1ST NOVEMBER 11:59 PM

''HAPPY BIRTHDAY ABHIMAAN!''

''HAPPY ANNIVERSARY MUMMA PAPA!''

Abhimaan and his parents chimed in and were surprised to see each other with cakes.

''Abhimaan?'' Abhira asked, bewildered seeing a cake in his hand and his room decorated with her and Armaan's photos.

''Ah! I know its my birthday but its your anniversary too!'' Abhimaan exclaimed.

''So lets blow candles together!'' Armaan replied.

Both the parents and Abhimaan blew candles on their respective cakes.

''Happiest birhtday mera maan! Uparwala tujhe humesha khush rakhe, khushiyaan de dher saari, ekdum wholesale mein aur bohot saari tandrusti aur umar dein!'' Abhira blessed his son.

''Humare bete ko saari khushiyan mile, woh ek accha, saccha aur kamiyab vakeel bane aur justice keliye fight kare!'' Armaan added.

''Mere mumma aur papa ko dher saari khushiyaan mile, aise hi woh muskurate rahein, aur unhe humesha ek doosre ka saath naseeb ho,  harajanam, har jahaan'' Abhimaan replied.

''Baap re itni filmy baatein?'' Abhira asked

''Happy anniversary to my most lovely, wonderful people. Aur kal ka din sirf mere birthday nahi, aapki anniversary bhi hai jo aap log humesha bhulte aarahe hain. So kal ka din is dedicated to you two only. Shaam ko mera birthday celebrate kiya jayega, isiliye don't try to sacrifice it.''

''Accha baba theek hai, cake cut karlein?'' Armaan said and the trio cut the cakes and fed each other.

''So jayiye kal ek bohot pyaara surprise aap keliye wait kar raha!"

''Surprise?'' Abhira and Armaan asked together.

''Haan. Bas baatein kal karenge, goodnight!'' Abhimaan wished them and retreated to his room.

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2ND NOVEMBER- 9 AM.

Abhira and Armaan stood in awe as they gazed at the outfits laid out on the bed. The navy blue suit exuded sophistication, perfectly complementing Armaan's tall and confident stature. On the other side, the yellow gown adorned with sunflower prints seemed to beckon Abhira, encapsulating a charm that was both whimsical and elegant.

With a mischievous smile still lingering on their faces from Abhimaan's prank, the couple decided to embrace the unexpected and don the unfamiliar attire. Armaan, after adjusting his tie in the mirror, felt a newfound sense of poise and elegance in his tailored suit. Meanwhile, Abhira couldn't contain her joy as she twirled in the stunning gown, feeling like she had stepped into a fairy tale.

"Tu meri suraj aur main tera aasman," Armaan declared with a grin as he planted a gentle kiss on Abhira's cheek. She couldn't help but blush at his words.

"Mere cute-maan, you look dashing!" Abhira replied, admiring Armaan's transformation.
"You, my desi belle, look absolutely beautiful," Armaan complimented, unable to take his eyes off his wife.

As they made their way out of the room, Abhimaan's delighted face greeted them, adding to their excitement. "You both look absolutely stunning!" he exclaimed, his eyes gleaming with pride. Leading them outside, a beautifully decorated car awaited them, signaling that the surprises were far from over.

"Bohot kharcha kiya hai tune!" Abhira couldn't help but express her amazement.
"Mumma, please, today is about your and dad's anniversary. Just enjoy the moment," Armaan chimed in, urging his mother to let go of any worries about expenses.

"Abhira, c'mon! Our son has planned such a beautiful surprise for us. Let's go with the flow," Armaan added, nudging her to embrace the magic of the day''

"Okay, fine. Just a moment," Abhira sighed, her heart touched by the love and effort Abhimaan had put into making this day special for them.

Turning to Abhimaan, she cupped his cheek tenderly, her eyes welling up with tears. "Kuch nahi, just seeing you today brought tears of joy. Always stay as lovely as you are, Maan," she whispered, her voice full of emotion.

"Please, don't say such things, you'll make me tear up too. And now, give me a hug," Abhimaan responded, opening his arms wide as Armaan and Abhira enveloped him in a warm embrace, cherishing the bond they shared as a family.

"Alright, enough sentimental moments. It's time for you both to head out," Abhimaan chuckled, playfully ushering them towards the waiting car.
As Abhira settled into her seat, the flowing end of her gown caught onto Abhimaan's watch, creating a moment of laughter and fondness.

''Yeh lo mumma. Have a great day you two!'' Abhimaan exclaimed and waved a hand at them as the car pulled down the road. 

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''Are you sure?'' Viraj asked his detective.

''They live here- you see that house name plate? That one named Vermas'' The detective replied.

''They are Poddars aren't they?'' Viraj asked.

''They have changed their names. A conflict in the family, led them to leave the mansion and from 22 years they are living here with their only son- Abhimaan. Today is his birthday and Abhira and Armaan's 23rd anniversary. I have all the information. The son has planned a surprise for his parents and they are headed off to a place Kankavali which is thirty six minutes away from this place. Abhimaan has booked a garden for his parents and has it decorated for the day. In the evening they will be heading off to a restaurant to have dinner and celebrate with friends.

''They will not see their son tonight. They will not be able to see him. Abhimaan's birthday will be the saddest day in his life. He is going to lose his parents. FOREVER.'' Viraj muttered to himself as he saw the car going from the house.

''Your work ends here. Thank you. And I have transferred the money in your account. You may leave now" Viraj said to the detective, his voice darker and the detective left.

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''Yeh sab kya hai? Aaj holi toh nahi hai'' Asmita inquired seeing the plate of different colors on the table.

Ronit had messaged her to come in a white dress.

''Yeh sab rang hai, humare pyaar ka rang'' Ronit came from behind and hugged Asmita after parking the car. He had booked a garden for himself and her.

''Today is our engagement, just one hour thirty minutes left. Before we get engaged ritually, lets get drowned in the colours of love, my love!'' Ronit exclaimed and led Asmita near the table where colors were kept.

''You see this yellow one? This colour signifies gold, as well as the sun. May our love shine brightly like the sun and cross all the trials of fire by staying strong as gold'' Ronit said and applied the color on Asmita's face.

Asmita smiled heartily.

''This blue? Its the color of the sky, the oceans, the seas. The blue symbolizes depth and creativity.'' Asmita looked into Ronit's eyes and she could see the vast ocean of love reflecting back at her. Ronit gently smeared the blue color on Asmita's cheeks, whispering, "May our love be as vast and deep as the ocean, nurturing and inspiring us every day."

''You see this green? "This green represents growth, prosperity, and harmony. Like the flourishing leaves of a tree, may our love continue to grow, nourished by trust and understanding," Ronit whispered as he applied the green color tenderly on Asmita's forehead.

Asmita felt a surge of warmth in her heart, overwhelmed by the depth of emotions that colored their special moment. The garden around them seemed to come alive with the echoes of their love, celebrating the union that was about to be sealed.

"And this red, the color of passion and devotion. Let it remind us of the fire that burns within us, igniting our souls to love fiercely and protect each other always," Ronit murmured, his touch gentle yet filled with unspoken promises, as he completed the ritual by smudging the red color on Asmita's cheeks.

''This, my love, is the celebration of us. Of our love that knows no bounds, of our commitment to walk hand in hand through every shade and hue of life. Happy engagement, Asmita." Ronit said as he brushed his cheeks against hers, the colors smudging on his face as well.

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