Yeh Rishta Kya Kehlata Hai - 28 July 2025 EDT
CID Episode 64 - 27th July
WELCOME 🏠 MAIRA27.7
MAIRA IS SAD 😞28.7
YRKKH to take a generation leap!!!
BALH Naya Season EDT Week #7: July 28-Aug 1
Geetanjali vs Abhinav
Maa esi nahi hoti…
Mohabbatein: one of the best scenes
Has Kajol forgotten how to act?
Anupamaa 27 - 28 July 2025 Written Update & Daily Discussions Thread
Gen 5 Storyline
Who is Best for gen 5
Did she really say that?
Anyone else born in the 80's?
Aneet Padda Next Movie With Fatima Sana Shaikh
In the ruins....I found you ❤️-A Prashiv ss
If you had the power of vanishing one nepo kid?
Half Girlfriend: anyone watched it?
Mannat Har Khushi Paane Ki: Episode Discussion Thread - 23
Originally posted by: ananya3129
Maine nahi dekha
Himmat nahi ho rahi yeh dab jhelne ke liye
If eyecandy wakes up then maybe dekh lu
Aur tea nahi pi toh typos kar diya
Hubby still asleep not awake 🤦
Ya eyecandy will wake up soon
Abhi kaha na fantasy show chal raha hai
Ab pata chala anaconda kaun tha
Originally posted by: chatterbox
Oh yeh fast khatam kar diya
And ramayan se nikal ke saanp ko wkd mein bhej Diya kya
Quite possible
Post is less than 5 words
Originally posted by: chatterbox
Good morning jai shri ram
Hello kaise ho sab
Abhi i woke up
Tea mujhe banani padhi
Hubby still awake
Oh well
Kal ka episode kisne dekha
Isme comedy hai , action hai, emotion hai, tragedy hai , excitement hai
Bas ramayan nahi 😂😂
Good Morning Chatterbox
I Saw Today's Episode
Your Right Episode Had Everything Except Ramayan
A Royal Evening of Celebration
Title: A Warm Conversation in the Palace
The majestic palace of Ayodhya stood bathed in the soft glow of twilight, a beacon of grandeur and elegance. It was an architectural marvel, a perfect blend of intricate design and royal splendor. As the soft evening breeze fluttered the curtains, the entire structure seemed alive with the energy of an imminent celebration. The carvings on the palace walls told tales of ancient heroes and divine beings—graceful peacocks with outstretched feathers, blooming lotuses, and mighty elephants adorned the surfaces, each detail telling a story of its own. These timeless artworks shone with the faintest trace of gold leaf, adding to the royal atmosphere.
Inside the palace, the atmosphere was vibrant yet serene. The floors, polished with the finest marble, reflected the warm light of the diyas that were carefully placed in ornate stands in every corner. Their flickering flames cast soft, dancing shadows on the walls, creating an enchanting aura in every room. The grandeur of the palace was evident in the intricate designs of the furniture. The plush sofas and couches, upholstered in rich velvet, were arranged meticulously to create an atmosphere of both comfort and luxury. The soft golden hues of the cushions added to the warmth of the room, inviting guests to sit and bask in the joyous occasion.
In one of the chambers, a large silk bedsheet, the color of deep crimson, covered a four-poster bed. The bed was a masterpiece, its wooden frame carved with delicate patterns of vines and flowers, each petal seeming to come alive in the soft glow of the lamps. The pillows were plush and soft, some embroidered with golden thread, offering a sense of comfort and royalty. The room itself was a symphony of rich colors and textures—the dark wood of the furniture, the gleaming marble floors, and the softness of the silk that adorned the space. The curtains, made of fine, sheer fabric, billowed gently in the breeze from the open windows, offering a glimpse of the grand balcony outside.
The balcony overlooked the palace gardens, where the sound of distant laughter and music could be heard as preparations for the coronation began. The marble steps leading to the balcony were smooth and cool underfoot, their edges carved with symbols of peace and prosperity. As the palace buzzed with the excitement of the coming celebrations, the balcony stood as a peaceful retreat, offering a perfect view of the grandeur unfolding below. The view from there was breathtaking—A soft, golden hue spread across the sky, blending seamlessly with the sparkling diyas that lined the paths below.
In one of the chambers, where Lakshman and Urmila, along with Bharat, Shatrughn, Mandavi, and Shrutakirti, gathered to discuss the festivities, the decor was equally magnificent. The chamber was lavishly furnished with plush sofas and large, ornate cushions strewn about, inviting everyone to relax and engage in conversation. The windows were framed with thick, embroidered curtains, offering a glimpse of the grand courtyard outside, where festivities were in full swing. The air smelled faintly of jasmine, as fragrant garlands of flowers were draped across the walls and doorways.
The soft light from the diyas cast a gentle glow over the faces of the gathered family members, their excitement palpable as they spoke of the upcoming coronation. The room felt warm with love and anticipation as they discussed their roles in the ceremony. The decorations, the soft rustling of silk, and the quiet sounds of the palace in preparation for the grand event all seemed to come together in perfect harmony, setting the stage for a night of unparalleled joy.
The sun had begun to dip beneath the horizon, casting a soft golden glow over the royal chambers.
Inside the chamber, Urmila carefully adjusted the flame of the lamp in front of her, making sure its light filled the room with warmth. Meanwhile, Lakshman was arranging the bedsheet and pillow covers in an etiquette manner.
The sounds of preparations for the grand coronation of Ram and Sita echoed from outside. Everywhere in Ayodhya, the air was thick with excitement, as the entire city seemed to come alive in anticipation of the event.
Just then, the door opened, and in walked in Bharat, Shatrughn, Mandavi, and Shrutakirti. Their faces were full of joy and enthusiasm, each one eager to be a part of the historic moment that was about to unfold.
Lakshman couldn’t help but smile as he looked around at his family. “Lady, look who’s here! It seems the coronation fever has brought everyone to your chamber,” he said, teasing his wife.
Urmila smiled warmly and nodded. “Well, if that’s the case, then this chamber has truly become the heart of the celebrations. Come, sit. Let’s make this moment special,” she replied, gesturing for everyone to take a seat.
Mandavi, with a playful glint in her eyes, looked at Lakshman and teased, “I think Majhale Jija should hear his own praises including talks about Bade Jija’s coronation.”
Shatrughn, always one for lighthearted humor, added, “And why not? After all, no duty of Ram Bhaiya ever feels complete without Lakshman Bhaiya’s contributions.”
Lakshman, feeling a bit embarrassed, chuckled and shook his head. “You all seem to have made it your mission to tease me today,” he said with a slight blush.
Shrutakirti, ever the gentle one, smiled and said, “We’re not teasing, Chhote Jija. The truth is, the bond you brothers share is what strengthens Bade Jija. He couldn’t have done this alone.”
Bharat, who had been quietly listening, added with a serious tone, “That unity, that love between us, is what keeps our family together. Tomorrow, when Ram Bhaiya and Sita Bhabhi ascend the throne, it will fill the hearts of every person in Ayodhya with pride.”
Urmila’s voice was soft but filled with deep affection as she responded, “That pride doesn’t just belong to one. It belongs to this entire family, to all of us. The love and support we share is what makes this day so special.”
Mandavi nodded, her eyes shining with emotion. “You are right. This journey has been ours as a family, and today, we share in this triumph together.”
Shrutakirti added, “And under Bade Jija and Sita Jiji’s leadership, Ayodhya will shine as an example of justice, love, and compassion.”
Lakshman’s eyes sparkled with excitement. “The people of Ayodhya are already celebrating! Look outside—every street is glowing with lamps, each one representing the hopes of our people!”
Bharat, his heart swelling with emotion, replied, “Those aren’t just lamps. They are symbols of the faith that the people have in Ram Bhaiya. His coronation is the beginning of a new era of righteousness, one that will guide us all.”
Shatrughn, with a teasing smile, said, “But before we get lost in our emotions, there’s still some work left to do. Bharat Bhaiya, where’s the garland you prepared for Ram Bhaiya?”
Bharat laughed and replied, “It’s in the main hall.
Jiji, have you finished making the garlands for everyone?” Shrutakirti turned to her sister.
Mandavi smiled proudly. “Of course! Shrutakirti and I made a special garland also for Sita Jiji.”
Urmila, with a loving smile, added, “I also prepared something special for Sita Jiji—her favorite flowers, woven together into a beautiful garland.”
Shrutakirti, laughing softly, said, “It seems like Sita Jiji will be adorned in flowers from head to toe today!”
The group burst into laughter, the room filled with a sense of warmth and joy.
Lakshman, his tone becoming more sincere, spoke from the heart. “But truly, Sita Bhabhi is the true jewel of this coronation. Her grace, her kindness, and her unwavering strength will leave a lasting mark on Ayodhya. She is the embodiment of everything we hold dear.”
Bharat, his eyes reflecting his deep respect for his brother and bhabhi, nodded in agreement. “Absolutely. And none of this would be possible without Ram Bhaiya. His humility, his leadership, and his wisdom have brought us to this moment.”
Mandavi, her voice full of admiration, said, “They are both an inspiration to all of us. We are blessed to have them as our guides.”
Shatrughn, ever the practical one, added with a smile, “And it’s up to us to ensure that this new era, this bright future, continues to shine under their guidance.”
For a brief moment, the group grew silent, each lost in their own thoughts, reflecting on the significance of the day to come. Outside, the festive sounds of chants and preparations filled the air, reminding them of the importance of this moment.
Urmila, breaking the silence with her usual enthusiasm, said, “Come on now, let’s not waste any more time. We’ve all got a part to play in these celebrations. This isn’t just a day to witness—it’s a day to live fully.”
Lakshman, his face breaking into a smile, replied, “You’re right, Lady. This is not just Ayodhya’s celebration—it’s the most important day of our lives.”
With renewed excitement, they all stood up and made their way toward the door, ready to join in the festivities, their hearts filled with pride and love for their family, their kingdom, and the bright future that awaited them.
As the brothers and the sisters stood together, their eyes glimmering with pride and excitement, the palace seemed to resonate with their happiness. The diyas flickered brighter as the night deepened, casting an ethereal glow over the palace, and the coronation of Ram and Sita was about to begin—an event that would mark a new chapter in the legacy of Ayodhya, a chapter of love, justice, and righteousness. The royal palace, with its marbled floors, carved walls, golden accents, and silk draperies, would forever remember this moment of unity and joy.
credit to chat gpt as it helped in framing beautiful sentences
Is Sony tv uploading the daily songs somewhere? If yes, When and where?
Continue your discussions over here
Just For The Memories I Will Continue Staying Here Until This Forum Gets Locked Not Going To That VH Forum Its Not Worth It Jai Shree Ram 🙏😍
Hello everyone! Please use this thread to post all this show's TRP-related updates and have discussions om the same!
Friends Tell Me Why Shrimad Ramayan Worked Even The Forum Was Full And Active And The Newly Launched VH Series Fails To Impress??
64