The story of two poles, who don't know each other at all. Meet because of the family but love each other on their own will. Srida Sharma and Anshuman Bansal was a two opposite pole but get attracted by each other but after soo many hard work. Soo, l...
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At Sharma family's mansion:
The male of the Sharma family was in their home office, while Advit was enjoying some family time with the ladies. He loved his Dadi, Badi Maa, and his lovely Maa, who was currently tense. The tension stemmed from the fact that her daughter wasn't answering her calls, even though she spent some time talking to Advit just to inquire about the well-being of others. Viharini felt guilty about her actions, but her concern for her family didn't allow her to tolerate her daughter's arrogant tone towards the elders. Her heart sank with the weight of guilt.
Her trance was broken by Advit, who was laying his head on Vanhi's lap.
"Maa, what will you do if dii comes here now?" A small, sad smile crept on her face.
"Usse mein jhadu se marungi, kon ghar jhod ke jata hai." She said in a sad tone with some frustration.
(I will beat her with a broom; who leaves the house like this?)
She knew she wanted her daughter back home, but when she asked her husband to call her, he gently declined, saying 'Jab papa ne mana kiya hai toh hum kuch nahi kar sakte.' She knew nobody would go against her father-in-law's will, but she wanted her daughter to scold her, to hug her, to massage her hair, and perform many more tasks that she missed doing with her daughter.
(We can't do anything when dad has forbidden it.)
When Srida went out for her office project for a week, she used to call her daughter daily to know about her well-being, but this time she couldn't face her daughter. She passed the tests of being a daughter-in-law and a wife, but she was failing as a mother to her daughter. She failed to understand her daughter when she saw wounds on her hands, even when she heard that she had bandages on both hands. That night, she cried the whole night, and her husband's consolation didn't work. She failed to understand her hurt.
"Haa, Chhoti, bahut daatenge aur marenge bhi aise kaise chhod ke akele chali gayi." Vanhi broke Viharini's chain of thoughts.
(Yes, sister, we will scold her and beat her also for leaving the house like that.)
"Nahi, mein kisi ko usse marne nahi dungi. Meri bacchi wapas aa jaye wahi thik hai, aur khabardar joo usse chua bhi toh." She said, gaining both ladies' attention with a small smile, remembering her granddaughter.
(No, I will not let anybody beat her. I only want her to come back, and I will see who tries to touch her.)
"Wahh Dadi, mujhe toh kabhi itna pyaar nahi karti aap aur Sri dii ko toh... Wah, kya partiality hai." Ishaan said, making the atmosphere lighter.
(Great grandma, you never love me like this, and for Sri dii... what partiality.)
"Khabardar joo meri poti ke bare mein kuch bola toh." She said, defending her granddaughter.
