Keeping Khushi Thread 10 Part 100 Page 128 - Page 29

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Part 94

Coco scanned the stage and the surroundings, trying to locate the hero she had laid her covetous eyes on.

But he was nowhere to be seen. She grit her teeth in frustration.

"Coco!", came her mother's anxious call. "What are you doing there alone?"

Coco shot a venomous look at her mother. "Breathing. Do you have a problem with that?"

Pinky Geelani swallowed. What had she done to be saddled with such an obnoxious brat who chased everything in pants? She looked around to make sure that no one had heard the nasty remark.

"Coco! Behave yourself!", Pinky cautioned and pleaded in the same breath.

Coco opened her mouth to give her mother a verbal bashing that she wouldn't forget in a hurry, but had to swallow her words as Naniji, Buaji, Amma, and Mami joined them.

"Saasumma, looks at the stagewaa! NK Bitwaa and Aarti Bitiyaa selected the colours and the lights!"

"It looks like somehing out of a fairytale!", breathed Naniji.

"It looks magical!", said Amma, smiling at the glorious sight.

"We will have great fun tonight, Nandkisore!", said Buaji smiling. "It is our Aarti Bitiyaa and NK Bitwaa's Sangeet. The children will all dance away the night, I am sure!"

Coco looked at the stage with disinterested eyes. Suddenly her eyes brightened. She caught sight of the hero, standing near the stage, looking at the arrangements and discussing them with some representative of the event management company.

"It is all the work of hamre Arnav Bitwaa!", smiled Mamiji.

"Who?", asked Pinky.

"Hamre Arnav Bitwaa! Didn't you meet him?", asked Mami astonished.

Pinky shook her head in the negative.

"How can you come to Delhi and not meet Arnav Singh Raizada?", asked Mami scandalised. "He is like the ...the..Rashtrapati Bhavan. Compulsory darshan for tourists. Delhi is nothing without hamre Arnav Bitwaa...Arnav Bitwaa, Arnav Bitwaa!", she screeched.

Arnav looked around, excused himself to the man he was talking to, and walked up to the group of ladies.

"Chotey! This is Pinky Geelani and her daughter, Coco. They are Rani's friends.", said Nani.

Arnav smiled slightly and nodded at them.

"This is NK's brother, Arnav Singh Raizada.", Nani continued with the introductions.

"I hope you enjoy the functions.", Arnav said mildly, his mind on the flowers that Aman was supposed to bring to the venue in a few seconds. And then he had to get NK down from his room, where he was dressing with the assistance of Anand Jiju & Akash. He smiled inwardly. How he hoped that NK was not going to wear a yellow sherwani he had been holding in his hands the last time he had seen him! NK was taking the Sunflower thing too far! Aarti would soon puke at the sight of yellow if he continued in the same vein...

Pinky thanked him, while Coco drank her hero in.

The formal clothes, the air with which he wore them, his stern face, his aura of power'they all made her drool. He had a sculpted body beneath the coat, she gauged, without the need for any kind of padding'..lips that begged to be kissed'

"Hamre Arnav Bitwaa ijj a big bujjinejjman (businessman), very, very bijji (busy) making dealjj (deals) din and raat!", Mamiji said, proud of her nephew.

Arnav excused himself, and left to oversee the final arrangements. He wanted everything to be perfect for NK & Aarti. Where was Khushi? Wasn't it time for her to come down the stairs?

Khushi, Payal, & Anjali led Aarti, dressed in a pink and red lehenga down the steps to the seats laid out at the foot of the stage.

Aarti had actually worn a blue anarkali for the function, when Rani had knocked on her door and made her a gift of this pink and red lehenga.

Rani had made Aarti open the box in her presence, with Payal, Anjali, & Khushi looking on.

"Do you like it?", she asked, her anxious eyes scanning Aarti's face.

Aarti smiled. "Yes."

Rani sighed in relief.

"When we went to buy the lehenga for you, I selected this and the other ladies in the party said I should go for something more elaborate. With lots of frills and bows." Rani cupped Aarti's face. "From what NK told us of you, I thought you might prefer this."

Aarti nodded, touching the beautiful lehenga with loving fingers.

"I fought with the ladies, and finally dragged your Sasurji from the office to the shop to support me." Rani said. "He never says 'no' to me.", Rani smiled.

All the girls smiled at Rani.

"Do you like it, Aarti Bitiyaa?", she asked.

"Very much.", Aarti said.

Rani heaved a heartfelt sigh of relief. "Then it is all worth it."

Aarti swallowed.

"Khushiji... Maybe I can wear this lehenga for the Sangeet?", Aarti asked.

Rani stared at her with mouth wide open.

Khushi kissed Aarti on her cheek, and Payal & Anjali hugged her. While Rani looked on speechless, the girls helped Aarti wear the lehenga and matching jewellery. They draped the dupatta across her chest and waist to cover the scars of the surgery.

Finally, Aarti stood in front of Rani, dressed in her gift, looking like a princess. Rani could only hug and kiss her repeatedly.

"NK is a very lucky boy.", Rani managed to say through a choked throat. "He has chosen well. A kind heart and a beautiful face, modest and sanskari!"

Aarti shrugged in her characteristic way, and said quietly "Err...I think I am the lucky one here."

Arnav led NK, Anand, & Akash down, his eyes searching for the lovely form of his wife.

She was standing with Di, Aarti, & Payal.

As Arnav watched, Mami, Buaji, Amma, Rani, & Nani joined them and all laughed at something Mami said.

He looked at the glee-filled face of his wife. How he loved to hear her laugh!

Khushi looked towards the stairs, and saw Arnav, Akash Bhai, NK Bhai, & Anand Jiju walk down. They looked gorgeous, all of them.

Arnavji was still in black formals, not having the time or the inclination to change. NK Bhai was, thankfully, in a blue sherwani, not a yellow one. Akash Bhai was in pale green and Anand Jiju was in cream.

Her eyes were caught by the intent gaze of her husband who silently reminded her of his promise for that night.

Khushi smiled, and looked away.

The boys looked at the girls. Khushi was in a pink-red sari, Aarti in a pink-red lehenga, Anjali in a red sari with lots of silver work and beads, & Payal in a red sari with a gold border. All of them looked gorgeous, their faces bright and smiling, their jewellery accentuating their beauty, excitement lending a faint, becoming flush to their cheeks.

Anand winked at Anjali, who laughed. The men strode down the steps, eager to join their wives.

Mami clutched her heart.

"Saasumaa, nazar uttaro! Lower the eye! Lower the eye! Hamre Bitwaa! They are so handsome!"

"Who is handsome, Maasi?", NK asked, smiling as he came to join them.

"HP. Hum HP ki baat karat he!", Mami teased him. "Not about you."

"Chodo, Manorama. Don't tease him on his Sangeet!", Nani said, laughing.

NK tried to put an arm around Aarti, but Payal and Khushi blocked him, laughing. "Wait karo!, laughed Mami. "You are in the queue!"

Aarti laughed, and NK pouted.

Buaji pinched NK's chin. "You are handsome. You look like Nandkisore, NK Bitwaa!"

NK turned confused eyes on Buaji. "But I am Nandkisore, Buaji!"

Aarti bit her lip to stop herself from laughing. Akash looked heavenwards. Arnav shared a smile with Khushi.

"There are times I pity Aarti!", whispered DevilRaizada in his wife's ear, breathing in her jasmine scent.

"Sshhh!", Khushi hushed him, smiling.

The others clutched their tummies, laughing.

Anjali sighed, smiling. "NK Bhai, you are, you are Nandkisore. And this is Aartiji. And this is Khushiji. Now, why don't you sit down here? Let's start the programme!"

Rani and Payal pushed NK and Aarti into the seats reserved for them.

Mamaji & Raj Kisore joined them.

"So the bali ka bakra is all dressed and ready!", Mamaji muttered, looking at NK.

The men smiled.

"Bali ka bakra? I thought he was the murga.", whispered Raj Kisore, smirking.

"Bhai, imagine NK Bhai as a father, with lots of kids running around him...", whispered Akash in Arnav's ear.

"I won't. It will give me indigestion.", smiled Arnav as he moved closer to his wife.

Naniji, Raj & Rani, Anjali, Anand, his mother & Buaji, his sisters & their family, Baba and the children, Dr. Prakash Sinha and his wife, Buaji, Aarti's Amma, Gopi Kakka, Nitin and family, Jayesh Bhai and his family, Mami's friends from her club, Arnav & Akash's business associates, Rani's friends from Sydney...they all found seats, ready to enjoy the entertainment planned and arranged for their delectation.

In the rush, Rani happily and proudly introduced Payal & Khushi to her friends.

"Pinky, Kitty, Kajal, Mridul, Mona, Reena... This is Khushi Arnav Singh Raizada and this is Payal Akash Singh Raizada, the two bahuriyaa of this house."

The ladies hugged them, glad to meet the two bahus who held a place in the hearts of all the Raizadas, and who held the family together.

Coco drew in a sharp breath. So her hero was married. To this... this abomination... She glared at poor Khushi who was laughing at something Mona said.

Long hair. Jasmine flowers. Rich saree. Sleeves up to her wrists... Was she a nun? Coco looked at her own short choli and low-waisted lehenga with satisfaction. It would be sooo easy to reel in Arnav Singh Raizada.

"And this is my daughter, Coco.", said poor Pinky, introducing her to Khushi and Payal.

"Namaste!", said Khushi and Payal, looking at an 18-20 year-old girl in a very revealing lehenga, who would be pretty if she would wipe off some paint from her face, stop scowling, and wear some clothes.

As Payal turned to answer Kitty, Coco growled at Khushi. "YOU are Arnav Singh Raizada's wife?"

"Ji.", said Khushi, smiling.

Before Coco could go on the rampage, the curtain lifted, and Payal & Khushi excused themselves to sit with their husbands.

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Here is my interpretation for the Part 94

The entire update is based on the behavioural pattern of different people

... conduct...appearance...DEMEANOUR...

Coco scanned the stage and the surroundings, trying to locate the hero she had laid her covetous eyes on.

But he was nowhere to be seen. She grit her teeth in frustration.

"Coco!", came her mother's anxious call. "What are you doing there alone?"

Coco shot a venomous look at her mother. "Breathing. Do you have a problem with that?"

"Respect for ourselves guides our morals; respect for others guides our manner" ~ Laurence Sterne

Pinky Geelani swallowed. What had she done to be saddled with such an obnoxious brat who chased everything in pants? She looked around to make sure that no one had heard the nasty remark.

"Oh Tigger, where are your manners?"

"I don't know, but I bet they're having more fun than I am" ~ A.A. Milne

"Coco! Behave yourself!", Pinky cautioned and pleaded in the same breath.

Coco opened her mouth to give her mother a verbal bashing that she wouldn't forget in a hurry, but had to swallow her words as Naniji, Buaji, Amma, and Mami joined them.

"Manners are a sensitive awareness of the feelings of others. If you have that awareness, you have good manners, no matter what fork you use" ~ Emily Post

"Saasumma, looks at the stagewaa! NK Bitwaa and Aarti Bitiyaa selected the colours and the lights!"

"It looks like somehing out of a fairytale!", breathed Naniji.

"It looks magical!", said Amma, smiling at the glorious sight.

"We will have great fun tonight, Nandkisore!", said Buaji smiling. "It is our Aarti Bitiyaa and NK Bitwaa's Sangeet. The children will all dance away the night, I am sure!"

"At the end of the day your ability to connect with people comes down to how you make them feel"

~Benjamin J. Carey, Barefoot in November

Coco looked at the stage with disinterested eyes. Suddenly her eyes brightened. She caught sight of the hero, standing near the stage, looking at the arrangements and discussing them with some representative of the event management company.

"We are addicted to our thoughts. We cannot change anything if we cannot change our thinking"

~ Santosh Kalwar, Quote Me Everyday

"It is all the work of hamre Arnav Bitwaa!", smiled Mamiji.

"Who?", asked Pinky.

"Hamre Arnav Bitwaa! Didn't you meet him?", asked Mami astonished.

Pinky shook her head in the negative.

"How can you come to Delhi and not meet Arnav Singh Raizada?", asked Mami scandalised. "He is like the ...the..Rashtrapati Bhavan. Compulsory darshan for tourists. Delhi is nothing without hamre Arnav Bitwaa...Arnav Bitwaa, Arnav Bitwaa!", she screeched.

"Handsome is as handsome does"

~ J.R.R. Tolkien, The Fellowship of the Ring

Arnav looked around, excused himself to the man he was talking to, and walked up to the group of ladies.

"A gentleman is someone who does not what he wants to do, but what he should do."

~ Haruki Murakami, Norwegian Wood

"Chotey! This is Pinky Geelani and her daughter, Coco. They are Rani's friends.", said Nani.

Arnav smiled slightly and nodded at them.

"This is NK's brother, Arnav Singh Raizada.", Nani continued with the introductions.

"Politeness is a sign of dignity, not subservience"

~ Theodore Roosevelt

"I hope you enjoy the functions.", Arnav said mildly, his mind on the flowers that Aman was supposed to bring to the venue in a few seconds. And then he had to get NK down from his room, where he was dressing with the assistance of Anand Jiju & Akash. He smiled inwardly. How he hoped that NK was not going to wear a yellow sherwani he had been holding in his hands the last time he had seen him! NK was taking the Sunflower thing too far! Aarti would soon puke at the sight of yellow if he continued in the same vein...

"Reality is a projection of your thoughts or the things you habitually think about"

~ Stephen Richards

Pinky thanked him, while Coco drank her hero in.

The formal clothes, the air with which he wore them, his stern face, his aura of power... they all made her drool. He had a sculpted body beneath the coat, she gauged, without the need for any kind of padding... lips that begged to be kissed...

"The soul becomes dyed with the colour of its thoughts" ~ Marcus Aurelius, Meditations

"Hamre Arnav Bitwaa ijj a big bujjinejjman (businessman), very, very bijji (busy) making dealjj (deals) din and raat!", Mamiji said, proud of her nephew.

"A man's manners are a mirror in which he shows his portrait" ~ Johann Wolfgang von Goethe

Arnav excused himself, and left to oversee the final arrangements. He wanted everything to be perfect for NK & Aarti. Where was Khushi? Wasn't it time for her to come down the stairs?

"Thoughts are as simple as the process...a message from the soul; conveyed through the heart; received in the mind" ~ Jeremy Aldana

Khushi, Payal and Anjali led Aarti, dressed in a pink and red lehenga down the steps to the seats laid out at the foot of the stage.

Aarti had actually worn a blue anarkali for the function, when Rani had knocked on her door and made her a gift of this pink and red lehenga.

Rani had made Aarti open the box in her presence, with Payal, Anjali, & Khushi looking on.

"Do you like it?", she asked, her anxious eyes scanning Aarti's face.

Aarti smiled. "Yes."

Rani sighed in relief.

"You have a special way of making the world seem... a little warmer, a little brighter, and a little friendlier"

"When we went to buy the lehenga for you, I selected this and the other ladies in the party said I should go for something more elaborate. With lots of frills and bows." Rani cupped Aarti's face. "From what NK told us of you, I thought you might prefer this."

"For being different, it's easy. But to be unique, it's a complicated thing" ~ Lady Gaga

Aarti nodded, touching the beautiful lehenga with loving fingers.

"I fought with the ladies, and finally dragged your Sasurji from the office to the shop to support me." Rani said. "He never says 'no' to me.", Rani smiled.

All the girls smiled at Rani.

"Do you like it, Aarti Bitiyaa?", she asked.

"Very much.", Aarti said.

"Good manners have much to do with the emotions. To make them ring true, one must feel them, not merely exhibit them" ~ Amy Vanderbilt

Rani heaved a heartfelt sigh of relief. "Then it is all worth it."

Aarti swallowed.

"Khushiji... Maybe I can wear this lehenga for the Sangeet?", Aarti asked.

"As we express our gratitude, we must never forget that the highest appreciation is not to utter words, but to live by them"~ John F Kennedy

Rani stared at her with mouth wide open.

Khushi kissed Aarti on her cheek, and Payal & Anjali hugged her. While Rani looked on speechless, the girls helped Aarti wear the lehenga and matching jewellery. They draped the dupatta across her chest and waist to cover the scars of the surgery.

Finally, Aarti stood in front of Rani, dressed in her gift, looking like a princess. Rani could only hug and kiss her repeatedly.

"The more you love, the more love you are given to love with" ~ Lucien Price

"NK is a very lucky boy.", Rani managed to say through a choked throat. "He has chosen well. A kind heart and a beautiful face, modest and sanskari!"

Aarti shrugged in her characteristic way, and said quietly "Err...I think I am the lucky one here."

"The greatest gift you ever give is your honest self"

~ Mr. Rogers

Arnav led NK, Anand, & Akash down, his eyes searching for the lovely form of his wife.

She was standing with Di, Aarti, & Payal.

As Arnav watched, Mami, Buaji, Amma, Rani, & Nani joined them and all laughed at something Mami said.

"Laughter is wine for the soul - laughter soft, or loud and deep, tinged through with seriousness - the hilarious declaration made by man that life is worth living" ~ Sen O'Casey

He looked at the glee-filled face of his wife. How he loved to hear her laugh!

"You shine like the sun and you move like water. Your eyes are the perfect mix of gray and brown, like fog in the woods, and you smell like lilacs in the summer. I think if you laughed, it would sound like music" ~ M. Leighton, For the Love of a Vampire

Khushi looked towards the stairs, and saw Arnav, Akash Bhai, NK Bhai, & Anand Jiju walk down. They looked gorgeous, all of them.

Arnavji was still in black formals, not having the time or the inclination to change. NK Bhai was, thankfully, in a blue sherwani, not a yellow one. Akash Bhai was in pale green and Anand Jiju was in cream.

Her eyes were caught by the intent gaze of her husband who silently reminded her of his promise for that night.

"Confidence is at the root of so many attractive qualities, a sense of humor, a sense of style, a willingness to be who you are no matter what anyone else might think or say" ~ Wentworth Miller

Khushi smiled, and looked away.

The boys looked at the girls. Khushi was in a pink-red sari, Aarti in a pink-red lehenga, Anjali in a red sari with lots of silver work and beads, & Payal in a red sari with a gold border. All of them looked gorgeous, their faces bright and smiling, their jewellery accentuating their beauty, excitement lending a faint, becoming flush to their cheeks.

Anand winked at Anjali, who laughed. The men strode down the steps, eager to join their wives.

"No matter where I go

You are with me

In my heart"

Mami clutched her heart.

"Saasumaa, nazar uttaro! Lower the eye! Lower the eye! Hamre Bitwaa! They are so handsome!"

"Who is handsome, Maasi?", NK asked, smiling as he came to join them.

"HP. Hum HP ki baat karat he!", Mami teased him. "Not about you."

"Laughter is a sunbeam of the soul"

~ Thomas Mann, The Magic Mountain

"Chodo, Manorama. Don't tease him on his Sangeet!", Nani said, laughing.

NK tried to put an arm around Aarti, but Payal and Khushi blocked him, laughing. "Wait karo!, laughed Mami. "You are in the queue!"

Aarti laughed, and NK pouted.

Buaji pinched NK's chin. "You are handsome. You look like Nandkisore, NK Bitwaa!"

NK turned confused eyes on Buaji. "But I am Nandkisore, Buaji!"

Aarti bit her lip to stop herself from laughing. Akash looked heavenwards. Arnav shared a smile with Khushi.

"Laughter is more than just a pleasurable activity...When people laugh together, they tend to talk and touch more and to make eye contact more frequently" ~ Gretchen Rubin

"There are times I pity Aarti!", whispered Devil Raizada in his wife's ear, breathing in her jasmine scent.

"Sshhh!", Khushi hushed him, smiling.

The others clutched their tummies, laughing.

Anjali sighed, smiling. "NK Bhai, you are, you are Nandkisore. And this is Aartiji. And this is Khushiji. Now, why don't you sit down here? Let's start the programme!"

"At the height of laughter, the universe is flung into a kaleidoscope of new possibilities"~ Jean Huston

Rani and Payal pushed NK and Aarti into the seats reserved for them.

Mamaji & Raj Kisore joined them.

"So the bali ka bakra is all dressed and ready!", Mamaji muttered, looking at NK.

The men smiled.

"Bali ka bakra? I thought he was the murga.", whispered Raj Kisore, smirking.

"Bhai, imagine NK Bhai as a father, with lots of kids running around him...", whispered Akash in Arnav's ear.

"I won't. It will give me indigestion.", smiled Arnav as he moved closer to his wife.

"There's nothing more contagious than the laughter; it doesn't even have to matter what they're laughing about" ~ Criss Jami

When all were seated and ready to enjoy the entertainment planned and arranged for their pleasure, Rani happily and proudly introduced Payal & Khushi to her friends in a hurry as the two bahuriyaa of this house.The ladies hugged them, glad to meet the two bahus who held a place in the hearts of all the Raizadas, and who held the family together.

"Life is short, but there is always time enough for courtesy" ~ Ralph Waldo Emerson

Coco drew in a sharp breath. So her hero was married. To this... this abomination... She glared at poor Khushi who was laughing at something Mona said.

Long hair. Jasmine flowers. Rich saree. Sleeves up to her wrists... Was she a nun? Coco looked at her own short choli and low-waisted lehenga with satisfaction. It would be sooo easy to reel in Arnav Singh Raizada.

"Passion and courtesy are two polar opposite traits that serve to balance each other into a full-blooded whole"

Without socialization, passion is a crude barbarian, and without passion, the elegant and polite are dead.

Allow both passion and courtesy into your life in equal measure, and be complete"

~ Vera Nazarian, The Perpetual Calendar of Inspiration

"And this is my daughter, Coco.", said poor Pinky, introducing her to Khushi and Payal.

"Namaste!", said Khushi and Payal, looking at an 18-20 year-old girl in a very revealing lehenga, who would be pretty if she would wipe off some paint from her face, stop scowling, and wear some clothes.

As Payal turned to answer Kitty, Coco growled at Khushi. "YOU are Arnav Singh Raizada's wife?"

"Ji.", said Khushi, smiling.

"No one is more insufferable than he who lacks basic courtesy" ~ Bryant McGill

Before Coco could go on the rampage, the curtain lifted, and Payal & Khushi excused themselves to sit with their husbands.

The update, filled with the behavioral pattern of various people, begins with Coco and her roving eyes! We see her eyes seeking the pleasant visage of Arnav Singh Raizada. She who is Man Mad as her mother puts it, is irritated when unable to see him. She is irritated by her mother's questioning. She is vexed with her mother. We see Coco being rude with her mother. She is taking out her frustration of not being able to locate Arnav Singh Raizada on her mother, though reprimanded it is of no effect. It's the behavior of a spoilt child.

"Holding on to anger is like grasping a hot coal with the intent of throwing it at someone else; you are the one who gets burned" ~ Buddha

The arrival of the Ladies of the Raizada Parivaar gives her mother a break from her verbal lashings.

"What we do comes out of who we believe we are"

~ Rob Bell

The Ladies - Nani, Buaji, Aarti's Amma and Mami admire the decorations and the stage setting. They show how large hearted they are by their talk. They are waiting to see the sangeeth ceremony to being a joyous occasion as their children from Omkar will make it a memorable night! They feel that their happiness is complete only when all the people around them are happy!

"The family is the corner stone of our society. More than any other force it shapes the attitude, the hopes, the ambitions, and the values of the child" ~Lyndon Baines Johnson

When Arnav Singh Raizada comes to the stage to oversee the work in progress, he is introduced to the guests from Sydney. Though busy, he is courteous! He tells them to enjoy the function and moves away to do the next work on his list of things to do.

"Courteousness is consideration for others; politeness is the method used to deliver such consideration" ~ Bryant McGill

While Pinky thanked him for his wishes, Coco was ogling!

Aarti who had dressed in a blue Anarkali is met by her mother- in-law who gifts her with a pink- red lehanga that she had bought for Aarti against the wishes of others who had gone shopping with her.She had bought it keeping NK's description of Aarti in mind and heeding her taste. She is apprehensive whether Aarti would like her choice. When Aarti said she liked it, she was happy but still she had a niggling doubt whether it was being admired just to please her. But this doubt of Rani's got cleared when Aarti expressed her desire to wear it for the function instead of the blue Anarkali! This brought in such a glow of happiness on Rani's face that she hugged Aarti saying her son NK was extremely lucky to have found such a wonderful life-partner. But Aarti said it is she who is lucky to have NK in her life. The honest happy expression of Aarti showed her mother-in-law though she is quiet was a wonderful girl! Her conduct though simple was really regal. It endeared her not only to her mother-in-law but also Khushi, Payal and Anjali.

"Reality is a projection of your thoughts or the things you habitually think about"

~ Stephen Richards

When Arnav sees his wife decked up for the function he is happy to see her and silently passes the message through his eyes. He is happy only when she is in his vicinity! When she is in front of his eyes!

"My love as deep; the more I give to thee,

The more I have, both are infinite"

~ William Shakespeare

When Arnav, Akash and NK come down Mami is filled with happiness to see the three brothers who look like Princes. She is so happy that she doesn't want evil to set its eyes upon them. She ribs NK in jest! Most of the time Mami makes people laugh. But always her jest carries some weight in it.

Arnav and Akash though they love NK very much they are realistic. They know at times he puts his foot into his mouth. Being his brothers they are tolerant of this aspect of his as they know within him is a heart of gold!

When Khushi and Payal are introduced to the guests from Sydney as Raizada bahus', the wives of Arnav and Aakash they are given warm and hearty hugs. Their reputation as the ones' who are keeping the family close knit has preceeded them. They are liked for their conduct ad loving nature.

"For it is in giving that we receive"

~ St. Francis of Assisi

For this warmth, the exception is Coco Geelani, who taking in the traditional appearance of Khushi, tries to demean her. Before she could put her thoughts into action the function begins.

"Only when you give from the heart does it make the giving whole" ~ Stephen Richards

Thus we see the behavior of various people effecting and at times affecting their outlook.

That is why I have termed it DEMEANOUR

"Keep your thoughts positive because your thoughts become your words.

Keep your words positive because your

words become your behavior.

Keep your behavior positive because your behavior becomes your habits.

Keep your habits positive because your

habits become your values.

Keep your values positive because your

values become your destiny"

~ Mohandas Karamchand Gandhi

That's it from me. Hope you enjoy it!