Chapter-3
"teek hai wahi sahi rehega'., JP aap sabko khan eke liye bulakar baros do'.ham mandir jaa rahe hai'" she ordered JP, took her pooja thal and sat in the car waiting for mano to join her'.
Soon they left for the temple'.thinking about the hectic day ahead. Only a day was left'. The day after her chote would arrive with his parivaar'. So manorama and Devyani are busy in making arrangements along with managing to buy gifts for her grandchildren'
Kavitha came after a busy day at her school as soon as she entered her two darlings started throwing tantrums' they didn't even allow her to freshen up.
"maa' are you going to give into our demands or not" asked kriti.
"mumma, you know that we are not comfortable in wearing traditional outfits, then why are you forcing us" said kruti.
Kavitha looked at her two daughters who were modeling, showing her how awful and weird they look in salwar suits and lehengas. But kavitha was admiring her daughters. Both looked beautiful in traditional dresses. They however didn't consider themselves beautiful'they considered themselves as someone belonging to 17th century in these dresses.
"maa if you are not going to support us then we will behave worse"
"and remember papa said that there is a pool in his mansion, and we are going to roam in bikini if you are not going to allow us wear western outfits" threatened the twins. Kavitha instantly snapped out of her trance of admiring her beauties.
"You don't mean what you say, do you really?" asked kavitha worriedly.
"don't worry amma they never will wear such things for they themselves do not like them" came the voice of khushi returning from a tiring day at the office...she consoled her mother while placing her laptop on the sofa.
The twins glared at her "you too Brutus'!!!! How dare you share our secret with mumma. We were on the verge of victory'.you ruined our plan" pouted the twins.
"Hey Devi Maiyya, are you two angels or my devil sisters'?" exclaimed Khushi. "You two look as if pari has descended from heaven to our home" she continued buttering her naughty sisters. The twins had a habit of listening to khushi and agreeing to everything she says. She is their dear sister after all.
"you are the eldest pari jiji' we are nothing compared to you" kriti said.
"yes jiji.., any man will fall flat for you" winked kruti.
Khushi's face became pale for a second but immediately she showed mock anger'"Now stop you little devils'..and listen to me' you are my darlings aren't you? You will listen to me'won't u...?" pouted khushi.
"you want any snacks jiji?"
"are you tired jiji?" worried the twins seeing a little dejected expression on their beloved jiji' they surely will go to any extent for their jiji and won't bear if anyone says any word against her.
"No my dears, I am fine'but' you know papa don't you? You know how much he misses his amma and bhai and his family... Isn't it our duty to see our papa happily united with his family'.that too for a father who does everything for us'.?"
"Ok jiji..., we will listen to you but you have to make us jalebi's to eat now. It has been nearly 2 years since you made them. Will you please'?" the twins waited eagerly for their jiji's reply. They saw a tinge of sadness creep her face but she immediately managed to smile and nodded a yes.
"Anything for my two angels", saying that she took her laptop and moved towards her room. The twins too dispersed for their rooms.
"titli.., what are you thinking beta". Khushi jerked hearing her papa's voice.
"hey Devi Maiyya.., papa I didn't see you. You wanted something'?"
"Nahi titaliya, your amma told me you convinced your sisters' you don't know how much that means to me. Thank you bitiya". Hearing the emotional words of her papa she smiled and replied "papa don't thank me... you came just now from office. Go and take rest I will send your tea through Mohan."
Moving out of the kitchen shashi remembered his amma, in fact he does whenever khushi calls to Devi Maiyya or prepares jalebis. She has inherited these qualities from her grandma, Devyani. He remembered how his mother calls to Devi Maiyya even for small things, and how she used to make and eat jalebis whenever she is happy.
The entire family of Shashi sat in the living room and was busy chatting away. Only one night is left' and by tomorrow 6pm they would start for Lucknow.
"Papa why don't you share your love story with us, it would be fun" giggled kriti, naughtier of the two.
"Haan papa please say papa" asked kruti cutely while munching jalebis.
Shashank started to tell their story
"It was first day of my college at fashion designing college. I was tensed. I was walking alone. I was immersed in thoughts of how to present myself and was damn afraid of ragging. My thoughts were disturbed by a sweet angelic voice. I looked at the owner of the voice. The angelic face and hazel eyes left me baffled. Later I came out of the trance when I felt her staring at me. Then I realized she was waiting for me to reply she had asked me for directions to our class. My heart leaped in joy. The angel and I walked together to our class. We became good friends. I knew that day itself I had fallen badly for the angel, kavitha, my life"
As shashank gave a break to their story the girls cheered the lovely couple infront. Kavitha blushed a little. Shashank looked at her with love and pride. Khushi looked in awe at her parents. She wished she gets the love of her life. An unexpected sigh escapes her mouth''
"we used to talk normally, but deep in heart I knew she too has feelings for me. I used to admire her. Then during the second year of college we began to go out together. Aanchal di caught me blushing in my room'.day dreaming about your mom' she knew me well. She came to me and asked who the girl was'I could not hide anymore and told everything about kavitha, she said that I should stop dating your mom. She was abandoned by her family and grew up with us, she is our maasi's daughter. She knew my babuji too well and thus thought of saving the family from breaking. She advised both of us. But neither of us listened to her pleas. Our love was strong. We didn't break up.
I accused Aanchal di as narrow minded, she tried to make me understand that babuji would even go to the extent of killing either one of us for the sake of status. I didn't budge. Aanchal di stopped speaking with me, she was pregnant at that time and my nephew arnie was 2 years old. We graduated and two years later one fine morning, we got married without informing our family as kavi grew up alone at her aunt's place' she too passed away after our graduation leaving no one to look after kavi. But babuji didn't accept us he threw us out of the house. He had a strong feeling that kavi trapped me for my money. We moved out and rented a house and started our living. I already had a job from a fashion house as a designer and thus with hard work and saving we are able to reach this position within 15 years.
Later one day I came to know that Aanchal di has helped us incognito by her husband in getting a foot hold in the society. Even after we achieved a lot we couldn't go back'though we missed their love and care'somewhere my ego had been hurt.
Babuji was a strict man, but amma is loving , she poured out her love for us and brought us up. Mayank bhaiyya is very reserved type and doesn't talk much. Manorama bhabhi is very jovial. She is a child at heart. I miss her pampering me. She and amma share a nice bond. I always wanted to give your mother a nice sasuraal and wanted my amma to treat kavi as she treats mano bhabhi." Shashank drew a deep breath.
Khushi assured her papa that everything will be alright soon.
The little family dispersed to their rooms as it was past their bedtime'..
Khushi sat on her bed with her back to the head board... she gently looked around the room. She stared at the posters of Hannah Montana and Taylor Swift adoring the lavender colored walls'. Her mind replayed the words of her papa'
How she wished she could get the love of her life' how she wished she could say her love story in a fairy tale way to her children'.but she knew that it is not possible'she opened her wardrobe took out a diary and read few pages which she had written earlier'.
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