Lack of response is demotivating me. I have lot of studies to do. Still i make the update. Not just one ,almost three a day. Yet no one gives comment and vote. It's very hard to think about the next story with such a lack of craze in reader. If this happens. I may wrap it up in 10 to 15 chapter and ficus on my studies. That will be better I guess.
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The Thakkar family gathered around the dining table, eagerly awaiting Savi's first rasoi. Savi, dressed in a elegant salwar kameez, carried the steaming hot Gajjar ka halwa to the table. Her hands trembled slightly as she set the dessert down in front of her new family.
Bhagyashree, Savi's mother-in-law, was the first to speak up. "Arre, Savi beta, this looks and smells amazing! You're a true daughter-in-law of this house!" she exclaimed, her voice loud and boisterous.
Savi's cheeks flushed with pleasure as she smiled and served the halwa to each member of the family. Rajat, who was sitting at the head of the table, caught her eye and held her gaze for a moment. Savi felt a spark of electricity run through her body, but quickly looked away, focusing on serving the halwa.
Lucky, Rajat's younger brother, was the next to speak up. "Hey, Ridhi, remember when you made that disastrous halwa when you were 12?" he teased, grinning at his sister.
Ridhi rolled her eyes good-naturedly. "Shut up, Lucky! That was one mistake, okay?"
Lucky chuckled. "One mistake? It was a catastrophe! But Savi Bhabhi's halwa is, by God, the best!"
The family erupted into laughter and chatter, with everyone praising Savi's cooking skills. However, Dolly Bua, Rajat's aunt, suddenly spoke up, her voice tinged with a hint of criticism.
"You know, Savi, your first rasoi is much better than Aashika's was," she said, comparing Savi to Rajat's ex-wife.
Savi's eyes dropped, and she felt a surge of discomfort. She didn't want to be compared to Aashika, didn't want to be reminded of Rajat's past.
Bhagyashree quickly intervened, sensing Savi's discomfort. "Dolly, let's not compare, okay? Savi's done a wonderful job, and that's all that matters."
The family nodded in agreement, and the conversation moved on to other topics.
Sai and Kiaan walked into the dining room, rubbing the sleep from their eyes. Savi's face lit up with a warm smile as she rushed to pick up Sai.
"Baby, you know what your Pari mumma made for you?" Savi cooed, cuddling Sai close.
Sai's eyes sparkled with excitement. "Gajar ka halwa?" she guessed, her voice squeaking with delight.
Savi nodded, smiling. "Yes, beta! Your favorite!"
Kiaan, who had been watching the exchange, looked away, his eyes clouding over. Savi noticed the change in his expression and felt a pang of concern.
Kiaan started to walk away, his head hung low. Savi quickly called out to him.
"Kiaan, where are you going? I made your favorite kheer too..." she said, her voice gentle and inviting.
Kiaan's steps faltered, and he turned back to face Savi. For a moment, their eyes locked, and Savi saw a glimmer of sadness and longing in his gaze.
"Really?" Kiaan asked, his voice barely above a whisper.
Savi nodded, smiling warmly. "Yes, beta! I made it especially for you. Come, sit down, and have some."
Kiaan's face softened, and he walked back to the table, his eyes fixed on Savi. Savi's heart went out to him, and she felt a surge of determination to help him heal and feel loved again.
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Hayran KurguSavi Bhosale, Widow of Ishan Bhosale found herself entangled with a rude arrogant business Tycoon Rajat Thakkar due to his daughter Sai. ______________________________________ Savi Bhosale, a widow, faces a new chapter in her life after losing her h...
