HUMDARD- A Journey From Chaos To Calm

Chapter 21

Saana was sitting quietly in her room, lost in thought as she reflected on the dramatic changes that had taken place in her life. The whirlwind of emotions, the warm embrace of her new family, and the love that surrounded her felt like a dream. For the first time in a long while, she felt at peace. The new chapter of her life was beginning on a positive note, and she was grateful for the love and acceptance she had received.

Her thoughts were interrupted by a soft knock on the door. She looked up as a servant entered, bowing respectfully.

"Choto Boumoni! Boumoni Aapnake Daakche,

(Choti Bhabhi! Badi Bhabhi is calling you!)" he informed her.

Saana smiled warmly, nodding in response.

"Thik aachhe, ami jachchi.

(Alright! You go! I will be there!)" She took a moment to gather herself before making her way to Jahnavi's room. Standing at the door, she knocked gently before hearing Jahnavi's voice calling her inside.

"Arrey Saana tui? Dhur pagal, knock kno korchis! Chole ashbi directly!

(Oh Saana! It's you? don't need to knock dear! come directly!)"

Jahnavi exclaimed with a playful smile, her tone filled with affection.

Saana smiled shyly as she stepped inside.

"Didi, tumi dakchile?

(Didi, Were you calling me?)"

"Haan Saana! Ashole amar sasuri Maa er kichu goyena acche! Maa amar biyer somoy amake diyechilo,

(yeah Sana! Actually I have some of our mother-in-law's jwelleries! Maa gave me at the time of my marriage)"

Jahnavi began, her voice tinged with nostalgia.

"Tokhon theke thik chilo na Sidharth biye korbe ki na! Taii r ekhon jokhon Sidharth got married, I want you to get our family heirlooms too!

(That time we weren't sure that whether Sidharth would get married or not? And now when Sidharth got married, I want to passed down some of our family heirlooms to you as well )"

Jahnavi's words carried the weight of tradition and the deep bond that had formed between them. She held Saana's hand, her touch warm and comforting, making Saana feel truly embraced by the family.

Saana's eyes welled up with emotion as she listened to Jahnavi.

"Didi, tumi je amake eii bhabe apon korecho, accept korecho! Tomar bhalobasha eitai onek! Eita tomakei maanaye didi!

(Didi, the way you have accepted me, thought me as an integral part of the family! Your love towards! These are enough for me! These Heirlooms and Jewelleries it suits you! You have the right to keep it!"

Saana said, her voice thick with gratitude and love.

Jahnavi smiled, her eyes softening as she saw the tears in Saana's eyes. She pulled Saana into a gentle hug, her embrace full of warmth and care.

"Saana, tumi amader bon, amader bou. Eikhane aapon na hole cholbe ki kore?

(Sana you are like a sister' to me! You are the younger daughter in law of our family! If I don't accept you how can it work?)"

she said softly, her words carrying the weight of genuine affection.

As they broke the hug, Jahnavi walked over to a wooden almirah and carefully took out a beautifully adorned velvet box. She brought it over to Saana, her face glowing with pride and emotion.

"Eta amar shashuri Maa er,

( This is our mother-in-law's)"

Jahnavi said as she opened the box, revealing a stunning collection of traditional Bengali jewelry. Each piece was intricate, a testament to the craftsmanship and the generations that had worn them before.