Om Parvati pataye Har har Mahadev
The dining table was buzzing — plates clinking, soft gossip, light laughter.
Ritvik leaned back in his chair, stretching casually.
"Sach mai… aapka Banaras bohot acha hai," he said, genuinely impressed.
Shivanya shot him a look, half amused.
"Abhi Banaras dekha hi kaha hai tumne?"
Ritvik smirked.
"Toh tum dikha do."
Shivanya paused. Blinking. Speechless.
(Everyone tried not to laugh.)
Shrishti leaned forward, excitement sparkling in her eyes.
"Good idea! Kal hum sab youngers milkar Banaras ghoomenge! Subah–subah ghat… phir vaha ki kachori aur tapri wali chai , phir malaiyo ,baati chokha phir fruit lassi aur...
Shivanya immediately cut her off, raising a brow.
"Tu chup kar. Tera ghoomna nahi hota… sirf khana hota hai."
Everyone chuckled.
Ritvik pointed at Shrishti proudly.
"Bilkul. Ye shi planning kr rhi h pehle pait–pooja, phir kuch aur."
Shrishti and Ritvik shared a dramatic high-five.
Dhairya shook his head with a knowing sigh
"Dono ek jaise hi hain."
"Wahi toh," Shivanya said, rolling her eyes.
Ritvik turned to Shrishti, placing a hand on his chest dramatically.
"Toh… will you be my crime partner?"
Shrishti placed her hand on her heart with equal drama.
"Yes! Koi toh aaya adventurous… varna inn boring logon ke beech main akeli entertaining insaan thi."
Her tone was so serious that the whole table burst into laughter.
Isha folded her arms, giving everyone a firm "no-nonsense" look.
"Hum subah-subah chalenge… sab time par ready ho jaana," she said, her voice calm but clearly in big-sister mode.
Rudraksha glanced at her with a soft smile, eyes holding that warm admiring expression.
"Haan… koi late mat karna," he said, nazrein sirf Isha par tikki hui, tone teasing but full of affection.
Isha immediately looked away, pretending to adjust her dupatta, her cheeks turning the lightest shade of pink — an unavoidable blush she absolutely didn't want anyone to notice.
Kavya smiled, watching all the kids together.
"Aur main soch rahi hoon… subah Panditji ko bula kar date fix kara lein. Roka ki."
Ishika nodded instantly, face glowing.
"Haan bilkul sahi socha hai aapne."
On the other side, the elders shared soft smiles —
warmth, excitement, and the happiness of two families coming together filling the room.
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Bade apni khushiyon mein the…
chote apni masti mein…
aur dil apni khamosh kahaniyon mein.
Banaras ki subah shayad sirf ek trip nahi hogi…
kisi na kisi ke liye ek naya chapter hoga.
~~~Shrii