Understanding the meaning of Love with MaAn

Krishna Janmashtami and Hadsaa

The stillness of the night hung heavy in the Shah household. Anupamaa and Samar sat side by side, their silence speaking louder than any words. Samar, still processing the hurtful words from Vanraj and Baa, felt a storm brewing inside him. His fists clenched tightly, his mind unable to shake the vile comments that echoed in his ears.

Suddenly, Vanraj appeared at the doorway, leaning against the frame with a smirk on his face.

Vanraj (mocking):
"Aagaya tu? Socha tha wapas nahi aayega, lekin loser wapas aa hi gaya."

Samar's eyes darkened, his anger rising quickly. He started to get up, but Anupamaa's hand shot out, grabbing his arm gently but firmly.

Anupamaa (calmly):
"Chhod Samar. Iss sab mein padne ka koi faayda nahi."

Samar stared at Vanraj, rage bubbling beneath the surface, but his mother's touch kept him grounded. He swallowed hard, forcing himself to stay seated. Vanraj, seeing that his words had no effect, scoffed and walked off, leaving the room.

Anupamaa knew the tension in Samar was high, so she tried to shift the mood.

Anupamaa (with a warm smile):
"Kal Krishna Janmashtami hai, Samar. Aur ghar ka sabse chhota beta kaun hai? Tumhe hi toh Kanhaji banna padega. Toh taiyaar ho jao."

Samar, still simmering with anger, shook his head.

Samar (reluctantly):
"Maa, mujhe nahi banna Kanhaji. Mujhse yeh sab nahi hoga."

Anupamaa's eyes sparkled mischievously.

Anupamaa (teasing):
"Arey, Kanhaji ka matlab hai aaj ke din tumhari har ichcha puri hogi. Tum nahi bannoge toh tumhari toh poori chutti ho gayi. Aur tumhari behen Pakhi, samajh lo uski toh mauj hai!"

Samar chuckled a little, despite his mood. His mother's light teasing had a way of breaking through the darkness in his heart.

Samar (smiling slightly):
"Theek hai, Maa. Banunga Kanhaji."

Anupamaa smiled wide, relieved to see her son's mood lift, even if just for a moment.

The Next Day: Krishna Janmashtami

The Shah house was alive with excitement. Brightly colored decorations hung from every corner, and the fragrance of fresh flowers filled the air. Anupamaa bustled around, happily giving instructions to everyone—Toshu, Pakhi, and especially Samar, who, as the youngest, had become the center of attention as Kanhaji.

Anupamaa (joyfully):
"Toshu, phool ki mala theek se lagana. Pakhi, ladoo tayaar hai? Samar, tumhare kapde pehan lo, Kanhaji ban ke tayaar ho jao!"

Samar, dressed as Lord Krishna, was the mischievous Kanhaji of the day. Everyone laughed as he issued playful orders, taking full advantage of his role.

Samar (teasing Pakhi):
"Pakhi, ladoo do. Aur yeh laddoo sirf mere liye hai! Kanhaji ke aadesh ki avhelna mat karo!"

Pakhi huffed, but giggled as she handed him the ladoos, her mood as light as the festive atmosphere. Everyone was happy, their hearts filled with joy, as Anupamaa led the family in preparing for the evening's aarti.

Anupamaa, filled with devotion and love for her aradhya, Kanhaji, began the aarti.

Anupamaa (singing):
"Aarti Kunj Bihari ki, Shree Giridhar Krishn Murari ki..."

As her voice filled the room, everyone joined in, their spirits lifted. But for Samar, the weight of the past day's events still lingered. As the aarti continued, flashes of Vanraj's and Baa's cruel words came back to him, each one cutting deeper than the last. The happiness around him felt distant, like he was drowning in the memory of their hatred.

His mind clouded with pain, Samar couldn't bear it any longer. The aarti continued, but he quietly slipped away from the room, unnoticed. He needed air, space—he needed to escape.

Outside, the night was quiet. Samar wandered aimlessly through the streets, his heart heavy with grief. Vanraj's words echoed in his mind.

"Looser... Maa ka dard samajh nahi aaya... kuch nahi banega..."

The taunts played over and over, tearing at his heart. He was walking in the middle of the road, unaware of his surroundings, his thoughts consuming him.

Suddenly, a truck appeared in the distance, speeding toward him. Samar, lost in his pain, didn't see it. At the last second, a man jumped out of a luxurious red car parked nearby, pushing Samar out of harm's way. The force of the impact knocked both of them to the ground.

For a few moments, both Samar and the man lay unconscious. An elderly man rushed out of the car, panicked. He knelt beside them, sprinkling water on their faces.

GK kaka (worriedly):
"Anuj, bachche tum theek ho? Man, utho!"

The man stirred first, groaning slightly. He opened his eyes, blinking at the old man.

Anuj (hoarsely):
"Main theek hoon, GK kaka. Woh bachcha theek hai?"

Anuj immediately turned his attention to Samar, whose eyes fluttered open. He looked dazed but conscious. Anuj helped him sit up, concern etched on his face.

Anuj (softly):
"Are you okay? Tumhe zyada chot toh nahi lagi?"

Samar nodded weakly, still disoriented.

Samar (slowly):
"Haan... main theek hoon... Shukriya."

Anuj, relieved, took out his phone and called the most recent number, instructing GK kaka to get their home address from them so they could take Samar back.

Once Samar regained some clarity, he turned to Anuj.

Samar (curiously):
"Aap kaun ho?"

Anuj smiled softly.

Anuj:
"Myself, Anuj... Anuj Kapadia."

Samar's eyes widened in shock. He knew the name—Anuj Kapadia was a huge business tycoon. Samar was mesmerized to see him in person.

Samar (surprised):
"Anuj Kapadia? Wow! Aur yeh jo uncle hain?"

Anuj smiled warmly, gesturing to the old man beside him.

Anuj:
"Yeh hain Gopi kaka. Sab log unhe GK kaka kehte hain, par main unhe Mummy bulata hoon. Mere sab kuch yeh hi hain—mere mummy, papa, philosopher, guide, sab kuch."

Samar blinked, confused.

Samar (laughing slightly):
"Mummy? Aap unhe mummy bulate ho?"

Anuj grinned.

Anuj:
"Bilkul! Aur yeh duniya ke sabse khoobsurat mummy hain, pata hai?"

Samar shook his head, smiling slightly.

Samar (teasing):
"Nahi, meri mummy sabse khoobsurat hain."

Anuj raised an eyebrow, a playful glint in his eyes.

Anuj (playfully):
"Hoi hi nahi sakta!"

Samar (grinning):
"Lagi shart 100 rupay ki?"

Anuj (laughing):
"Lagi shart!"

They shared a light moment, the heaviness in Samar's heart lifting for a brief while. As they continued to talk, the car slowly approached the Shah house. Anuj, sensing Samar's deep affection for his mother, couldn't help but feel a connection to him.