Amidst the vibrant New Year's celebration, the crowd erupted in collective joy. "Happy New Year!" echoed through the air, setting the festive tone. In the midst of the revelry, she nestled her head on his shoulder, his hands securely around her waist.
"Happy New Year, Dr. Kunal Roy Chand," she whispered, a rosy blush painting her cheeks. Their eyes locked, illuminated by the dazzling display of fireworks, mirroring the hues of the night sky.
Returning her smile, Kunal replied, "Happy New Year to you too, Dr. Swarishka Kunal Roy Chand," sealing the moment with a tender kiss on her forehead. The warmth of their connection lingered in the air, amidst the crackling sounds of fireworks.
Reflecting on the passage of time, Kunal remarked, "It feels like yesterday when we got married." Swara, with a playful nudge, teased, "Kunal, our kids have reached the age of marriage...stop being hopeless now."
Just then, a familiar voice interrupted their exchange. "Kunal ji, Swara ji?" The couple turned around to find Damini and Vaibhav, peers in both age and friendship. "Happy New Year!" Swara and Kunal greeted them warmly, exchanging hugs with the couple.
Kunal whispers "Exactly Swara, Our kids have reached the age of marriage...its time you accept that their priorities will change...so don't be disheartened that those three didn't wish you new year first this time."
As Swara felt a wave of disappointment wash over her, a sudden voice broke through the haze of her thoughts. "Would you like to dance with me, beautiful?" The words hung in the air, capturing Swara's attention.
She looked up to find a young man extending his hand towards her, his eyes sparkling with warmth and familiarity.
A flicker of happiness lit up Swara's eyes as she chuckled, accepting the outstretched hand. The young man pulled her gracefully to the dance floor, their movements synchronized with the rhythm of the music.
Swara found herself captivated by the strength and maturity emanating from the young man beside her.
As they swayed to the beats, Swara couldn't help but stare into his eyes with pride. "Happy new year, Swara Maa!" he exclaimed. Swara's smile widened, and tears welled up in her eyes.
"Happy new year, Aaru!" she replied, her voice filled with emotion. The young man, Aarav, held her gaze with unwavering sincerity.
"Even if the world turns upside down, I'll never forget to wish you, Maa," Aarav declared, his words resonating with a deep sense of commitment. Swara felt a surge of love and pride for her grown-up son, who had transformed into a fine young man.
In that moment, Aarav, tall and confident, seemed to embody the essence of both Swara and Kunal. Muscles peeked out from his suit, a testament to the discipline he invested in his boxing practice. The innocence of his face had given way to the maturity that now defined him, and a striking resemblance to Kunal's younger self was unmistakable.
Swara couldn't contain her emotions. "My handsome baby boy!" she exclaimed, planting a tender kiss on his forehead.
"Dadda? Mumma loves Aaru Bhaiya more, isn't it?" Vini, the younger of the two, shrugged her shoulders, her tone carrying a hint of playful teasing.
Kunal stood with his two daughters, Avni and Vanshi, each unique in their own way. Avni, lean and thin, stood by his right side, while Vanshi, using crutches but carrying the same spirited look as her sister, took her place on his left.
"She definitely loves you the least, that's for sure," Vanshi chimed in, mocking her twin with a mischievous smile.
"Enough Girls!" Kunal spoke in a protective tone,
