"Unka sath ek ehsaas jo khamoshi me bhi sukoon bhar deti hai,
Unki muskaan aisi, jo bezubaan lamhon me bhi mohabbat bikher deti hai"
-Vaidehi
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Ruhanika clung to Rudraksh's arm, her grip gentle yet full of affection as they stepped into the palace together. The grand entrance echoed with the sound of tiny footsteps the moment Aveer and Kiyaansh spotted them. With an excited squeal, Kiyaansh sprinted ahead and immediately wrapped his little arms around Rudraksh's legs, anchoring himself there with a bright smile. Not far behind, Aveer toddled as fast as he could, his tiny hands reaching out towards Ruhanika with adorable grabby gestures.
Both Rudraksh and Ruhanika couldn't help but laugh at the sight of the overjoyed toddlers. Without a second thought, they scooped the little ones into their arms, showering them with affection as the palace came alive with warmth and love.
Kiyaansh: "chhote papa, aap kaa gayi shii?"
(Dad, where did you go?)
Aveer: "Buiiii aieeee heeee"
Rudraksh: "Kahi nahi piddu, ab aa gaya na"
(Nowhere, little one. I'm here now.)
Ruhanika: "Haan ji Buii ke chote chuhe, kaise hai aap."
(Yes, little mouse of Aunt, how are you?)
Kiyaansh: "Chhote papa, no pidduu nooo"
(Dad, no little one, nooo!)
Rudraksh and Ruhanika both chuckled, sharing a lighthearted moment, and then walked inside together.
Kiyaansh: "Mummmaaaa"
Rudraksh gently placed Kiyaansh on the floor, and the little one immediately dashed toward his mother with excitement. Meanwhile, sleepy-eyed Aveer clung to Ruhanika, wrapping his tiny arms around her and nestling his face into her neck, seeking comfort in her warmth.
Ashvik: "Teddy, vo so raha hai, laa dede."
(Teddy, he's sleeping. Give him back.)
Ruhanika gently handed little Aveer over to Ashvik, who took him with a soft smile. He rested Aveer against his chest, his hand supporting the toddler's back while gently patting it in a calming rhythm. Aveer's tiny eyes began to flutter as he slowly slipped into slumber, his head resting peacefully on his father's shoulder.
Meanwhile, on the couch, Aakarsh slid beside Kritika, who was fully immersed in tickling their little bundle of joy. Krithvik's babyish giggles echoed softly through the room, his tiny feet wiggling in delight as his mother lovingly played with him. Aakarsh smiled at the sight, leaning slightly closer to place a kiss on Kritika's temple, his eyes never leaving their little one who was glowing with joy.
Amandeep and Avyukta, seated nearby, seemed lost in their own world. Their heads were slightly inclined toward each other as they whispered and laughed, sharing small secrets and smiles. Their closeness radiated a quiet, content intimacy.
Across the room, Rishwik and Riyanshi were no less dramatic. Sitting beside each other, they kept nudging and teasing, stealing each other's snacks and making faces like little kids. At one point, Riyanshi whispered something in Rishwik's ear that made him laugh so loudly that everyone turned to look at them, only for him to sheepishly grin.
Simrat: "Toh Gudiya, kaisi rahi teri date beta??"
(So sweetheart, how was your date, my child?)
Ruhanika's eyes widened in surprise, a wave of panic flashing across her face. She hadn't told anyone about her date except Simrat, and now, Simrat had brought it up right in front of everyone, catching her completely off guard.
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