✿Chapter 48✿

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Author's POV

The house was brimming with chaos as the family prepared for Diwali. The air buzzed with excitement, the sound of laughter and chatter mixing with the clinking of utensils and the faint hum of festive songs playing in the background.

At the center of it all was Maanyata, who had taken the house on her head, orchestrating every little detail like a general preparing for battle.

Why all the extra fuss this year? Because it was their first Diwali with their bahu, Avantika. And Maanyata was determined to make it perfect.

"We'll conduct a yagya for the house this Diwali," Maanyata declared, her voice loud enough to carry through the hall.

She'd chosen the temple of [ Tell me in comment section] for the occasion, adding an air of tradition and grandeur to the celebration.

Pakhi and Anjali followed her like shadows, nodding and responding to her instructions as she pointed left and right, directing them to handle everything from the decoration arrangements to the kitchen preparations.

"Pakhi, check the flowers again! Aur woh rangoli ke colors, are they ready?" Maanyata called out, her hands on her hips as she surveyed the bustling living room.

"Haan, Maa, I'll check right now!" Pakhi replied, rushing toward the storeroom.

"Anjali, diya aur mithai ka order confirm ho gaya?"

"Ho gaya, Maaji" Anjali answered quickly, juggling a tray of marigolds in one hand and her phone in the other.

The rest of the family watched from a distance, some amused, some wisely choosing to stay out of Maanyata's way.

After all, when Maanyata set her mind on something, there was no stopping her.

Meanwhile, Avantika, who had been quietly helping with smaller tasks, stood near the staircase, watching the whirlwind of activity unfold.

This was her first Diwali with the family, and though she was still adjusting to the overwhelming energy, she couldn't help but feel a small smile tug at her lips.

Maanyata was still pacing around the hall, ensuring everything was perfect, while Ajay and Vijay watched with amusement.

"Maa ko baithne ko kaho koi," Ajay said, shaking his head.

"Aree Maa, itna kyu pareshan ho rahi hain aap?" Vijay added, trying to calm her down.

Meanwhile, Avyansh had just come downstairs, standing beside Avantika. He ran a hand through his hair, glancing around before asking Pakhi, "Maa, mere kapde kahan hain?".

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