Pooja from Mujhse Dosti Karoge is toxic and irritating
🏏Afghanistan tour of India 2026: Only Test on 6th June @ 9:30AM🏏
Episode dtd 5.6
Vulgarity- Bollywood vs Tollywood
From Predictions to Podium: IPL 2026 Winners, Awards & Rewards
15 Years of Nameless Pyaar - IPKKND Anniversary Celebration
Rishnak FF: Yeh Hain Jalwa
Memories, Mornings, and Mrs. Malik
Uptown Manhattan, Malik's penthouse… 1:15 AM
She'd had been staring at the pristine white ceiling above her head for the past twenty minutes…sleep had only been kind to her tired eyelids for a total of two hours and then it abandoned her completely…she remembers dozing off on the divan while contemplating the use of the bed in the room… she isn't sure what is appropriate and what isn't…Her husband hadn't return after taking that phone call…or maybe he did while she appeared to be sleeping soundlessly…she is missing her mother…
Flashback…
She is in a hospital room with the presence of her ailing mother and Yash Malik who is reviewing some paper work on the chair nearby…he had stepped in and taken authority of all the formalities…He was her late father's childhood friend and more or less a brother that he never had…She could tell they shared a deep bond just by the old pictures and tales she'd seen and heard…Yash Malik was a nice man and it didn't take him long to become the messiah that she and mother needed at the time…
"Khanak beta mujhe doctors ko yeh papers dekhanay hain aur kuch formalities hain jo…"
Yash Malik was in the middle of his explanation when the door creaked open…Armaan Malik walked in…this is was the first time she had seen him and he had seen her…their first interaction…
"Dad…"
"Armaan…good…you made it.."
"I had to…I got your call…Aunty kaisi hain abb…?" He had genuine concern in his tone as he looked over at Khank's mother who was resting in the bed.
"Doctors are trying their best…hopefully sub theek hojaaye ga…Aao tumhay main Khanak se milwao…come Son…"
Yash Malik had walked his son over to her while she remained seated on the edge of the bed, close to her mother…her hand held a gold Ganesh idol and she had been praying to it the entire time…praying with all her heart…
"Khanak…yeh Armaan hain…aur Armaan yeh Khanak hain…"
"Hi…"
"Namaste…"
"Jee...Namaste…Kaisi hoon Khanak…?"
"Theek ho…"
Yash Malik had left the room at this point…he needed to go see the doctors…There was silence that followed and she repositioned herself on the edge of the bed where her mother was resting…her prayers were whispered from her lips but Armaan Malik couldn't hear them…her voice was inaudible...well almost…
…………….
"Daddy ki Darya vitamins lay gee na…jaldi se my princess…" He has been trying to convince his daughter in to swallowing the "vitamins" for a while now…maybe the vulnerability of actual medicines being called "vitamins" wasn't going to work anymore…
"Daddy karwi hain…it's bitter…"
"I know darling but just this once…I promise I'll get you something sweet afterwards…app ki pasand vaali candy…hmm…?"
"Dari don't bother your Daddy…come on be a good girl and take the Vitamins…" Raina walks up behind them and instructs her daughter in her motherly tone...she is ready to head out to work in her sleek dress and high pumps… Shaantanu is making all sorts of pleading faces to convince his child in his own soft way…
"Daddy will you'll get me a big lollipop on our way to school…?"
"Of course darling…I promised…"
"Shaan you need to stop bargaining with our little bundle of joy here..!" Raina bends down and ruffles Darya's front bangs… she watches her ingest the colored pills one at a time and then places a soft kiss upon her cheek…Shaantanu and Raina both exchange a knowing glance.
"Maama I am a big bundle of joy!"
"Yes Baby you are…now let's do breakfast and then get ready for school…"
"App school aao gay Maama…?"
"Nahi baby…Maama has to get to work…lakin school se pick karoongi app ko…" Raina says pouring milk in to Darya's colorful assorted cereal…Shaantanu is settling Darya in his lap and like every routine morning he'll have breakfast with his darling daughter and her sweet nothings…
"I can get her…aggar tum nahi kar sakti…"
"Nahi…main pick kar loongi Dari ko…" Raina makes solid eye contact with her husband and confidently declares her intentions of picking their daughter up in the afternoon.
"Okay…You are headed out…?"
"Yeah…and is that my coffee…?"
"Hmm..." He nods his head and smiles softly in acknowledgement to his wife.
Raina walks over to the counter and picks up the tall silver portable mug in her hand…She looks at it and then over to the breakfast table where her husband and daughter are laughing at something…usually husbands and wives share a morning kiss…a peck on the cheek…a "have a great day Honey!"…but they weren't usual…nothing about them was ever just plain old usual…She smiles a satisfying smile while walking over to the breakfast table once more to say her good bye…and then she is on her way to work within the next few minutes…
…………………..
"App naashta karay gay…main kuch…"
"Oh no…I'll grab something on my way to work…don't bother yourself…"
"Nahi main…"
"I have this quick meeting with Dad's clients…I'll grab something there…Don't worry I'll be back around lunch…we'll go out…"
"Lakin…"
"Khanak its fine…really…main kah loonga…tum breakfast…naashta kar lena…"
"Jee…"
"Aur aik baat…I hope you don't mind…???"
"Nahi…kahiyay…"
"Lunch kay liye…actually…before you came Dad said to have some things arranged for you…if you don't mind you can maybe wear something from the closet next to mine…it is arranged for you…there are some western outfits…I can take you shopping and you can pick what you like as well…"
"Okay…vaisay mein khud bhi laayi thi… kuch skirts and jeans…"
"Oh..!"
"Hmm…"
"Well, meri pasand bhi dekh lena…whatever you prefer, it's up to you…" Armaan gave her his broad smile and then walks past her while cuffing his crisp navy dress shirt…the sound of the door closing shut behind him makes her realize she is all alone in the penthouse and she should ready herself to step out in to the western world according to her husband's preference….she is now Mrs. Khanak Malaik.