It was a busy day at Raichand house. Yash and Nandini Raichand live in Goa. Rahul Raichand was having his daily arguement with his wife, Anjali.
"Nahi Anjali, main kal chhutti nahi le sakta." said Rahul. "Tussi rain do, tujhse to koi umeed hi nahi rakhni chahiye." said Anjali. Krish nodded his head, " Mumma, gussa mat hona, main hu na aapke pas." "Ha, yeh hain mera ladla, idhar aa mere sweetu." said Anjali, hugging her son, Krish.
"Bhabi, bhaiya ko bol ne se koi fayeda nahi hoga." said Rohan. "Rohan, tum unhe mat bolo, khud ko dekho. Ab to tum mujhe bhi time nahi dete." said Pooja. Rohan sighed. Prem looked up from his phone and said, "Mom, c'mon, chill out."
Anjali laughed and turned towards her son, "Ha beta, tu ek kam karo ji, Dadijan ke liye kuch mithayia le aana Chandi Chowk se, beta Prem, tum bhi jao, eid aa raha hain." Krish nodded in approval.