The episode begins with Viraj dancing to the upbeat song Singh is King. Kriti claps along with the rhythm, her eyes shining with excitement. Palki and Shaurya, hand in hand, step onto the dance floor next. Raajveer cheers them on, encouraging them to enjoy the moment.
Shaurya and Palki begin dancing to Teri Ore, moving gracefully in sync. Kriti, who had been clapping earlier, suddenly feels a pang of jealousy. Kiran, too, watches them with a distant, somewhat troubled expression. Kriti quickly grabs Viraj’s hand and pulls him onto the dance floor, hoping to make Shaurya jealous.
As the music switches and the partners change, Kriti finds herself in Shaurya’s arms while Palki dances with Viraj. Kriti smirks at Shaurya, “So, you enjoyed dancing with Palki?” she teases, her tone laced with sarcasm.
Shaurya looks at her with a shrug, “Yes, I did. Did you enjoy dancing with Viraj?” he asks nonchalantly.
“Of course, he's a good dancer,” Kriti replies, her eyes scanning Shaurya for any signs of discomfort.
As Palki returns to Shaurya, Kriti wraps her arms around Viraj, hugging him as part of their dance. Anika, noticing the awkwardness, whispers to Dada Ji and Abhay, hinting at the growing tension between the couples.
Shaurya smiles at Palki, his eyes full of warmth. “You’ve got a special kind of magic, Palki. Every time you smile, it’s like the world lights up,” he says softly, making her heart flutter.
Raajveer, Anika, and others clap in appreciation after their performance, but Kriti’s face shows no sign of contentment. She turns to Palki, still brooding.
“Kriti, what’s wrong?” Palki asks, sensing her discomfort.
Kriti, still irritated, forces a smile and says, “Let’s do the Phookri dance together. It’ll be fun.”
Shaurya steps in, sensing that Kriti might be up to something. “No,” he says firmly, “Kriti’s angry, and I’m sure she has something planned.”
But Kriti insists, “Newlyweds should dance. Let’s do it, Palki.”
Palki reassures Shaurya, “Don’t worry. I’ve been practicing Phookri since childhood. I won’t fall.”
Kriti’s eyes gleam with mischief as she thinks, Palki will fall, and then Shaurya will regret abandoning me for her. She pushes the tempo, urging Palki to speed up. In the heat of the moment, Kriti intentionally lets go of Palki’s hand, hoping she’ll stumble.
As Palki begins to lose her balance, Shaurya’s protective instincts kick in. He rushes forward and catches her just in time. “Are you okay?” he asks, concern flooding his voice.
Palki smiles reassuringly, “I told you, nothing will happen as long as you’re here.” Shaurya’s heart softens as he holds her closer.
An old lady, watching the scene, blesses their bond, saying, “Such a beautiful pair.”
Anika hugs Palki, while Kriti watches from the sidelines, fuming with frustration.
Raajveer, always protective of Palki, notices something off. “Your phone rang, Kriti. Maybe a message came through,” he remarks, but his eyes narrow as he observes the situation.
As the group moves on, Dada Ji speaks up, his voice full of authority. “I have something important to announce. I’d like everyone to meet someone special. This is Abhay, my business partner and a very close friend,” he says, gesturing to a man standing beside him.
Palki, Shaurya, and the others exchange polite smiles.
Dada Ji continues, “And I have decided that we will celebrate a big event – Viraj and Kriti’s roka ceremony, which will happen day after tomorrow!”
Kriti’s face falls in shock. She looks at Viraj, her eyes full of confusion.
Dada Ji, oblivious to the tension, asks Abhay and Kriti if they’re happy with the decision. Abhay smiles and nods in approval. “Yes, let’s celebrate,” he agrees.
Dada Ji, never missing a chance to showcase his appreciation for Palki, says, “And for this special occasion, I want sweets made by Palki. She made the best sweets for me.” He looks at Palki with a proud smile.
“Of course, Dada Ji,” Palki responds, smiling humbly.
Kriti storms off, visibly upset. Shaurya starts to follow her, but Raajveer stops him, sensing the growing tension.
Dada Ji, in his usual manner, praises Palki again. “She was Viraj’s first choice, but she married Shaurya, and he’s lucky. But now, I’ll make sure that Kriti and Viraj get married.”
Kriti, hearing Dada Ji’s words, feels a surge of frustration. “How can your Dada Ji think that we’re a couple?” she demands, turning to Viraj.
Viraj, appearing uncomfortable, replies, “I don’t have any feelings for you, Kriti. I never said we should get married.”
Kriti raises an eyebrow. “Then why was your Dadu so sure about this?” she asks.
Viraj hesitates before responding. “I’m not ready for marriage right now. I thought about Palki’s words, and I’m just not sure about all of this.”
Kriti, now more upset, says, “You need to go talk to your Dadu. Tell him we can’t marry.”
Viraj nods and walks away to speak with his grandfather.
Kriti is left standing, seething with anger. Abhay comes to her side, but she pushes him away, saying, “You know there’s nothing between Viraj and me. So why is Dada Ji forcing this?”
Abhay tries to reason with her, but Kriti walks off, clearly frustrated.
Kiran, watching from the sidelines, comments to Dada Ji, “You didn’t even ask the kids if they’re okay with this marriage proposal.”
Dada Ji, completely oblivious, smiles at Palki. “You made such wonderful sweets, my dear. You really are the perfect choice.”
An old lady, watching the interactions closely, whispers, “Didn’t you notice? They were so close.”
Kiran, sensing the tension, turns to Raajveer and says, “Ask Kriti what’s really going on between her and Viraj.”
Raajveer, standing nearby, shakes his head. “Didn’t you see their body language? They were practically saying qubool hai with their gestures.”
Kiran leaves, her suspicions growing.
Raajveer, ever the diplomat, asks Anika to help distribute the sweets. Palki smiles warmly at Anika, “Please, go help them,” she says kindly.
Dada Ji, proud of Palki, continues to praise her. “I never asked the kids if they wanted to get married. But I thought, based on what your sister said, that Viraj and Kriti would be a good match. So I made the decision.”
Palki, though concerned, smiles politely. “Dada Ji, it’s okay. If this makes everyone happy, I’m fine with it.”
Dada Ji looks at her, his eyes full of admiration. “I did the right thing, didn’t I?”
Palki, though still unsure of the future, nods gently. “Yes, Dada Ji. You did.”
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