Six years have flown by in the blink of an eye, yet each moment has been filled with laughter, love, and the beautiful chaos of family life. The sun filters through the large kitchen window, casting a warm glow over the cozy space. Savi Bhosale-Thakkar stands at the stove, flipping pancakes with practised ease. The aroma of cinnamon and vanilla wafts through the air, wrapping around her like a comforting hug. She can hear the familiar sounds of her children waking up—the pitter-patter of tiny feet and the distant sound of playful squeals.
"Morning, Kitty," Rajat calls out, his voice thick with sleep as he enters the kitchen. His hair is slightly tousled, and he's wearing his favourite T-shirt that has seen better days. Savi can't help but smile at the sight of him, a mixture of familiarity and warmth that fills her heart.
"Good morning, Rajat," she replies, leaning back into him as he wraps his arms around her waist. "You're just in time for the best pancakes in town."
Rajat chuckles, pressing a kiss to her temple. "I don't know how you do it, but it gets better every day."
"Just wait until you see what I've got planned for dinner," she teases, flipping another pancake onto a plate.
In the living room, their five-year-old son, 'Ritvik', races around, his laughter echoing as he plays with toy blocks. "Mumma! Look! I built a spaceship!" he calls out, his eyes sparkling with excitement.
"That's amazing, Ritvik!" Savi replies, her heart swelling with pride. She glances over at her three-year-old daughter, 'Saisha', who twirls around in a bright pink dress, her little arms flailing in sheer joy as she dances to the soft music playing in the background.
"Paapa, look at me!" Saisha squeals, her laughter ringing like music. Rajat, unable to resist, stands and extends his hand to her.
"Come here, my little ballerina," he says, swinging her around in a joyful circle. The room fills with giggles as Saisha spins, her dress flaring out like petals of a flower.
As breakfast wraps up, Savi looks at her children, feeling grateful for the life they've created. They often reflect on their journey—how the struggles they faced only strengthened their bond. Rajat's career as an architect has flourished, bringing both challenges and opportunities, while Savi's eco-friendly startup has gained recognition, championing sustainability in their community.
After breakfast, Savi busies herself with the children's tasks for the day—Ritvik has a playdate with his friends at the park, and Saisha is eagerly awaiting a visit from her grandmother. She watches as Rajat engages with the kids, his patience and affection evident in the way he interacts with them.
"Can we go to the park after lunch, Paapa?" Ritvik asks, bouncing on his feet, his brown eyes wide with anticipation.
"Of course, buddy! We'll take the bikes and ride to the playground," Rajat replies, tousling his son's hair.
Savi watches the interaction, her heart swelling. These small moments make everything worthwhile, a reminder of how much love they share as a family.
After the kids are settled and Rajat has taken them to the park, Savi takes a moment to breathe. She pours herself a cup of coffee and leans against the counter, reflecting on how far they've come since that first meeting all those years ago. Their love has weathered storms and celebrated victories, and now, as she stands in their beautiful home, she feels a deep sense of gratitude.
The afternoon sun begins to dip low in the sky as Savi puts the finishing touches on her latest project for the startup. With a soft sigh, she stretches her arms above her head, feeling the satisfying crack of her joints. Just then, Rajat returns home with the kids, their laughter echoing through the house.
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Blueprints of Love
FanfictionIn the vibrant city of Mumbai, Savi Bhosale runs an eco-friendly startup while grappling with her mother Isha's relentless pressure to marry. When Rajat Thakkar, a charming architect from Paris, returns to India for a project, their lives intersect...