Khushi's Web

Epilogue

It was the naming ceremony of Arshi's little girl. Two weeks ago, Khushi had delivered a healthy baby girl to the delight of father and son who had been hundred percent sure it would be a girl. Throughout the months, Arhan had gelled well in his family together with his extended family. He had been so happy, coming from a family of two as he used to call it to having big brothers and sisters and the small sister on the way. Khushi remained her Beautiful and mom when he was sick or in trouble especially with his dad. Arnav was the disciplinary one and the softy was Khushi, but he loved them both, maybe a little more on Khushi.

With the love he got from everyone, he soon forgot about Sheetal and NK. Gradually he had gotten to know the dynamics of the Raizada family and why they hated his mom, so he too forgot about the Delhi family too. NK, Sheetal and Vikram Singh, Lavanya and Sheetal's lawyer and partner in crime were sentenced for their crimes.

It came as a shock to the Delhi Raizada's as they heard of the atrocities committed by the people they loved so much and the death of Lavanya in the hands of NK sent Manorama to hospital. How could her sweet son commit such a crime, murder? The nail to the coffin was Arhan being Khushi's son. The scales on their eyes finally fell off. How could they all have been so blinded, so stupid? Itwas like they had a knack for inviting trouble and scorn the keepers. First it was Shyam, then Lavanya and now Sheetal. They played right into their hands every time, shunning their sons. The most repentant one was Devyani and Manohar Raizada, but it was too late for they'd failed to raise their family and well for those who chose hatred, who cared, life goes on and the little Raizada family of Mumbai continued to grow and wax in love facing each day with its new thrills and challenges.

Khushi came to Arhan's bedroom where Arnav was getting his son ready. 'Are you guys ready, do you need help?'

'Khushi/mom we've got this.'

Khushi smiled, amazed at their never-ending ways of speaking the same thing at the same time, especially where she was concerned.

'Ok my loves. Aru, Maasi is calling you. The gang has arrived.'

'Champ, you go and enjoy we will be down shortly. Be careful ok.'

'Yes dad.'

Arshi watched as their son rushed to his Payal Maasi first. They had a secret of their own to talk about before he joined his cousins.

'I wonder what name he kept for my angel. It better be a good one or I will forget you gave him the responsibility to name his sister.'

'Do you think I'm not worried? I pray its nothing like Lily, Rebecca, Grace, Michelle, Emily, Charlotte, Alice Melinda...'

Arnav laughed. 'Just say you don't want an English name Khushi.'

'What can I say, I have two Laad governors already, you can't be three.'

'You know what, let's not worry besides, I think Aru, knows our hearts better. Let's trust him ok.'

'Uhm.'

'Good, let's go down, its time our princess must be called by her official name.'

Khushi, Arnav, and the family awaited holding their breaths for the priest to announce the name of the child as whispered by Arhan to him.

'The child shall be known as Ahana Khushi Singh Raizada.'

Khushi and Arnav looked at each other with a content smile and then at a smiling Arhan. Their son was the best.

'Do you like the name mom, dad?'

'Very much, it's so beautiful.' 

The ceremony continued with people blessing the new baby Ahana Khushi Singh Raizada.

Neil on the other hand, picked Arhan up in his arms and asked, 'So, Ahana Khushi hm?'

'Yes maama. I'm Arhan Arnav Singh Raizada so It's only fair I name my sister with mommy's name right.'

'True, champ, you made your parents so happy today.'

'And you?'

'And me too.'

The end....