feels like a dream, Ansh.)
Viyansh smiled, his eyes soft with affection. He reached out, taking Vaidehiâs hand in his, and pressed a gentle kiss to her fingers.
Viyansh: "Agar sapna hai toh ye meri zindagi ka sabse khoobsurat sapna hai. Tum meri jaan mera vo khoobsurat sapna ho, jo meri zindagi ka chand ban gayi aur mujhe ye humare teeno pyaare pyaare taare diye hai."
(If itâs a dream, then itâs the most beautiful dream of my life. You are my jaan, the beautiful dream that became the moon of my life and gave me these three lovely stars.)
Vaidehi: "Ansh, hum humesha aise hi rahenge na. Sab itna hi khoobsurat hoga na??"
(Ansh, weâll always be like this, right? Everything will remain this beautiful, wonât it?)
Viyansh: "Zarur hoga bachcha, aur nahi hoga toh main har koshish karunga sab kuch behtar karne ki. Tum aur humare bachche aur humara khushaal parivar. Sab aise hi rahega."
(It definitely will, baby, and if not, Iâll do everything I can to make it better. You, our children, and our happy familyâeverything will stay just like this.)
Vaidehi smiled warmly as Viyansh leaned in to kiss her forehead. The gesture was tender and loving, though it required a bit of maneuvering with their three sleeping children nestled between them.
Viyansh: "Sab aise hi rahega bas in teeno ke alava, inko inke room me bhejo."
(Everything will stay just like this, except for these three. Send them to their room.)
Vaidehi chuckled.
Vaidehi: "Bas itna hi pyaar hai bachcho se."
(Thatâs all the love you have for the kids?)
Viyansh: "Bachcho se bahaut pyaar hai jaana, par ye waqt toh bachcho ki maa se pyaar karne ka hai na. Ab batao inke hote huye kaise karu??"
(I love the kids very much, baby, but this is the time to love the kids' mom, right? Now tell me, how can I do that with them around?)
Vaidehi blushed deeply at Viyansh's words. Unable to resist, Viyansh leaned in, using the headrest for support, and gently nibbled on Vaidehi's cheeks. The affectionate gesture made her turn an even deeper shade of red, adding a touch of playful warmth to the cozy moment they shared.
Viyansh: "God, jaana aap kyu itni cute hai. Bas ab , listen we are going on a date tomorrow. "
(God, baby, why are you so cute? Thatâs it, listen, we are going on a date tomorrow.)
Vaidehi: "Hain?? Puch rahe hai ya bata rahe hain???"
(What? Are you asking or telling?)
Viyansh: "bata raha hu, meri biwi sirf meri hai use pyaar karna chahte hu par ye teeno manenge nahi. Aur haa kal main nahi manunga koi bahana nahi chalega. "
(Iâm telling you. My wife is only mine, and I want to love her, but these three wonât let me. And yes, tomorrow I wonât take any excusesâno excuses will work.)
Vaidehi chuckled at Viyansh's stubbornness and gave a playful nod of agreement. As they settled into their comfortable positions with their children nestled between them, they both drifted off into a peaceful dreamland, wrapped in the warmth of their love and the tranquility of the night.
The next day, excitement buzzed through the house as everyone prepared for the photoshoot. The kids were especially thrilled, their enthusiasm evident in their bright eyes and energetic chatter. Vaidehi made her way to Vikram's room to summon him for the photoshoot.
Vaidehi: "Popsyyy"
Vaidehi quietly tiptoed towards Vikram, who stood gazing at Vidyaâs photo with a contemplative expression.
Vaidehi: "Bhaawwww"
Vikram flinched slightly at the unexpected sound, turning his head to find Vaidehi standing there with a playful grin. Vaidehi couldnât help but giggle at his reaction.
Vikram: "Ladoooo"
Vaidehi: "Sorry Popsy."
Vikram chuckled softly, shaking his head with a mix of amusement and affection.
Vaidehi: "Momzee ko miss kar rahe hai na??"
(Are you missing Momzee?)
Vikram settled onto the couch, patting the space next to him with a welcoming gesture. Vaidehi slid into the seat beside him.
Vikram: "Vaise to main Apni Vidya ko humesha apne pass mehsus karta hu, par kabhi kabhi lagta hai vo hoti toh achcha hota. Jaise aaj ki family photo me."
(Although I always feel Vidya with me, sometimes I wish she were here, like in todayâs family photo.)
Vaidehi gently took Vikramâs hand in hers, kneeling in front of him with a tender, earnest look in her eyes.
Vaidehi: "Momzee hai aapke sath Popsy, hum sabke Dil me hai vo."
(Momzee is with you, Popsy; sheâs in all of our hearts.)
Vikram placed his hand gently on Vaidehi's head. Vaidehi looked up at him, her eyes filled with gratitude and warmth.
Vikram: "Janta hu, vo jaha bhi hai khush hai."
(I know, sheâs happy wherever she is.)
Vaidehi: "toh chaliye aap bhi muskura dijiye. Budhape me udaas chehra achcha nahi lagta hai."
(Then come on, give us a smile. A sad face doesnât suit you in your old age.)
Vikram playfully slapped Vaidehiâs cheeks, a gesture filled with affection and a touch of mischief.
Vikram: "Buddha hoga tera baap."
(Old age? Your father is old.)
Vaidehi: "Yaani ki aap na."
(Which means you.)
Vikram: "Ladoooo"
Vaidehi and Vikram both giggled, the warmth of their shared laughter filling the room.
Vaidehi: "Okay mere handsome Popsy chaliye main aapko lene aayi thi."
(Okay, my handsome Popsy, come with me; I came to get you.)
Vaidehi stood up and extended her hand to Vikram. With a smile, he took her hand and gave her a fatherly pat on the head.
Vikram: "Chal"
(Letâs go.)
Vaidehi: "Just a minute"
Vaidehi walked over to the bedside table and gently picked up a photo of Vidya. She held it carefully, her gaze softening.
Vikram: "Ye kya??"
(Whatâs this?)
Vaidehi: "Family photo me puri family toh rehni chahiye na"
(The whole family should be in the family photo, right?)
Vikram observed Vaidehi's thoughtful gesture and felt a warm smile spread across his face. Together, they made their way downstairs, where the family was gathered and enjoying their time together. Vaidehi approached Viyansh, linking her arm with his, and they immediately became engrossed in the playful chaos with their children. Vikram took a moment to watch the lively scene before him, his heart full of contentment as he saw his family interacting and bonding. The room was filled with laughter and joy, and Vikram couldn't help but feel grateful for these precious moments spent with his loved ones.
Vikram: "Ladoo, Vanshii, Vyomii, Riddhuu bachcho zara yaha aana."
(Ladoo, Vanshii, Vyomii, Riddhuu, kids, come here for a moment.)
Vyomika and Vruddhi handed their babies over to Viraj and Virat, who took on the responsibility of looking after them with ease. The ladies of the house, including Vaidehi, Vanshika, and others, gathered around Vikram.
Vikram: "Baitho"
(Sit down.)
The four of them exchanged puzzled glances but eventually settled onto the couch, their curiosity piqued. Vikram, with a thoughtful expression, extended a stack of papers towards them.
Vaidehi: "Ye kya hai Popsy??"
(Whatâs this, Popsy?)
Vikram: "Ghar ke papers hai"
(These are the house papers.)
Vanshika: "Kya matlab papa??"
(What do you mean, Papa?)
Vikram: "Ab bhai humara parivar itna bada hai, toh Ghar bhi toh bada hona chahiye na"
(Well, our family has grown so much, so the house should be bigger too, right?)
Vruddhi: "Par papa humara ghar toh already kitna bada hai."
(But Papa, our house is already quite big.)
Vikram: "Par ab bachche bhi toh bade honge na beta."
(But the children will grow up too, right, dear?)
Vyomika: "Par abhi toh waqt hai na usme papa."
(But thereâs still time for that, Papa.)
Vikram: "Ha par zindagi ka kya bharosa beta, main abhi hu toh bas ye ek ghar tum chaaron ne naam pe tumhe Dena chahta tha."
(Yes, but who knows what life has in store? As long as Iâm here, I wanted to give this new house to the four of you.)
Vaidehi started to stand up and move towards Viyansh, but Vikram gently reached out and held her hand.
Vikram: "Ladoo"
Vaidehi turned towards Vikram, and his eyes widened in surprise when he saw tears streaming down her face. The unexpected sight of her tears caught him off guard, and he looked at her with concern.
Vikram: "Ladoo, beta ro kyu Rahi hai??"
(Ladoo, why are you crying, dear?)
Vaidehi: "Rou nahi toh aur kya karu?? Aap batein hi aisi karte hai Popsy. Mujhe baat hi nahi karni hai aapse."
(What else should I do but cry? You always say things like this, Popsy. I donât want to talk to you anymore.)
Vikram shook his head gently, his expression filled with concern. He reached out and carefully wiped the tears from Vaidehiâs cheeks.
Vikram: "Kuch galat toh nahi kaha na maine beta??"
(Did I say something wrong, dear?)
Vanshika: "Galat nahi kaha, bahaut galat kaha hai aapne."
(Not wrong, very wrong.)
Vyomika: "Isse behtar hota ki kehte hi nahi, rakhiye ye papers apne pass."
( It wouldâve been better if you hadnât said anything at all. Keep these papers with you.)
Vruddhi: "Sach me aap buddhe ho gaye hai papa."
(You really have gotten old, Papa.)
Vanshika, Vyomika, and Vruddhi watched with tears in their eyes as Vikram comforted Vaidehi. The emotional weight of the moment was palpable.
Vaidehi: "Aapke bina humme se yaha koi bhi nahi reh sakta hai aap jante hai na?? Phir kyu bakwas baatein karte hai."
(You know none of us can live without you, right? Then why do you say such nonsense?)
Vaidehi hugged Vikram.
Vaidehi: "Popsy aap kahi nahi jayenge."
(Popsy, youâre not going anywhere.)
Vanshika, Vyomika, and Vruddhi embraced Vikram, their tears mingling with their supportive hugs. Vikram, though touched, managed a warm smile as he felt the strength of their collective support. The moment was filled with heartfelt solidarity, highlighting the deep bonds within the family.
Vikram: "Hmm tumhare papa budhe ho gaye hai na isiliye kuch bhi bol diya, achcha baba sorry. Ab kya meri betiyan Rona band karengi??"
(Hmm, your old father said something stupid, alright? Iâm sorry. Now will my daughters stop crying?)
Vaidehi, Vanshika, Vyomika, and Vruddhi pulled back from their embrace, their faces now bright with smiles.
Vikram: "Par apne papa ka dil rakhne ke liye hi sahi, in papers pe sign karke ye gift accept kar lo please."
(But just to make your father happy, please sign these papers and accept this gift.)
The four womenâVaidehi, Vanshika, Vyomika, and Vruddhiâshared a final nod and warm smiles. Viyansh, Vihaan, Viraj, and Virat watched from the sidelines, their faces reflecting pride and happiness as they observed the touching exchange among the women.
Viyansh: "Aur papa humare liye??"
(And what about us, Papa?)
Vikram: "Tum sab bachche sambhalo. Jao niklo."
(You kids take care of things. Now go, get out of here.)
Vaidehi, Vanshika, Vyomika, and Vruddhi burst into laughter, their joy infectious as the kids and Vikram joined them. Meanwhile, Viraj, Virat, Viyansh, and Vihaan pouted in mock disappointment, their sulking only adding to the amusement. The room was filled with the warm, vibrant sounds of family laughter, creating a lively and heartwarming scene.
The family gathered for a cherished family photo, each member proudly showcasing their beloved little ones.
Vikram took his place at the head of the group, holding Vidya's photo gently in his arms. Behind him stood Viyansh and Vaidehi, with Vaidehi cradling Viyana and Viyakshi in her arms, while Viyansh held Vaidaksh securely. Beside them, Vanshika and Vihaan stood with their own little onesâVanshika holding Vansh and Vihaan holding Vihaansh.
On Vikram's right side, Viraj and Vyomika stood together. Viraj held Vrishank lovingly, while Vyomika cradled Vedarth. On the left side of Vikram, Virat and Vruddhi were positioned. Virat held Vyanav, and Vruddhi held Vaidik. The family was all smiles as they posed for the picture, capturing a moment of unity and joy.
Photographer: "Say cheeeseeee."
Virat: "No, Say V for Vinghania Family."
All chuckled and then said.
"Vinghania Familiieeeeee"
As the photographer clicked the shutter, the family beamed together, the warmth of their love and togetherness captured in the frame.
The curtains closed, signaling the end of a beautiful and heartwarming story. The echoes of laughter, love, and cherished moments lingered, leaving a lasting impression of family and togetherness.
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So we come to the end of "Whispers of Romance." This journey has been deeply personal for me as Iâve put my thoughts into writing. Thank you all for loving and reading my story, and for your votes, comments, and support.
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Donât worryâIâve noted all your requested scenes and will include them in the bonus chapters, though it will take some time as Iâll be focusing on "Mafia King's Innocent Biwi" for now.
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Hereâs what I plan to cover in the bonus chapters:
1. The kids at Viyansh's workplace
2. Viyansh and Vaidehi's moments
3. Viraj and Vyomika's moments, as well as Virat and Vruddhi's moments
4. All the kidsâ bonding
5. Vaidaksh's love story
If you have any other suggestions, let me know, and Iâll try to include them as well. You can request any scene, as bonus chapters can include flashbacks.
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Regarding the request for a separate book on Vaidaksh, Iâm sorry, but I prefer not to create a series. However, I will address it in one of the bonus chapters, and I hope that works for you.
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Please give "Mafia King's Innocent Biwi" a try. Itâs packed with suspense, violence, romance, and cute momentsâIâm sure youâll enjoy it.
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Until then, goodbye, take care, and love you all.
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Happy reading ð¸ ð