Muntazir mai tera✨ {On Hold}

13.

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Monday morning...................

The Poddar mansion was buzzing with energy. And why not? It was a big day for them. The family gathered for the prayer meets early in the morning. Kaveri lit the diya and asked Abhira to recite the Krishan bhajan.

Abhira looked around hesitantly. She nervously glanced at Ruhi while Arman gently supported her by placing a firm yet tender hand around her waist.

Abhira smiled at his caring gesture. Her husband never failed to navigate her through the toughest times. The warmth of his hold comforting her a little.

Ruhi looked up at her husband and quickly intervened her fingers with his. Rohit blinked his eyes at her tenderly and quickly chimed in, "Yes Bhabhi. Please do that. That bhajan you sang at the occasion of Janamasthmi, that one. It'll be peaceful for our baby too and it will provide positive energies to our main focuses today too."

Abhira still looked hesitant and turned to Arman for some solution, who just nodded at her gently and smiled brightly at her. Once assured, Abhira closed her eyes and began with the hymns of "O Kanha".

As she proceeded further with the blissful bhajan, the family felt themselves drifting off into a revaluating warmth of positivity.

Ruhi gently placed her hand on her belly as if letting her unborn to feel the bliss of the moment. She had loathed this bhajan for it has always haunted her with the dark memories of her past.

But today was different. For the very first time, after so many years she was feeling the same bliss; she had felt once she was a kid.

It was as if the holy idol in front of her was taking away all her negative energy and traumatized flashbacks and replacing everything with new and fresh ones. Like the almighty was providing her a chance to start anew.

She could feel the glow of happiness creeping her neck and spreading all over her face and body.

Vidya looked at her with shell shocked expressions; unable to digest that how Ruhi was happy listening to Abhira singing the verses that had always freaked her.

As Kajal distributed the prashad around, the family looked pleased to see the shift of equation between the sisters. Of course, exceptions to some cranky minds, who require surgery to see something good.

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The breakfast proceeded on peacefully, the family delightfully munching on the tasty variety ahead.

When Abhira served everyone the sweet dish, the family chimed in enthusiastically, delightfully savoring on the Moong dal ka halwa, a rarity to be prepared early in the morning.

Only Madhav and Arman froze in their places, their gaze fixed at the bowl filled with the yellow dessert. Unshed tears that spoke volumes made their way down their cheeks.

Both the father-son duo quickly dropped their spoon down and in the pretext to pick it up, they quickly wiped off their emotions. They thought that no one watched them, but ended up catching each other red-handed.