"On Satakshi's first day as a bahu, Meenu guided her into the kitchen for her 'Pehli Rasoi.' Satakshi was tasked with preparing something sweet for the family and decided to make kheer. While she carefully stirred the pot, the warm, rich aroma filled the house. Meenu busied herself setting the dining table when Darsh, drawn by the enticing smell, wandered toward the kitchen."
Darsh, curious and playful: Waah, Maa, yeh khushboo kiski hai? Kya ban raha hai aaj?
"As he stepped into the kitchen, his eyes fell on Satakshi at the stove, her face focused on her task."
Meenu, briskly, without sparing him a glance: Satakshi, ise btade ki aaj kheer bni h. Aur tune bnai h.
"With that, Meenu walked past Darsh, purposefully ignoring him. Satakshi turned off the stove and carefully carried the kheer to the dining table, where the family had already gathered—Rajiv, Abhinav, and Misti were all waiting eagerly."
Abhinav, sniffing the air, excited: Kya badhiya khushboo hai! Kya bna hai aaj?
Meenu, smiling with pride: aaj teri bhabi ne kheer bnai h.
Rajiv, enthusiastically: laaie bhyi meenu ji, ftaft parosiye. Agr khusbu itni acchi h, toh khaane m kitni acchi hogi!
"Satakshi, feeling a mix of shyness and nervousness, placed the kheer on the table and spoke softly."
Satakshi: Vo... bas khushboo se lag raha hoga... taste mein kuch zyada expect mat karna, please.
"Rajiv chuckled warmly at her modesty."
Rajiv, reassuringly: are beta, tumhare hath se toh hume paani bhi meetha lgega. Bacchi ho tum hmari. Aur aaj tumne jo kheer bnai h, esi dusri khi nhi milegi kbhi.
"Satakshi smiled in embarrassment as everyone settled around the table. Carefully, she began serving the kheer, feeling nervous yet hopeful. All eyes turned to Darsh, urging him to take the first bite. As Darsh took a spoonful, the room went silent, waiting for his reaction. His expression was unreadable, and he didn't say a word. Slowly, everyone else followed suit, tasting the kheer themselves."
Meenu, with delight: waah, satakshi! Tu mujhe recipe btaegi abhi bd m. bhot hi bdia bni h.
Rajiv, beaming: maine bola tha na, isse acchi kheer kbhi khi nhi milegi.
Misti: hn satakshi, sch m bhot tasty bnai h tumne kheer.
Abhinav, teasing: wow bhabi, aajse roj naashte m kheer bnegi, bas mere lie.
"Everyone then looked toward Darsh, waiting for him to comment. But Darsh remained silent, quietly finishing his bowl. His silence didn't go unnoticed, but it was his actions that spoke volumes. While others stopped after one or two servings, Darsh went on to finish four bowls. Once breakfast was over, he quietly excused himself and went to his room. As the family lingered at the table, Rajiv leaned toward Meenu with a smirk."
Rajiv: kya baat, aapke laadle ne tareef nhi kri akshu ki, Aur aapne aaj daata nhi use?
Meenu, smiling knowingly: hn usne tareef nhi kri, lkin or time jo aadhi katori kheer bhi mushkil se khaata h, aaj usne 4 katori khadi. Hr baat bolkr nhi jatai jati, kbhi kbhi bina bole bhi sb kuch smjh aa jata h.
"Hearing Meenu's words, Satakshi felt an unexpected warmth in her heart, a strange happiness spreading through her. Misti, however, couldn't mask her envy, her gaze lingering on Darsh's empty bowls with a mix of frustration and jealousy."
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unexpected love
Romance"life is unexpected no one knows who you'll meet at what point of your life and what place they'll hold in your life" just like these two people who are about to get tied by unexpected fate
