The morning sun painted the Singhania Sadan with a golden hue, setting the stage for a significant announcement. With Naksh on his way to the office, Naitik and Akshara gathered the family in the living room, eager to share the news that would shape their future.
Badi dadi and bua dadi, the pillars of tradition and wisdom in the family, were brimming with excitement. The prospect of Naksh embracing a second marriage had piqued their curiosity. Who was this Keerti, and how had she woven her way into Ayansh's heart, bringing about this change in Naksh?
Akshara, always the one with a keen sense of occasion, put forth a suggestion. "Why not invite the Goenka family for Holi? It's been years since we celebrated the festival in Singhania Sadan. This could be a perfect occasion to reintroduce the tradition. Plus, it would be an excellent opportunity for everyone to meet Keerti."
The idea resonated with the family, and Naitik, in agreement, decided to take charge. "I'll call Manish and share the good news about Naksh's acceptance. We can also extend the Holi invitation."
Akshara, ever the eager one, urged him to put the call on speaker, allowing the family to share in the moment.
Naitik, his face adorned with a confident smile, began to dial Manish's number. After two rings, a voice tinged with anticipation answered, "Hello, Naitik?"
Naitik's voice carried the weight of good news. "Hi Manish... I wanted to share some wonderful news. Naksh has agreed to marry your daughter."
A sigh of relief and joy escaped Manish's lips. "Really? Naksh said yes?"
Naitik's voice conveyed the triumph. "Yes, Manish. He was initially hesitant, given the business-like nature of the proposal. But after we explained everything, especially regarding Ayansh, he realized that your daughter could be a great mother for him."
Manish's voice held a sense of gratitude. "Naitik, you have no idea what a burden you've lifted off my chest. Now I can die in peace"
Naitik's scolded him laced with humor. "Stop talking about leaving this world. You're going to live for a hundred years, and you'll be there for your grandkids too."
Manish, cautious with his words, added, "Yeah, I didn't mean it that way..."
Naitik's tone was reassuring. "Manish, our kids are stepping into a beautiful journey. Even though Naksh is agreeing for Ayansh's sake, I believe he'll grow fond of your daughter. You've raised her into a wonderful and giving woman. It's evident she's Arpita's daughter."
Manish couldn't help but smile at Naitik's words. "You're right, Naitik. I see Arpita's reflection in my daughters. I hope and pray they both find happiness even if I'm not around."
Naitik was quick to dismiss any somber thoughts. "Let's not get tangled in such talks, don't jinx it Manish. This is a time for celebration, not for worries. And yes we'll meet soon to discuss our business deal."
Manish agreed and added, "Sure, Naitik. Let's fix a time for that later. But first, let Naksh and Ish..."
But before he could finish his thought, Akshara signaled to Naitik. It was time to invite Manish and his family for Holi, a celebration of colors that would mark not just a festival, but the beginning of something new.
Naitik interjected with enthusiasm, "Oh, yes! Manish, I almost forgot. We're hosting a Holi celebration at our place. We'd be honored if you could join us with your entire family. It's not just about the festival; we're excited for everyone to meet Naksh's future wife. We can also discuss our kids' wedding plans. What do you say?"
Manish's response was resounding. "Of course, Naitik! We'll be there."
Manish's voice was brimming with gratitude and joy as he accepted the invitation. It was evident that he was genuinely thrilled about the prospect of this union.
Naitik and Akshara shared a triumphant look, their plan coming together seamlessly.
Naitik: "That's fantastic, Manish! We're looking forward to having you all over. It's going to be a memorable Holi!"
Manish: "Absolutely, Naitik. We can't wait. And thank you once again for everything."
As the call ended, a wave of contentment washed over Naitik. This was a significant step for both families, and he couldn't help but feel a sense of pride in being a part of it.
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Manish couldn't hold back his excitement, and as soon as he got home, he sought out Isha to share the incredible news.
Manish: "Isha, I have some wonderful news to share with you. Naksh has agreed to marry you. The Singhanias have invited us for Holi to discuss this further."
Isha's eyes widened in pleasant surprise. In the past few days, she had been grappling with the idea of marrying Naksh. It was a decision that carried a weighty significance, but as she thought about it, she couldn't find a reason to say no to a man like Naksh, someone she had secretly admired since her college days. It almost felt like destiny was orchestrating their union after all these years.
In another corner of the house, Keerti overheard Manish's conversation with Isha, her heart pounding with every word. Naksh's acceptance to marry Isha was an unexpected revelation.Her heart raced with a mixture of surprise and disbelief. Naksh and Ayansh were going to be a part of her family. The thought alone was staggering.
As the news sunk in, a tumult of conflicting emotions swirled within Keerti. "That grumpy Naksh Singhania would marry my sweet Ishu Di? He deserves no nice girl in the world, especially not my sister," she thought, her protective instincts flaring.
Yet, when her mind wandered to Ayansh, everything changed. She couldn't ignore the fact that he longed for a mother figure in his life. And the more she thought about it, the more she believed that Isha could be the perfect mother for him. After all, she had always been there for Keerti, providing love and support. The idea of Ayansh finding that same love made her heart swell with warmth. Keerti's smile grew as she envisioned the potential happiness that could come from this union.
Her mind swirling with a mix of emotions. On one hand, Naksh Singhania was not exactly her favorite person. His grumpiness and aloof demeanor had hardly left a positive impression on her. It was hard to fathom that someone like him could become a part of her family.
But then there was Ayansh, the adorable little boy who had won a special place in her heart. She thought about all the moments she had spent with him, the laughter, the giggles, and the genuine happiness he radiated .
In a sudden rush of emotion, she whispered to herself, "For Ayansh and Ishu di, I'll embrace this change. I'll find a way to get along with Naksh Singhania. After all, family is about supporting each other, and I want my dear Ishu di and Ayansh to find the happiness they deserve."
Meanwhile in Singhania Mansion, Ayansh was engrossed in a game of football with his friend out near the balcony. Amidst the playful shouts and laughter,he went to pick his ball near his grandparents bedroom his keen ears caught fragments of a conversation between his grandparents.
Akshara: "We should tell Ansh that Keerti and Naksh are getting married ; he is getting a new mumma ..he will be so happy..."
Naitik: "We will, Akshara. Let's first meet them on Holi and let the elders first fix their relationship and marriage dates. Then we will tell our Ayansh everything..."
Ayansh's heart raced with excitement.
Akshara: "You're right, Naitik. We need to be certain first before giving him hopes. Also, I'm excited to know how Keerti has received the news... I guess before us, she might surprise Ayansh by announcing her willingness..."
Naitik: "By willingness, I recall Manish telling his daughter will not negate his words. But I guess we need to talk to Keerti and know her wishes too..."
Akshara: "I'm positive convincing her would not be a problem. She is already so attached to our Ansh; she wouldn't deny marrying Naksh and becoming Ansh's mother... But still, I will talk to her on Holi face to face once... Naksh has said yes; I'm over the moon with that thought right now."
Ayansh's heart swelled with happiness he couldn't believe his luck. He had overheard the conversation between his parents and realized that Keerti was going to become his mother. The excitement and joy he felt were immeasurable.
He hurriedly retreated to his room, pulled out his phone.
His fingers danced across his phone's screen as he composed a message to Keerti, his eyes sparkling with mischief.
"Ki, I know I cannot call you Ki anymore, and I also know you've a surprise news to share with me," he typed, a grin playing on his lips.
Keerti, in her room, her thoughts consumed by the news of Naksh and Isha's impending marriage, was snapped from her reverie by the chime of her phone. She read Ayansh's message, momentarily puzzled.
But as she connected the dots, her face broke into a warm smile. She typed her response, trying to maintain the element of surprise. "Hey, little Warrior! I was just thinking of you. Yes, let's reveal our known surprises to each other face to face when we meet." she texted back, her own smile hidden behind the screen.
Ayansh eagerly awaited her reply, his heart pounding with anticipation. As Keerti's message flashed across his screen, his face lit up in a radiant smile.
"Kittu, if you become my momma, I'll never let you cry again," he whispered to himself, his heart filled with happiness and anticipation. It was a secret they now shared, one that bound them even closer.
A/N: Here 's an apparently long chapter since I wasn't able to update for a while. My health is lil off track currently so I hope to get back hale and hearty and shower my updates your away soon!
PS>> I have a feeling that there's gonna be a love quadruple in this story. Coz triangle toh tha hi with Naksh third wheeling in between Keerti and Ansh , I wonder who's the fourth wheel?