I told you. You should listen to me nayoo. Bhabhi likes blue.
No
Why would I listen to you.
Bhabhi likes red so red decoration is itVeer insisted on a blue and silver color theme for Taniya's birthday decoration, convinced that it was her favorite.
But Naira, equally adamant, argued that Taniya always preferred red-a color she frequently wore.
As the night unfolded, Veer and Naira busied themselves with decorating the room, while Kavya suddenly in her baker avatar, whipped up a cake for the birthday girl.
Meanwhile, Dadi and Dadu and Aditya's father werediscussing gifts and contemplating hosting a party.
They also saw it as an opportunity to introduce Taniya as Aditya's wife to their esteemed business associates.
Speaking of Aditya, he was diligently scouring the office for the perfect gift. After much contemplation, he settled on something that met his exacting standards.
Unbeknownst to everyone, Taniya slumbered peacefully in her room.
She stirred at 11 a.m. after a tiresome night shift for two consequent days, wandered through the house, and joined the family for lunch. Later, she retreated to the balcony, engrossed in her book, until sleep claimed her.
Aditya returned from work, scanning the room for his wife. His search led him to the balcony, where he found Taniya.
The chilly winds prompted him to drape his coat over her. Gently shaking her awake, he said, "Sleep inside. It's cold out here."
Taniya, still half-asleep, protested, "No, it's okay. I'm not sleepy."
Aditya chuckled, recognizing her fatigue. "I know you're tired. Sleep inside. I'll wake you up for dinner."
But Taniya, now fully committed to her slumber, replied, "No, I don't want dinner. I am sleeping." She cocooned herself in the blanket-his coat, leaving Aditya amused by her sudden change of heart.
Aditya couldn't help but chuckle at the sudden transformation-from denying sleepiness to now skipping dinner to sleep.
They both retreated to the room and Taniya laid on the bed while Aditya freshened up and left to have dinner, leaving Taniya to her dreams.
Veer and Naira were adamant about making Taniya's birthday memorable. The cake was ready and they were done with the decorations too.
Aditya climbed the stairs, his footsteps quiet. He entered their room, the soft glow of the bedside lamp casted shadows on the walls.
His gaze fell upon Taniya, wrapped in blanket. In his gentlest tone, he whispered, "Have dinner. You must be hungry."
Taniya stirred, her eyes fluttering open. "No... I don't-" Her words dissolved into a sleepy murmur as she turned away.
Aditya smiled, amused by her stubbornness. He changed into more comfortable attire and settled on the couch, waiting.
The clock ticked toward midnight.
Aditya's phone buzzed and it was a text from Veer. He picked up the blanket from the couch, padding silently to the door.
The room filled with their presence, each family member tiptoeing in. Naira held the cake, and at the stroke of twelve, Veer and Naira erupted:
"Happy Birthday, Bhabhi!"
Taniya jolted awake, her heart racing. "Bhabhi, we're very sorry if we scared you," Naira stammered, her excitement palpable.

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THE IMPERFECT PERFECTIONS
RomanceTitle: The Imperfect Perfection In the heart of Mumbai, where the past and present exist side by side, two lives take an unexpected turn. Aditya is a man of logic. A businessman who built his success with discipline and ambition. His life is neatly...