The soft morning light filtered through the curtains, casting a warm glow across the Shukla mansion. The house was quiet, but only for a moment, before the laughter of children filled the air.

In the living room, Shehnaaz sat on the plush sofa, a smile playing on her lips as she watched Sidharth, who was kneeling on the floor, holding their son, Ekansh. The little boy, now four years old, was giggling uncontrollably as Sidharth tried to make funny faces at him. Ekansh, with his wide eyes and curly hair, had inherited his father's serious demeanor but his mother's playful spirit.

"Papa, again!" Ekansh demanded, pointing at his father with a tiny finger, his face lighting up with excitement.

Sidharth smiled and complied, making a face so exaggerated that Ekansh burst into a fit of laughter, his tiny hands clapping joyously.

Shehnaaz, watching the two of them together, felt a deep sense of contentment settle in her heart. These moments, moments with Sidharth, with Ekansh....were the pieces of her life that she cherished most.

Alaia, their second child, toddled into the room, her chubby little legs carrying her with an adorable waddle. She had just turned one, with her dark eyes sparkling with curiosity. The moment she saw her father, she stretched out her arms, calling for him.

"Papa!" she squealed, her voice full of innocence.

Sidharth, ever the doting father, immediately picked her up, lifting her high into the air, making her giggle as she held on tightly to his shirt.

"Alaia, my princess," he cooed, kissing her cheek.

Shehnaaz watched her children with a heart full of love. It was not just the beauty of motherhood; it was the miracle of how everything had come together. After years of uncertainty, after the ups and downs,  and every other challenge they had faced, this was their reward. Their children, their love, their family.

Ekansh ran over to Shehnaaz, pulling on her saree. "Mumma, look at me!" he announced, spinning around in circles, his laughter ringing through the room.

Shehnaaz pulled him onto her lap, holding him close as he continued to giggle. "Aap kitne jaldi bade ho rahe ho, Ekansh" she whispered softly in his ear, kissing the top of his head.

"Maa bacche itne jaldi kiu bade hote hai?" She asked Rita maa who was sitting there.

She chuckle "main bhi yahi sochti thi aur ab dekho dadi ban kar bethi hu itne saaro ki"

Shehnaaz smile and move her head in disbelief "wo dekhiye aa rahe hai aapke pote" she point towards the gate where Vidyut and Nisha coming inside with their twins boys Luv and Kush. They both are 1 year younger to Ekansh.

Avni and Neil give birth to a baby girl who is 2 years old now. They named her Aditi.

Kushal and Meeti get married two years ago and they give birth to a Baby boy.  They name their baby Krish.

Meanwhile our Rudra was engaged with a girl name Prisha. Ashnoor was doing her internship.

"Dadiiii" Luv and Kush run towards Rita maa and hug her.

"Kesa raha nani ke ghar ka tour"

"Acha tha but we missed you" Luv said and hug her.

Sidharth joined them on the couch, with Alaia still cradled in his arms. The family sat together, the children playing happily, the parents exchanging smiles filled with understanding and gratitude. Life had been full of challenges, but it was these moments, the small but profound moments of togetherness, that made everything worth it.

"Sidharth kiu na hum baccho ko lekar farmhouse chale?" Shehnaaz asked with excitement.

"No a bad idea bacche gaye bhi nahi hai, haina mom"

"Hmm idea acha hai to ek baar sabko ghar aane dete hai phir baat karte hai sabse"

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Ekansh, tugged at Sidharth's sleeve. "Papa, aaj hum picnic ja rahe hai mujhe dadi ne bataya"

Sidharth chuckled, his heart full of affection for his son. "Yes, Hum sab jayenge picnic apne farmhouse par bass thodi der me nikalte hai, We have to get your sister ready, too."

Alaia, now curious, reached out for her brother's hand, and Ekansh eagerly took it, leading her around the room as they both giggled in unison.

As the day stretched on, the family prepared to go out, the house now filled with the excitement of a day spent together. Shehnaaz stood in the kitchen, packing a small picnic basket for the outing, when Sidharth walked up behind her, wrapping his arms around her waist.

She turned to face him, her eyes full of love. "Kya hya Mr Shukla kuch zyda hi pyaar nahi aa raha hai aapko?" she teased, though she already knew the answer.

He grinned, pressing a kiss to her forehead. "Tch, pyaar to mujhe hamesha aata hai, just wanted to remind you how lucky I'm to have you by my side, in 5 saalo me mere har khushi me mere har gham me tumne mera saath diya hai"

Her eyes glistened with emotion, and she placed her hand over his "Sidharth. Humne bohot kuch dekha hai but hum wo cheez change nahi kar sakte. I'm just so grateful to have you... and Ekansh... and Alaia... to call my family."

"Forever" he said softly. "We'll be together, always."

"Are meri aakho ki virginity chali jayegi aap log kya kar rahe ho" Rudra said while peeking from his hand which was coverd his eyes.

"Zyda bakwas mat kar mujhe pata hai kitna Virgin hai tu" Sidharth said in irritating tone as he disturb his romance.

"Sidharth, ghar me bacche hai" Shehnaaz slap his arms.

"Are to shurwat isne kari, fiancé hai na teri ja jakar uske saath apni aakho ki virginity dur kar"

"Haan taaki aap khulam khula pyaar kar sako haina do bacche ho gaye hai sharam nahi aati aapko ab"

Shehnaaz slap her head hearing them.

"Rudra kya kaam tha?" Shehnaaz asked him.

"Bhabhi wo main keh raha tha nutrela ke sandwich bhi rakhna"

Sidharth laughed "kya rudy shadi hone wali hai bacche karne ki umar me baccho wali harqate karta phir raha hai"

"Main jo bhi karu aapko kya, bhabhi sambhal lo apne pati ko" he said angrily

"Sidharth"

"Arey acha theek hai banao iske nutrela ke sandwiches aur ek kaam karna Alaia ka cerelac rakha hai na wo bhi le lena" he chuckle and left from there.

Rudra shout from behind and follow him.

"Shehnaaz mujhe nahi rehna tere us devar ke saath" Meeti enter with an angry face.

"Correction tere pati ke saath tujhe nahi rehna na!"

"Ha wahi"

"Ab kya hua?"

"Are Krish ne meri lipstick tod di aur wo kamina has raha tha"

"Sharam kar le pati hai tera wo"

"Pati baad me dushman pehle hai mera wo"

Shehnaaz laughed on her crazy bestie, she love Kushal to no end but cursed him also.

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Their hands intertwined, a silent promise between them, a promise of love that had been tested by time and challenges but had only grown stronger.

As they left the house, stepping into the warmth of the day, Shehnaaz looked at Sidharth, Ekansh, and Alaia, and she knew, without a doubt, that their story was just beginning. The years would pass, and more challenges might come, but together, they would face it all. Their love was a bond forged in the most unexpected of circumstances, but it was a bond that would endure forever.

And as the family headed toward the farmhouse , the laughter of their children echoing in the background, Shehnaaz could not help but feel a deep sense of peace. This was home. This was where she belonged. And this was just the beginning of a lifetime of love, together.

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"Hi" they both hear a crispy voice and turn.

"Kashish" Shehnaaz hug her tightly.

"How are you hone wale samdhi ji" Kashish said to Sidharth, Shehnaaz stop herself from laughing.

Sidharth huffed and hug Rishi.

"Tum kiu meri beti ke piche padhi ho?"

"Arey socho na mera beta aapka damad its gonna be to much fun" Kashish giggled.

"Acha tum dono andar chalo" Shehnaaz said to them.

"Haan haan mujhe mere hone wali bahu se milna hai kidhar hai Alaia" she said and run inside with her 4 years old son Kunal and 1 year old daughter Aarohi.

"Rishi bhai samjha na usko" Sidharth said with pleaded tone.

"Bhai main to bolta hu wo samjhti nahi, koi na chhord tu usko"

Shehnaaz laughed on his face "kya aap bhi Sidharth wo mazak karti hai, chhoriye aur chaliye andar" she drag him inside.

Inside, the house was bustling with warmth and joy. Kashish and Rishi mingled with Family, everyone exchanging laughter and stories. The festive atmosphere was contagious.

Little Alaia, dressed in a cute little dress, spotted her mother and ran over, her tiny feet pattering across the floor. "Mumma!" she called, stretching her arms up for Shehnaaz to pick her up.

Shehnaaz lifted her up, planting a kiss on Alaia's cheek. "Meri pyaari bacchi" she whispered, brushing back a lock of her daughter's hair. Ekansh, noticing his sister in their mother's arms, ran over as well, tugging on Sidharth's sleeve for attention.

"Papa, mujhe bhi uthao!" he insisted, his eyes shining with excitement.

Sidharth bent down and lifted Ekansh up, the boy resting comfortably against his father's shoulder. It was moments like these, with his family close, that made Sidharth feel like the luckiest man in the world. He looked over at Shehnaaz, who met his gaze with a warm smile. They did not need words... there was a quiet understanding between them, a shared sense of gratitude for everything they had built together.

Kashish noticed the little family moment and approached them, nudging Sidharth playfully. "Toh, hone wale samdhi banne ka khayal kaisa lag raha hai?" She teased, causing both Shehnaaz and Sidharth to laugh.

Sidharth shook his head with a mock sigh. "Tum mujhe chain se jeene bhi dogi ya nahi?"

Shehnaaz chuckled, holding Alaia close as she teased him, "mujhe rishta manzur hai wese"

Sidharth sighed, feigning exasperation, but his eyes sparkled with amusement.
"O hello excuse me, main Alaia ko kahi nahi jaane de raha" he hug her closed to his heart. His family laughed on his over protective nature.

Together, the family walked further into the party, surrounded by love, laughter, and the warmth of their friends and family.

As the night wore on, Shehnaaz and Sidharth stole glances at each other amidst the celebration, both realizing just how far they had come. From their first uncertain steps together to this night filled with laughter and joy, they had built a life they could be proud of.

With Ekansh and Alaia in their arms, they knew that this was just the beginning of countless beautiful memories yet to come. And as they celebrated, surrounded by those who meant the most to them, one thing was clear: they were truly, deeply blessed.

The End.

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