Presenting you the story of three Oberoi brothers and three Singhania sisters who are inexplicably intertwined. Despite their distinct personalities and apparent incompatibilities, destiny has a plan that binds them together in ways they could never...
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"What the hell! Kya ho raha hai yaar? Ek kaam bhi dhang se nahi hota tum logon se," Drishti snapped, frustration evident in her voice. Dilisha, noticing her sister's distress, approached her with a calming smile.
"Cool down, Di. It's your birthday. Let's get ready and forget about all this," Dilisha urged, trying to lift her sister's spirits. Drishti sighed but eventually nodded in agreement.
They made their way to their room, and as soon as they entered, Drishti collapsed onto the bed, her thoughts weighing heavily on her. "Kya lagta hai, Dilisha? Will she come today? It's been 12 years... we haven't seen her face in all these years."
Dilisha sat beside her, and the two sisters embraced, their hearts heavy with longing. "We miss you, Di... please come back," they whispered together, their voices filled with hope and sadness.
As time passed, the guests began arriving for the party, and the atmosphere filled with laughter and joy—everyone enjoying the celebration except for Ranvijay Singhania. His face was marked with concern and restlessness.
"Ji, suniye," Neetu Singhania called out softly, sensing her husband's turmoil. "It's been so many years since we last saw her."
Ranvijay's expression hardened as he responded, "Aap bas chup rahiye, Neetu ji. Aapki Maharani kitni ziddi hai, yeh toh aapko pata hai. Dekh lena, kuch nahi hoga usse." With a strange expression, he walked away, leaving Neetu standing there, her worry deepening.
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DRISHTI OUTFIT(BIRTHDAY GIRL)
As Drishti entered the hall, all eyes turned toward her. She was stunning in a white cream-colored dress, exuding a blend of class, elegance, and effortless beauty. Compliments flowed as everyone wished her a happy birthday.
"Di, aaj toh cha gaye," Dilisha whispered, her eyes shining with admiration.
The sisters made their way to their parents, and their mother, Neetu, couldn't help but beam with pride. "Nazar na lage, thu thu thu," she murmured, playfully warding off any evil eyes.Ranvijay, their father, smiled warmly at Drishti and asked, "Do you want your gift, beta?""Yup!" Drishti replied eagerly.
