"𝐓𝐨 𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐠𝐢𝐫𝐥𝐬 𝐰𝐡𝐨 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐡𝐨𝐩𝐞𝐥𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐜 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐬𝐜𝐚𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐟𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐢𝐧 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞"
Because this is where love fades and hate resides and intensifies, broken hearts give rise to the most devastating storie...
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When I returned from their room after giving both of them their clothes, everyone was upset. Diya Di was, and will always be, the heart of the house, but she took the light with her.
She is now a wife and daughter-in-law in that home.
I recently learned that Shiv Chachu relocated to London years ago to expand the company, which had only gone bankrupt because of my father. I feel horrible about it, but I know there is nothing I can do about it. They were unable to attend the wedding due to a passport issue.
Shivangi and I have been here for so many days, and we are feeling so horrible; imagine how Samaira, Bade Papa, and Badi Maa must be feeling. They had lived with her for the past 26 years.
Her entire existence was packed onto a little cart.
I should check on them; Shivangi is with Samaira, but I can't leave them alone for too long because I'm not sure when they'll start fighting.
These two are truly 'the same font but distinct persons'
I peeked into their room and saw Badi Maa staring at her and Diya Di's photo frame. My heart was aching to see her. She was my mother before she became my mother.
'Badi maa' implies larger than mother.
I walked there softly and sat next to her; she didn't even look at me, but I knew she felt my presence, as she always does. I'm not sure how she detected my presence even while she wasn't looking at me.
Mother may be like this!
"My Diya will be happy in her new house right?" She asked me as she looked at the photo frame. A tear fell on the frame, but she wiped it away.
"Badi Maa she will undoubtedly be the happiest. "She is a queen, and she will be treated as such," I replied, hugging her on the side. Her face lit up with a smile as she gazed at me.
"Now tell me about yourself." I didn't even have time to converse with you." She approached me and took my hands in hers. She was upset, but she wanted to know more about me.
