After a tragic accident claims the lives of their parents, the Sharma siblings-Arjun, Vikram, Kabir, and their youngest sister Riya-struggle to find balance and peace. As society unfairly blames Riya for the accident, she battles guilt and panic att...
The family breakfast was in full swing, with everyone enjoying the freshly made parathas and chai. The kitchen was filled with laughter and the comforting hum of familial love.
"Arjun bhaiya, tumhe yaad hai jab humne pehli baar khud se parathe banaye the?" Kabir asked, his eyes twinkling with mischief.
Arjun chuckled, nodding. "Haan, aur tumne kitchen ko kis haal mein chhod diya tha! Aaj tak yaad hai."
Riya giggled, adding, "Aur jab maa ne dekha tha, unhone tumhe itna daanta tha!"
Everyone laughed at the memory, their hearts warmed by the shared nostalgia.
Rohan, who had been quietly enjoying his breakfast, chimed in. "Waise, Arjun, tumhe yaad hai aaj shaam ko humare meeting hai? Uske baad dinner ka kya plan hai?"
Arjun nodded, "Haan, yaad hai. Meeting ke baad kuch achcha khane chalte hain. Vikram, tumhare exams kaise chal rahe hain?"
Vikram looked thoughtful, "Theek hai, bhaiya. Bas thoda pressure hai, par handle kar lunga."
Riya, sensing the seriousness, changed the topic. "Bhaiya, mujhe aaj paint ke liye kuch naya canvas chahiye. Hum kal market jaa sakte hain?"
"Bilkul, Riya," Arjun replied, smiling. "Main tumhe le jaunga."
The morning routine continued as everyone finished their breakfast and began preparing for the day. Arjun, dressed in a crisp white shirt and black trousers, got ready for his meeting. Vikram changed into his gym clothes – a black tank top and grey shorts – ready to hit the gym after a quick study session. Kabir, still in his casual attire, planned to spend the day studying and then hanging out with friends in the evening.
Riya, in her favorite floral dress, set up her painting station by the window, the morning light providing perfect illumination for her art. She hummed softly to herself, feeling inspired and content.
As Arjun was about to leave for his meeting, he turned to Rohan. "Rohan, aaj shaam ko thoda jaldi aa jana. Mujhe tumhari help chahiye hogi."
"Sure, Arjun," Rohan replied. "Main time pe aajaunga."
With that, Arjun left, his mind already focused on the tasks ahead. The rest of the family continued with their activities, the house filled with the sounds of daily life.
Later that day, as Vikram returned from the gym, he found Riya struggling with her painting. "Kya hua, Riya? Itni pareshaan kyun lag rahi ho?"
Riya sighed, her brush hovering over the canvas. "Bhaiya, mujhe lagta hai yeh sahi nahi ban raha. Main jitna try kar rahi hoon, utna hi bigadta jaa raha hai."
Vikram sat down beside her, looking at the painting. "Riya, tumhara art hamesha beautiful hota hai. Kabhi kabhi thoda patience aur focus ki zarurat hoti hai. Tum yeh kar sakti ho."
Riya smiled, feeling reassured by Vikram's words. "Thanks, bhaiya. Tum hamesha mera confidence badhate ho."
As the day turned into evening, the family gathered again for dinner. Arjun and Rohan returned from their meeting, both looking satisfied with the day's work.
"Riya, tumhara painting kaise chal raha hai?" Arjun asked, taking a seat at the dining table.
Riya grinned, "Achcha chal raha hai, bhaiya. Vikram ne meri bahut help ki."
Arjun looked at Vikram and nodded appreciatively. "Good job, Vikram."
The dinner was filled with conversations about their day, plans for the weekend, and teasing jokes that kept everyone laughing. Despite the challenges and pressures each of them faced, the Sharma family found strength and joy in their togetherness.
As the night drew to a close, they all retired to their rooms, ready to face the next day with renewed energy and the comforting knowledge that they had each other's backs, no matter what.
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