They are the heirs of the most powerful family in the country; a family celebrated for their valour, togetherness, love, fame, talent and of course, power! Love knocked on their parents' doors and changed their lives forever. Now, years later, love...
Khulti basant jaise Dhulta kalank jaise Dil ki daraar mein hoPyaar ka cement jaiseAkhiyon hi akhiyon meinJung ki front jaiseMil jaye sadiyon se atka refund jaise
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Ekansh Mehrotra
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Chhaya Bhatia
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The steaming cup of coffee in his hand gradually turned cold, due to his lost demeanour as he stood on his balcony looking at the garden beneath. No, not the garden, but a specific person present there early in the morning, busy training his little sister in hand-to-hand combat.
Ekansh's eyes were pinned on the duo, unable to deter away from the way she echoed orders on Idhaaya, encouraging her to hit her fists on the pads in her hands. Idhaaya was breathless by now, hurrying with her punches and trying to keep her focus while the lady in mint green shouted at her at the top of her lungs. If it was any other person, Ekansh wouldn't have tolerated anyone shouting at his baby sister, despite being the calmest Mehrotra sibling out of the lot.
