Sanjana is a young and innocent 18 year old girl with a kind heart and a gift for art, singing, and dancing. She lives in a humble hut with her frail grandfather, who depends on her for survival. Her only dream is to escape the poverty of her villa...
Sanju's journey into the world of computers and digital art was full of challenges and self-discovery. Each day at the training institute brought a new obstacle, from learning how to use a computer to understanding the English used in the software and lessons. Her struggle was not just about gaining new skills; it was about adapting to a world very different from her village life. She often felt out of place among her classmates, who spoke English easily and handled computers without any trouble. Sanju's shaky, broken English made her feel self-conscious, and the initial days were filled with feelings of inadequacy and frustration. Despite this, she didn't give up. Each day, she learned more, adapted, and grew, driven by her love for art and the support from her mentors and Vijay. One quiet evening, as she and her tatha sat on the small veranda of their temporary home at the orphanage, Ashok Rao looked at Sanju with a mix of affection and concern. "Sanju, you've grown into such a wonderful young woman, and I couldn't be prouder. But I can't help worrying about your future, especially with my surgery coming up. I think it's time for us to seriously consider your marriage."
Sanju, lost in her thoughts about her computer training, looked up, startled. "Marriage, tatha? Why now? I've never really thought about it." Ashok Rao took a deep breath, choosing his words carefully. "I know you haven't, magu (child). But life is unpredictable, and I want to see you settled and happy. Marriage would give you a partner, a companion... someone to share your life with." Sanju fidgeted with the hem of her half saree, her mind racing with uncertainty. "But tatha, what if I don't find someone who understands me? My world is so different from everyone else's... I'm still learning and trying to fit into this new city life." She glanced at him, her eyes filled with worry. "And what if I fail to be the kind of wife they expect? I don't even know how to be a wife." "Sanju," Ashok Rao interjected gently, "trust me. We will find someone who appreciates you for who you are, someone who values your kindness, your talent, and your heart." Sanju's mind wandered. She thought about what she would want in a life partner – someone kind and empathetic, who would respect her and her passion for art, music and dance, someone who would also be open to taking her grandfather in with her as she did not want her tatha to live alone after she got married. She envisioned a companion who would stand by her, sharing her dreams and aspirations, just as her grandfather had. Her internal debate continued, the pros and cons, the fears and hopes all swirling in her mind. Finally, her thoughts settled on the support and love her grandfather had always provided her. He had been her rock, her guiding light, and he had never asked for anything in return.
"Tatha, you've always been there for me, guiding me, supporting me." Sanju's voice trailed off, her eyes brimming with emotion. Ashok Rao reached out, taking her hands in his. "Sanju, all I've ever wanted is your happiness. I believe marriage can bring you that happiness, a new journey, a new beginning." Sanju looked into her grandfather's hopeful eyes and felt a wave of affection and trust. He had always made the right choices for her. "Okay, tatha," she finally said, her voice soft but resolute. "I trust you. If you think it's time for me to get married, then... then I'm ready." As the night approached them, Sanju felt a sense of peace. She had made her decision, not out of obligation, but out of trust and love for the man who had been her everything. With this new resolve, she was ready to step into a future that her grandfather envisioned for her, a future filled with the promise of companionship and shared dreams. The next morning, Ashok Rao and Sanju walked to the park. There was a new purpose in Ashok Rao's steps, a decision made that needed to be shared. They found Narasimha in his usual spot, enjoying the morning serenity. "Narasimha ji," Ashok Rao began with a hint of excitement, "Sanju has agreed to consider marriage. We're ready to start looking for a suitable match for her." Narasimha's face lit up with a smile, reflecting his happiness at the news. Turning to Sanju, he said, "That's wonderful, Sanju. Tell me, what are you looking for in a life partner?" Sanju, a little shy but sincere, replied, "Someone kind and understanding, who respects me and my passion for art, music and dance. And it's important for me that my tatha stays with us. He's all the family I have."
Narasimha nodded, his admiration for Sanju deepening. "You're very considerate, Sanju. There's a potential match I have in mind, but I must mention, he is quite older. Does that matter to you?" Sanju took a moment to reflect before responding. "My experience with the world is limited, and I haven't had many examples of marital relationships around me. So, if tatha believes he's a suitable match, then I'm not concerned about the age gap. I trust tatha's judgment completely." Seeing the trust and respect Sanju had for her grandfather, Narasimha felt a surge of confidence that this was the right direction. "Well, Sanju, I will discuss this with your tatha first. If he agrees, we can proceed further." As they left the park, a sense of hopeful anticipation surrounded them. Sanju's unwavering trust in her grandfather's wisdom gave Ashok Rao a sense of solace, knowing she was receptive to the idea of marriage. Narasimha, meanwhile, felt a sense of purpose, as he initiated the process that could unite two families. Now, the substantial challenge lay ahead: convincing Bhargav to embrace this proposed union.
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