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Haryana

a/n pov

A beautiful house in which a small and cute family lives. Let’s go inside and look for our Miss

Sharma.

A beautiful lady is working in the kitchen, making food for her family. She is Mrs. Jayati Sharma,

mother of our Miss Sharma. She is in her early fifties.

She shouts from the kitchen:

“Kahani, wake up beta, bohot late ho gaya hai! Kahani, Kahani beta, sun rahi ho ya nahi? Dekho ji,

apni beti ko jaa ke utha ke le aao. Subah ke 9 baj gaye hain par yeh ladki uth hi nahi rahi.”

"Kahani, wake up dear, it’s very late! Kahani, are you listening or not? Look, please go and wake your

daughter. It’s already 9 in the morning but this girl won’t get up."

she said to Mr. Abhijeet Sharma, who was sitting on a chair in the dining room reading the newspaper.

“Ha ha, ja raha hoon. Aur tum subah subah meri beti pe gussa mat karo. Meri bechari bachi raat bhar

apni ek video pe kaam kar rahi thi. Thak gayi hogi to zyada der so gayi, isme kya badi baat ho gayi?

Tum bas meri bachi ke peeche hi padi rehti ho. Apne bete ko to kuch nahi bolti, vo bhi toh so raha hai

apne kamre mein. Aage se meri beti pe chillayi na, toh dekh lena.”

"Haha, I’m going. And don’t scold my daughter early in the morning. Poor thing was working on her

video all night. She must be tired so she overslept—what’s the big deal? You are always after my

daughter. You never say anything to your son—he’s also sleeping in his room. If you shout at my

daughter again, you’ll see."

“Haha, nahi chilaungi. Galti ho gayi Sharma ji. Mujhe maaf karo jo maine aapki ladli beti pe chillaya.

Ab jaaiye dono ko utha laiye, jaldi aaiye, kahin aap bhi apni beti ke saath so na jao.”

"Haha, I won’t shout. My mistake, Mr. Sharma. Forgive me for scolding your precious daughter. Now

please go wake them both up, and hurry—otherwise you’ll end up sleeping with your daughter too."

“Lata hoon, lata hoon, tum ab shaant raho.”

"I’m going, I’m going—calm down now."

(Mrs. Sharma chuckles at her husband’s words.)

Mr. Sharma enters a beautiful room where our Miss Sharma is sleeping without a care in the world.

He goes to Kahani’s side, sits beside her, and gently strokes her hair to wake her up.

“Wake up, Anni. Mamma bula rahi hai beta, jaldi se uth ke breakfast kar lo.”

"Wake up Anni, Mom is calling you, dear—get up quickly and have breakfast."

“Huh… Papa, sone do na, main baad mein kar lungi, abhi sone do…”

"Huh… Papa, let me sleep… I’ll eat later, let me sleep now…."

“Beta, main toh tumhe sone doon, par tumhari mummy bohot daantengi. Tumhe bhi, mujhe bhi. Chalo

utho. Aur waise bhi, breakfast chhodna acchi baat nahi hai. Main dekh raha hoon, tum kitne dinon se

breakfast skip kar rahi ho. Aur yaad hai na, aaj tumhe ek video bhi record karni hai? Uske liye bhi late

ho raha hai. Chalo utho jaldi jaldi.”

"Beta, I would let you sleep, but your mom will scold you—and me too. Come on, get up. And

anyway, skipping breakfast isn’t good. I’ve seen you skipping it for so many days. And

remember—you have to record a video today, too. You’re already getting late. Come on, wake up

quickly."

“Okk Popsi… uth gayi. Aap chalo, main bas 15 minute mein aayi fresh hokar.”

"Okay Popsi… I’m up. You go, I’ll come in 15 minutes after freshening up."

“Theek hai beta. Chalo, main tumhare us ghadhe bhai ko bhi utha doon.”

"Alright, dear. I’ll go wake up your lazy brother too."

After saying this, both father and daughter start laughing together.

Kahani POV

I was sleeping peacefully, dreaming about my one and only goal of becoming a dancer and model.

Suddenly, I heard my mom shouting. I got irritated and ignored it and went back to sleep. After some

time, I heard my father’s voice. He told me to wake up because my dear Mata Shri was angry and I

had work to complete. But after finishing my work, I will definitely sleep again. You guys already

know—I love to sleep.

A Short Break

A/N

I’m sorry guys, I forgot to tell you—our Miss Sharma is a sleepyhead. Her favourite thing is to sleep.

She can sleep the whole day if she wants. She just needs her favourite and cutest soft toy whose name

is Piku. So, Piku is a blue-colour penguin wearing a green dinosaur costume.

After 15 minutes

Kahani came after taking a refreshing bath and doing her skincare routine. She went to the dining area

to have breakfast.

Kahani POV

As I was about to have my breakfast, I saw my dad and mom having a cute moment. They are so

adorable. I hope I will have a relationship like that someday.

But I know I never will…

(Her eyes started watering, remembering something from her past.)

“Anni, come beta, have breakfast, warna thanda ho jayega aur accha nahi lagega,” her mom called her, pulling her back to reality.

"Anni, come dear, have breakfast—or else it will get cold and won’t taste good."

“Yes mom…”

“Ha di, jaldi aa jao warna main saara khana kha jaunga, fir mat kehna,” her younger brother warned.

"Hey di, come fast, or I’ll eat all the food and don’t blame me later."

“Ha ha… waise bhi tu hai hi bukhad. Kitna bhi khila lo tera pet kabhi nahi bharta.”

"Haha, anyway you’re such a glutton. No matter how much you eat, your stomach never gets full."

“Papa dekho… aapki beti mujhe ulta seedha bol rahi hai.”

"Papa, look—your daughter is insulting me!"

“Kya galat bola meri beti ne?” Mr. Sharma said calmly.

"What did my daughter say that was wrong?"

“Saara time kuch na kuch khata rehta hai. Thoda kam khaya kar,”

"You’re always eating something. Eat a little less sometimes."

“Aap toh rehne dijiye… apni beti ke alawa aapko kuch nahi dikhta, papa.”

"You leave it, Papa—aside from your daughter you don’t see anything else."

“Chalo sab chup ho jao aur breakfast karo. Aur tu chup chap khana kha le,” Mrs. Sharma scolded her son Abhishek.

"Alright, everyone be quiet and have breakfast. And you—eat silently."

A/N POV

In the other part of this world, someone is sitting in his office, looking at a photograph. Yes—he is none other than our Kartik Raghuvanshi.

“Just wait a little more, love. I am coming back to you. I promise this time we will make it work. We will be together again. I promise I will compensate for every mistake I made… just please give me a chance to prove my love.”

“Sir, should we head back to the mansion?” Kartik, who was admiring his love, came back to his senses after hearing his driver.

“Yes, take out the car. I’m coming in 5 minutes.”

“Ok boss,” his driver replied.

After one last glance at the picture in his wallet, he packed everything and left for home, where his family was waiting for him.

After 20 minutes

A black Mercedes entered the main gate of the mansion. Kartik got out of the car and went straight to freshen up.

In Kartik’s Room

Kartik went into the washroom to wash his hands and face. After 10 minutes, he came back when someone knocked on the door.

“Kartik, kya main aa sakti hoon beta?” his mother called.

"Kartik, may I come in, dear?"

“Maa, aapko permission lene ki kya zarurat hai?”

"Maa, you don’t need permission."

“Par beta, jab tumhari patni aa jayegi tab toh knock karke hi aana padega na… kya pata tum dono band kamre mein kya kar rahe ho… aur main aise hi aa gayi toh?”

"But dear, once your wife comes, I’ll have to knock, won’t I? Who knows what you two might be doing behind closed doors… and what if I just walk in?"

“Maa! Aap kaise kaise baatein kar rahi ho…” Kartik felt shy as his mother chuckled.

"Maa! What are you saying…"

“Beta, bas ab tu usse jaldi mana le aur meri bahu bana le. Tum dono ke beech jo bhi kadvahat hai, use khatam karo. Ab intezar nahi hota usse milne ka.”

"Beta, now convince her quickly and bring her as my daughter-in-law. Whatever bitterness is between you two—end it. I can’t wait to meet her anymore."

“Ha Maa… intezar toh mujhse bhi nahi hota. Pure 8 saal ho gaye… bas tasveeron mein dekha hai usse. Ab milne ki tadap badh gayi hai. Tabhi toh agle mahine hum wapas India ja rahe hain.”

"Yes Maa… even I can’t wait. It’s been 8 years—I’ve only seen her in photos. My longing to meet her keeps growing. That’s why, next month, we’re going back to India."

“India? Itni jaldi? Tune bataya bhi nahi. Itna sara kaam hai yahan… kaise hoga sab?”

"India? So soon? You didn’t even tell me. There’s so much work here—how will everything be managed?"

“Aap chinta mat karo Maa… aur yeh kuch bhi achanak nahi hai. Main aur Baba kaafi time se soch rahe the. Sab intezam ho chuke hain. Bas aap tayyari karo wapas jaane ki.”

"Don’t worry Maa—this isn’t sudden. Baba and I have been planning it for a long time. Everything is arranged. You just get ready to go back."

“Theek hai beta… par tu mujhse ek wada kar.”

"Alright dear… but promise me something."

“Maa, kaisa wada?”

"Maa, what promise?"

“Ki tu meri beti ko mere paas wapas le aayega. Use hi meri bahu banayega. Chahe kuch bhi ho jaye, tu usse mana lega.”

"That you will bring my daughter back to me. That you will make her my daughter-in-law. No matter what, you will convince her."

“Ha Maa, chinta mat karo… ab ki baar main use nahi jaane dunga. Ha thoda mushkil hoga, par koi baat nahi… main mana lunga. Waise bhi vo meri ladoo hai—main manauga toh vo maan hi jaayegi.”

"Yes Maa, don’t worry… this time, I won’t let her go. It will be difficult, but no problem… I will convince her. Anyway, she’s my Ladoo—if I try, she will agree."

“Chal, vo teri headache hai ki kaise manayega. Par main keh deti hoon—agar vo nahi maani toh main tujhe apna beta maanna chhod dungi!”

"Alright, that’s your headache how you convince her. But I’m telling you—if she doesn’t agree, I will stop calling you my son!"

“Arre… itna pyaar? Apni hi aulad ko disown kar dogi?”

"Oh… so much love? You’ll disown your own child?"

“Aur kya!”

"Of course!"

“Chalo ab jaldi dinner karne aa ja.”

"Now come quickly for dinner."

“Ha Maa, bas aata hoon change karke.”

"Yes Maa, coming after I change."

(Kartik looks at the photo on his wall.)

“Dekh rahi ho Maa tumse kitna pyaar karti hai… aur kaise tadap rahi hai. Please meri jaan… mujhe apna lena. Mera dil to toote ga hi… vo bhi toot jaayegi. Please jaan… ab aur dooriyaan sehen nahi hoti. Bas kuch waqt aur… fir hum phir ek saath honge. Aur ab koi hume alag nahi kar payega.”

"You see, Maa loves you so much… and she’s yearning for you. Please, my love… take me back. My heart will break—and hers will too. Please, jaan… I can’t bear this distance anymore. Just a little more time… then we will be tog

ether again. And this time, no one will separate us."

After that, he went to dinner and then to sleep.

A/n pov

All the photos used are taken from the pintrest or chatgpt they are not mine I am just using them to help you guys visualise more nicely