SO..... the story is about Aryan Khan- A Bollywood prince
he's studying directing and wants to be like his dad.... but what happens when he meets a girl whom he knows from childhood and starts to develop feelings for her....will she accept his feel...
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That evening, as the sun began to set over Mannat, Gauri and Pooja sat together on the terrace, their conversation light but filled with deeper thoughts. Gauri, her heart brimming with joy, finally broached the topic she had been thinking about all day.
"Pooja, I was thinking," Gauri began, her tone thoughtful but hopeful, "why don't you and Nishu stay with us for a few more days? Now that Aryan's back, and with everything settling down... I think it would be nice for Nandini and Aryan to spend time together."
Pooja raised an eyebrow, smiling slightly at her friend's intent. She knew where this was going. "You want to play matchmaker now, don't you?"
Gauri laughed softly. "Well, I won't lie—I'd love to see them happy together. But it's not just that. They've been through so much lately, and I think a little time together, without all the stress, might help them both."
Pooja considered it for a moment. The thought of Nandini and Aryan spending more time together did seem right. Besides, Gauri had a point—after everything that had happened, some peace and calm could help both of them heal. "You're right, Gauri," Pooja agreed, nodding. "It might be good for Nandini to stay here a bit longer. And Aryan... I think he needs someone like her around right now."
Gauri's face lit up with relief. "Then it's settled. I'll let Nandini know, and we'll make sure tomorrow is relaxed. I want them to have a day where they can just be themselves—no courtrooms, no stress."
As they discussed the plans, the sound of a car pulling up caught their attention. A few moments later, little AbRam burst through the doors, his tiny legs running as fast as they could. He had been staying at a close family friend's house, sheltered from all the chaos of Aryan's legal battle. Now, he was home, bringing with him an infectious energy that filled the room.
"Mama!" AbRam shouted, his voice filled with excitement. He jumped into Gauri's arms, hugging her tightly.
Gauri's heart swelled with love as she held her youngest son close. "There's my little bundle of joy," she cooed, pressing a kiss on his head. "We missed you so much."
Aryan appeared at the doorway, his eyes softening as he saw his little brother. "AbRam, come here," Aryan said, kneeling down and opening his arms. AbRam didn't hesitate, running over to his big brother with all the love and innocence of a child who had missed his family.
Pooja watched the scene unfold, her heart warmed by the sight of Aryan back home, surrounded by love. But her thoughts also drifted to Nandini. She knew Gauri's suggestion wasn't just about the children spending time together—it was about something deeper, something both mothers had hoped for over the years.
As night settled in, and Mannat was filled with laughter and the joy of having the family back together, Gauri couldn't stop smiling. "You know," she said, turning to Pooja as they watched Aryan and AbRam play, "Suhana will be coming home in a couple of weeks, too. She's finishing up her Exams, and then our house will be full again—all the children under one roof."
