•Second Part of the RDF(Romantic Domestic Fiction)Trilogy
This is the sequel to The Sehgal Sisters. So in order to understand the story, you have to read the first part as the story continues from there and the characters will be repeated here too...
Two decades have passed and the Shangri-La Mansion stood strong and beautiful. Things were different now, before it was just a mansion, now it was a "home." The home was filled with laughter and peace, and the old Shangri-La had been replaced with the new one with love.
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"Roy, I don't want to hear anything. I want to brag this deal anyhow. Get me the information right now,"a baritone voice echoed around the corridors of the Shangri-La. The mansion had been extended a bit too as the family had grown up and due to maintenance matters.
People walked behind him making notes of the things he was telling them regarding an upcoming project. And it was very obvious for them to do so as he was the oldest heir of the family and their current boss.
Agastya was a Mumma's boy and being the most responsible one, everyone relied upon him the most, of course with Satvik being the next. All the siblings loved each other a lot and could do anything for one another even though they fought or quarrelled over something at times. However, Agastya wasn't defied by any of them ever as he was the oldest and they loved him and respected him a lot.
He directed the people regarding the changes in a presentation and then took a turn and walked further until he saw Shrutika and asked the men to go away before he walked towards her.
Workers roamed around the poolside area as a pool party was being organised by Poorvi Dhanrajgir, the pampered daughter of the family. Poorvi was Preetika's daughter no doubt, but except the looks, nothing else matched between them. Instead, Poorvi was more like Hardik in nature and characteristics.
Shrutika stood at the balcony and stared at the poolside. She had an aarti's thaali in her hand as she had done the sandhyaarti a while ago as per the traditions of the Dhanrajgirs. In the twenty five long years of being a Dhanrajgir and the wife of Shreyas, she has done every duty perfectly. Life had been unfair to her and her sisters at times but they have overcome everything with ease.
The children have made their lives more hectic as well as beautiful. Each of them were of different ages and each had their own characteristics and preferences, which made them altogether more interesting and funfilled.
Shrutika sighed and murmured,"phirse Preet aur Poorvi ke bich ladai hogi yeh party lekar. Pichle haftey hi party throw ki thi abb dobara. Preet toh ghar laut tey hi bolegi party nahi hogi. Pehele hi mana kar dungi usey. Bacchi hain! Ghar par hi toh karti hain party."
"Badi Mom!"Agastya's voice startled her and she turned back with a smile and asked,"phirse airpods laga ke ghum raha hain? Chaltey phirte meeting, Agastya!"
"Come on Mom, I love working, you know that right?"he said while shrugging his shoulder lightly and went to take the aarti when she hit him on his hand lightly and ran her hand over the oil lamp and touched his head saying,"aur tarakki karo, aur successful bano aur acchi si ladki..."
