LOGIN"Lekin mujhe darr lagta hai." She looked at him again. (Translation: But I feel scared.) "Kis baat ka?" Arjun's expression softened. (Translation: Of what?) "Ki agar humne dobara try kiya… toh phir se wahi sab na ho." She expressed whatever she had in her mind. (Translation: If we try again... the same thing doesn't happen all over again.) "Darr mujhe bhi lagta hai." Arjun nodded slowly. (Translation: I feel scared too.) "Tumhe bhi?" Nancy looked surprised. (Translation: You too?) "Of course." He turned toward her. "Main ye nahi bolunga ki mujhe sab theek hone ka poora yakeen hai. Mujhe nahi pata hum kya karenge, kaise karenge. Bas itna pata hai ki agar hum try hi nahi karenge… toh zindagi bhar sochenge ki shayad hum kar sakte the." He explained. (Translation: I won't say I'm absolutely certain everything will work out. I don't know what we'll do or how we'll do it. All I know is that if we don't even try... we'll spend the rest of our lives wondering if we cou
Meanwhile, in another part of the haveli, Nancy was sitting alone in her room. She had been there for quite some time, though even she wasn't sure how long. The room was quiet, the curtains moving gently with the evening breeze coming in through the open balcony doors. But Nancy barely noticed any of it. Her mind was somewhere else entirely. She sat in the balcony with her knees drawn up against her chest, her arms folded loosely over them. Her gaze remained fixed somewhere in the distance, but she wasn't really looking at anything. There were too many thoughts running through her head. Too many memories. Too many things that had been said between her and Arjun. Too many misunderstandings that had slowly turned something beautiful into something painfully complicated. And yet, despite everything, some part of her still couldn't bring herself to let him go. At the same time, Arjun found himself walking toward her room. He hadn't planned to. In fact, he didn't even know why he was
She gently patted his arm before turning back toward the kitchen. Raghu watched her leave. He sighed quietly and looked down at the plate in his hands. From the floor came a very suspicious sound. A sharp whistle. Raghu slowly looked over. Sunaina was grinning. "Raghu bhaiya." She started. Piya immediately looked at her sister, already knowing what was coming. Sunaina's grin widened. "Apni pari ko apne haath se hi khila dena." She said with a teasing expression on her face. (Translation: Make your angel eat with your own hands.) "Sunaina." Raghu's eyes narrowed. "Main to bas---" She giggled. (Translation: I was just---) "Chup." He strictly warned her. (Translation: Quiet.) Sunaina immediately covered her mouth, but the mischievous smile remained. Raghu gave her one final warning glare. Piya was already trying to hide her laughter. He shook his head and turned toward the staircase. Behind him, the sisters exchanged a look. The moment Raghu started climbing the stairs, both b
Her expression immediately changed. She narrowed her eyes. Lifted her chin. Folded her arms behind her back. She was trying so hard to look stern that Ryker had to suppress a smile. Inaayat deepened her voice as much as she could. "Bacche aapne padhai ki?" She paused dramatically. (Translation: Kiddo, did you study?) Ryker immediately softened his voice, attempting to copy her innocent mannerisms. "Nahi ji. Hamein bahut neend aa rahi thi." He tilted his head slightly. (Translation: No. I was feeling very sleepy.) "Abhi humse koi padhai nahi hogi." He even blinked innocently. (Translation: I won't be able to study right now.) Inaayat's stern expression vanished instantly. She stared at him. Completely shocked. Her mouth fell slightly open. She hadn't expected him to imitate her that accurately. Inaayat remained frozen for a moment. She had expected him to imitate her, perhaps badly, perhaps awkwardly. She hadn't expected that. The dupatta sitting on his head, the soft voice, t
Instead of looking intimidating, Inaayat looked unbearably adorable in an oversized tuxedo with sleeves covering half her hands. She frowned at her reflection. "Hum unke jaise serious kyun nahi lag rahe." She tried again. (Translation: Why don't I look as serious as him?) This time she deepened her voice as much as she could. "Bacche…" She immediately burst into a quiet giggle. (Translation: Kiddo...) She cleared her throat and attempted to imitate him again. "Bacche… aapne padhai ki?" She nodded to herself sternly. Then she folded her arms. (Translation: Kiddo... Did you study?) "Bacche, apni plate se poori sabzi khatam kijiye." She paused. (Translation: Kiddo, finish all the vegetables on your plates.) Then continued, becoming increasingly invested in her performance. "Bacche, ab aapka sone ka time ho gaya hai. Phone band kijiye. Chaliye." She said trying to imitate his strict voice. (Translation: Kiddo, it's time for you to go to sleep now. Turn off your phone. Come on
A Few Weeks Later... The next few weeks passed quietly. Not uneventfully there was always something happening in the haveli but quietly in the sense that neither Inaayat nor Ryker noticed just how much their lives had begun to change until the changes had already become a part of their everyday routine. The biggest change was Inaayat herself. The girl who had once barely eaten properly was now being fed regular, nutritious meals. Ryker had become almost annoyingly particular about what went onto her plate. Her meals were balanced, filling, and made with ingredients that actually gave her energy instead of simply making her stomach full. And Inaayat, slowly, was beginning to show the effects. She had gained some healthy mass. Her face had lost the faintly fragile sharpness it once carried, becoming softer and fuller. Her arms and legs looked healthier, and her body had begun filling out naturally. The curves that had previously been hidden beneath loose clothes were becoming more no
Rajasthan, India. It was a very dark night, more dark than an usual night. Stars were shining in the night sky like some lights in a dark room but still there was some gloominess present in the atmosphere like something bad was about to happen. All the birds, animals and creatures were back to the
She instantly realised her mistake and looked back at Nancy, like a kid caught stealing. Nancy looked away, shame and fear clouding her eyes due to being helpless. Inaayat started cleaning her collarbone area gently. "Ahhhh..." Nancy yelled in pain. Inaayat stopped mid-motion. The cloth froze in
He was very broken after that and no matter he tried he couldn't move on from her daughter and after many years when he saw Inaayat he couldn't stop himself from remembering her late daughter. So when Inaayat came into the haveli he took her responsibility and used to take care of her like a father
"Inu tumhe jana hai uske paas?" He questioned her directly making her feel nervous and she immediately moved her gaze down at her lap. (Translation: Inu do you want to go to him?) "Dekho Inu tumhe mujhse kuch bhi chhupane ki zaroorat nahi hai. Tum chahti ho usse baat karna?" He asked her about







