Jidhar bhi dekhu udhar
Tum hi tum ho,
Duniyaa hi meri ab toh
Tum hi tum ho,
Rom rom mein bas
gaye is tarah ki,
main hi nhi mujh mein
Tum hi tum ho.
Aisa toh kahniyon mein
padha hai,
Mujh mein jhalakte
Tum hi tum ho.
Tumse pare ab kuch bhi nhi,
Nazro mein ab bas
Tum hi tum ho.
Tum yuhi rehna
mujh mein samaye,
Aur main kahu har taraf
Tum hi tum ho.

Jab hum zindagi ka woh raasta paar kar lete hai..jahan dard, dukh, pareshani jaise jazbaat kewal ek shabd bankar reh jaate hai, tab khushiyaan usi raaste ke kisi mod par muskurate hue mil hi jaati hai. Kabhi raaste ke un chote mote kankaro mein, toh kabhi rang birange titli aur phoolon mein, ya kabhi gali mein khelte hue un bacchon mein. Aisi hi kuch choti choti cheezein Sameer Naina ki badi badi khushiyon ki memory list mein shaamil thi. Woh khushiyaan jo choti hokar bhi unke liye bahut badi thi, jinka na naam tha, na thikana, na waqt tha aur na hi fasana. Tha kuch agar unke pass toh ek yaadon ka pitara aur dher saare shabdo ka sahara.

Naina- Prem ab toh bahar aa jayu.

Prem- No Mumma abhi room mein hi raho. And don't disturb me.

Meanwhile, Naina opens the almirah of her room on that late night when her gaze falls onto a box, containing so many itmes, so many memories of her little happiness. The first thing that she take out is a book; her book, their second written book "My Little Happiness by Naina Maheshwari and Sameer Maheshwari".
Pulling a chair, she sat down and while caressing the cover page she realized how it all begun for the second time.

Flashback starts.
Sameer- Mana ki Maa ban gayi ho, lekin khud ko kyu bhul rhi ho Naina.

Naina- Kya bol rhe ho Sameer.
Aur jo bhi bolna hai ek toh dheere bolo, tumhari yeh laadli ko sulane mein ghante lag jate hai aur jagane mein ek second.

He sat down besides her who was swinging the baby's cot.

Sameer- Yehi bol rha hoon ki humari beti ke bed time, meal time, nap time, play time, wake time, massage time, bath time, walk time, snuggle time ke beech mein tum apna liye, khud ke liye time kab nikalogi. Tumhara khud ka "me time", jahan tumhe apne alawa kisi ke baare mein nhi sochna hai. Jahan tumhe khud ke alawa kisi aur ko khush nhi karna hai.

He forwards a pen and a new diary to her.

Sameer- Likho..phir se. Aur ek kitaab Hit hone ke baad chup nhi baithte. Balki aur likhte hai.

Naina- Par kya likhu..humari kahani toh likh di na. Main, Tum, humara parivaar, Prem..aur yeh tumhari Princess ki entry bhi toh kara di thi. Ab aur kya bacha hai.

Sameer- Apne baare mein likho, apni sabse badi khushi ke baare mein likho. Aur jab likh lo apni kahani tab mujhe de dena, main use kavitayon se saja dunga.

As he left, she turns her face back to the cot and looks at the biggest happiness of her life, her daughter who was sleeping soundly there.

Naina(to herself)- Meri sabse badi khushi, yani meri yeh choti si jaan - Meri Beti.
Flashback ends

As she flips the pages of her written book she read what had been written years back, what had been experienced years back, but still today it is as shining in the memories as the glowing moon outside.

Kisne kaha khushiyon ki aawaz nhi hoti, meri is choti si khushi ki aawaz mein kitni chanak thi, yeh main hi janti hoon. Ek choti si chanak ne humari pyaar ki sargam ko poora kar diya tha. Ek naya surr bankar, ek naya saaj likhkar, aur ek naya sangeet rachkar.

Flashback starts
Sameer- Naina achi lag rhi hai na yeh Payal iske pairon mein.

Sameer closes the hook of anklet around her daughter's tiny feet.

Naina- Lekin abhi toh isne chalna bhi shuru nhi kiya.

Sameer- Ab kuch toh lana hi tha apni Princess ke liye, har shaam ghar lautte waqt. Aur beshak chalke nhi dikhati hai abhi par dekho apne per hilake is payal ki khanak toh sunati hi hai na.

Naina- Khanak nhi buddhu Chanak. Itne saal ho gaye lekin tum ab tak fark nhi samajh paye na.

Sameer- Tum ho na samjhane ke liye humesha.

Their eyelock breaks with the 'Chanak' of little anklets. Sameer goes to Maina's side and places his lips on her ankles.

Naina- Lagta hai ise apne Papa ki layi hui Chanak pasand aayi hai.

Sameer- Aur uski Mumma ko pasand aayi ya nhi.

He shows a pair of big anklets.

Naina- Roz aise hi tohfe laate rahoge toh lutt jayoge ek din. Mere liye kya jarurat thi lane ki, thi toh shi mere pass.

Sameer- Choti Naina ke liye lata aur Badi Naina ke liye nhi..aisa kaise ho sakta tha.
And don't worry, tumhare laadle ke liye bhi kuch laya hoon.
Ab Khud pehnogi ya pehnani padegi.

She raises her feet towards him. And he makes her wear the anklets one by one.
Flashback ends.

Naina takes out the small silver anklets from the same box and hears its sound.

Naina(to herself)- Pata nhi yeh payal choti pad gayi hai ya ise pehanne wali badi ho gayi hai. Lekin in dono ki chanak aaj bhi waise hi barkarar hai.

Flipping the next page of the book, she smiled.

Khushiyon ki sirf aawaz ya chanak nhi hua karti..balki yeh bolti bhi hai, baatein bhi karti hai. Aur shabdo ke mayne kya hote hai unse puchiye jo taraste hai in khushiyon ke ek ek shabd sunne ke liye. Meri khushiyon ka ek pyaar bhara shabd.

Flashback starts.
Sameer- Lagi shart woh Papa hi bolegi.

Naina- Har baccha sabse pehle Maa hi bolta hai. Toh woh bhi Maa hi bolegi.

Prem- Main batayu ki meri sister kya bolegi.
Woh Bhaiya bolegi.

Naina- Nhi Prem..Maa sabse easy word hai toh woh Maa ya Mumma hi bolegi.

Sameer- Easy word matlab?
Ek Topper ki beti hai toh easy word toh bilkul nhi bolegi.

Prem- Means Bhaiya bolegi. Mumma aur Papa se difficult toh Bhaiya bolna hai na.

Sameer- Nhi Prem..itna difficult bhi nhi bol payegi. Woh bahut choti hai na abhi. Isiliye Bhaiya nhi bol payegi.

Prem- Mumma..

Naina- Kya hai Sameer, mere bete ko subah subah rula diya. Jao tum Office, aur Prem smile karo aur School jayo.

In afternoon, she calls Sameer in Office and deliberately muted the call.

Sameer- Hello Naina..haan bolo.

Naina- Maina ek baar phir se bolke dikhao, jo Mumma kitnr dino se aapko seekha rhi hai.

Sameer- Hello Naina..Hello..

He was about to disconnect it as not geeting any voice from the other side, but stopped on hearing a particular word as when Naina unmutes the call.

Maina- PA..PA..

Sameer- Naina..

Naina- Umm..bolo..

Sameer- Tum nhi, meri beti. Usne bola, meri beti ne apna first word bola..Papa bola usne Naina. Use kaho na ek baar phir se bolke dikhaye. Princess ek baar aur bolo..Papa.

Maina- Papa..

Sameer- Naina..
Naina..tum sun rhi ho na. Mujhe dekhna hai use. Main aata hoon abhi.

Naina- Koi jarurat nhi hai. Maine record kar liya hai yeh sab. Shaam ko ghar aakar dekh lena apni beti ko. Ab toh usne roz yehi shabd dohrana hai. And Bye 'Papa'.
Flashback ends.

She saw an audio device, plays it and hears the one single word on loop.

Naina(to herself)- Humari beti ka pehla shabd Papa ke alawa aur kahan kuch ho sakta tha. Kyuki tumne use jitna pyaar diya hai utna shayad main nhi de pati. Aur phir Topper ki beti thi, use kuch seekhati toh waise kaise na kehti.
Lekin waqt kitni jaldi beet jata hai, tab sirf apni beti ka ek shabd sunne ka intezaar karte the aur ab uske chup hone ka intezaar karte hai. Is maamle mein thpfi si mujh par hi gayi hai, tabhi toh 24 ghante apni chatar patar sunati rehti hai.

She again turns the page of the book.

Khushiyon ki ek pehchaan bhi hua karti hai..beshak choti hi sahi. Lekin yeh choti si pehchaan un pehchaan dene walo ke liye bahut badi hua karti hai.

Flashback starts.
Sameer was braiding the hairs of a 3 year old girl while make her sitting on his lap.

Sameer- Princess bas kuch der ki baat hogi, phir Papa School lene aa jayege.
Haan..darna bilkul bhi mat. Aur Teacher agar daante toh mujhe aake batana, main aapka School change karwa dunga.

Maina- Aah Papa..aapne mere hairs pull kiye.

Sameer- Oops..Sorry Sorry..main abhi sahi kar deta hoon.

He strokes her hairs gently and then kissed on her head.

Sameer- Princess pakka School jana hai.

She innocently nods her head.

Maina- Mumma kehti hai ki School jane wale kids Intel..In..

Naina- Intelligent bante hai.

Naina sets the pleats of tunic of her daughter and makes her wear the school ID Card around her neck.

Naina- Maina yeh Tiffin main bag main daal rhi hoon, ache se complete karna.

Maina- Cutlets hi hai na isme. Different shapes wale jaise maine kahe the.

Naina- Haan meri Maa..jaise kahe the waise hi banaye hai.

Maina- Aur Chesse daala hai na isme. Aur woh Carrot aur Cap..Cap..toh nhi daali.

Naina- Nhi daali Carrot aur tumhari Capsicum.

Bela and Vishakha come over there and chuckles on witnessing the same.

Bela- Shi mein teri hi beti hai Naina. Bachpan mein tu bhi mujhe aise hi khaane mein tang kiya karti thi.

Vishakha- Aur ab tumhari beti tumhe kar rhi hai.

Naina- Par Maa main itna tang nhi kiya karti thi. Jitna yeh mujhe karti hai.

Anand- Meri naatin kahan kisi ko tang karti hai.

Vivek- Aur toh aur kitni hoshiyar hai humari yeh Choti Naina.

While everyone was busy in talking, Maina opens her Tiffin and scans every piece of cutlet one by one in her hands.

Naina- Maina kya kar rhe ho yeh. Sab kharab ho jayege.

Maina- Main check kar rhi hoon Mumma. Aapne kaha ki aapne Carrot aur Cap nhi daali. Nhi daali toh yeh Orange Orange aur Green Green kya hai.

Naina- Ohh yeh..woh bataya toh tha maine ki ab Cheese alag alag colours ke aate hai.
Aur kya seekhaya tha Mumma ne aapko.

Maina- Red Cheese se Heart acha hota hai, Orange Cheese se eyes dark mein bhi dekh sakti hai, Yellow Cheese se kids jaldi grow hote hai, Green Cheese se kabhi sick nhi padte hai, Blue cheese se brain strong banta hai aur White Cheese se energy milti hai.

Naina- Very Good. Mere bacche ko toh sab yaad hai.

Sameer(to Naina)- Itni tarah ka Cheese aata hai kya Market mein. Mujhe toh pata hi nhi tha.

Naina- Chup raho..sun legi toh phir khayegi nhi.
Aur Red Cheese matlab Apple, Orange Cheese matlab Carrot, Yellow matlab Pineapple, Green matlab Spinach, Blue matlab Berries aur White matlab Paneer. Jis din ise jis colour ka cheese khana hota hai woh Fruit ya Vegetable daal deti hoon. Aur yeh bhi use apna Coloured Cheese samajhke khushi khushi kha leti hai.

Sameer- Toh matlab meri beti ko tim roz Buddhu banati ho.

Naina- Banane ki jarurat hi kya hai..afterall Buddhu Papa ki beti hai. Thoda asar toh hoga hi.

Sameer- Acha..toh Topper Mumma ka koi asar nhi padta.

Later, both Sameer and Naina drops their childs to the school.

Naina- Sameer..chod do haath Maina ka ab. Jaane do.
Aur Prem..Mumma ki baat yaad hai na.

Prem- Yes Mumma..ab toh main Big Brother hoon. Main apni Sister ka dhyaan rakhuga. Chal Maina, main na tujhe Playground dikhata hoon sabse pehle.

Maina- Bhaiyu..aap mujhe wahan jhulayoge na swings par.

Prem- Haan par sirf chote wale jhoole par.

Leaving her father's hand, and clutching her brother's hand, she enters the school premises. Turning around, she waves at her parents.

Maina- Bye Mumma Papa.

Naina- Sameer..royoge kya ab.
School gayi hai sirf, Vidaai nhi ho rhi hai tumhari beti ki.

Sameer- Main karuga bhi nhi uski Vidaai. Meri beti humesha mere saath hi rahegi. Yaad rakhna meri baat.

Naina- We'll see.
Flashback ends.

Naina takes out an Identity Card from the box, her daughter's first School ID Card having a photo of a child with two braids along with the name 'Maina Maheshwari'.
Then she takes out her lunchbox having a doll printed on it.

Naina(to herself)- Yeh choti choti cheezein shayad sabko bekar ka samaan lage, par main janti hoon ki kisi waqt yeh meri bacchi ki favourite hua karti thi. Jise dekhkar uske chehre par ek badi si hasi aa jati thi. Kitna pasand tha yeh Tiffin use..lekin aaj bhi utne hi nakhre dikhati hai khaane mein. Aur yeh ID Card.. uski khud ki pehchaan ka pehla kadam tha. Sameer aur Naina Maheshwari ki beti - Maina Maheshwari.

Then she again turns the page of the book.

Khushiyaan jab aati hai toh sabki zindagiyaan rangeen kar jaati hai lekin inka apna bhi ek rang hua karta hai. Meri khushi ka toh tha jo hae taraf chhaya hua tha..aapki ka bhi jarur hoga. Kya pata bas dhundne ki jarurat ho.

Flashback starts.
Naina was oiling Prem's hairs, while he in turn masaaging his father's and Sameer was doing some wonders with Maina's hairs.

Maina- Papa meri new Pink doll wali Hairpin bhi toh lagao.

Naina- Maina..raat ko sote waqt kyu pin lagani hai.

Sameer- Uska mann hai Naina toh lagane do use.

Naina- Aur lakar do tum use yeh sab. Ek din khelti hai in sab se aur phir haath bhi nhi lagati. Poore ghar ko Pink bana diya hai tum baap-beti ne. Pink School Bag, Pink Geometry box, Pink Pencil, Pink Dresses, Pink Shoes, Pink Water Bottle, Pink Hairband..sab Pink chahiye Madam ko. Itna bhi kya Pink se pyaar.

Maina turns her face and looks at Naina.

Maina- Because Mumma..I love Pink.
Chalo ab meri turn. Papa Ghumo..Bhaiyu ne oil laga diya hai, ab main aapka Hairstyle banayugi.

Sameer- Princess rehne dete hai na..bahut funny lagta hai.

Naina- Banwao banwao, mano iski har baat..aur ache se banana Maina.

Maina smiled and starts combing Sameer's hairs through the front before gathering them into a fountain hairstyle. Seeing this, Naina and Prem starts laughing a loud.

Sameer- Haso mat tum dono..aur Princess ab yeh Clips toh rehne do kum se kum.

Maina- Papa aap in Pink clips mein aur Handsome lagoge. Aur phir main aur aap Matching Matching bhi ho jayege.

Naina- Sach mein kuch zyada hi 'Handsome' lag rhe ho.

Maina- Bhaiyu..chalo ab aapki baari. Main aapka konsa Hairstyle banayu.

Prem- Mumma..ise samjhao na.

Naina- Main kya samjhayu, jab pehli baar banaya tha toh badi khushi khushi bana rhe the na dono. Ab baap-bete apne baalon ko toh bhool hi jao.
Flashback ends.

On seeing the same Pink Hair Clips, Naina shakes her head.

Naina(to herself)- Pata nhi iska yeh Pink fever kabhi utrega bhi ya nhi. Haan lekin yeh sab Sameer ki wajah se hi hai..khud hi use sab Pink mein lakar deta tha aur phir khud bhugatta bhi tha. Mujhe toh apne baalon ko haath bhi nhi lagane deta tha aur apni beti se khushi khushi weird Hairstyles banwata tha. Aur uski isi raah par uska beta bhi chal pada tha.

Flipping the next page, she read.

Khushiyon ka swaad chakha hai kya aapne kabhi. Chakhke dekhiyega..bahut hi atrangi, nhi nhi satrangi hota hai.

Flashback starts.
Sameer- Naina..ek aur. Mera Gobhi wala.

Prem- Mumma mera bhi ek aur..Palak wala.

Maina- Mumma mere do aur..Paneer wale.

Naina- Do aur khane hai abhi..teen Paranthe kha chuki ho na already. Aur nhi milege.

Sameer- Naina..baccha maang rha hai toh de do. Usme kya hai.

Prem- Haan Mumma..aap mere hisse ka bhi Maina ko de do.

Naina- Arey 4 saal ki hai woh..aur is umar ke bacche itna kahan khaate hai. Dekho weight bhi kitna badh rha hai uska.

Looking at her daughter's sullen face, Naina pulls her ear softly.

Naina- Aur yeh utre hua chehre ka magic sirf Papa aur aapke Bhaiyu par chalta hai. Nautanki kahin ki.

Maina starts giggling as caught by her mother.

Naina- Bana ke laati hoon Paneer Parantha. Haan par do nhi ek hi milega.

As she goes in the Kitchen. Maina winks to her father and brother.

Naina- Lo pakdo..Garam hai Parantha..mooh mat jala baithna.

The little one opens her mouth gesturing Naina to make her eat. She also feeds her after looking at Sameer.

Naina(to herself)- Bilkul apne Papa jaisi hai. Dono ko aise hi khilana padta hai.

Maina- Butter toh aur lagao.

Both Prem and Sameer puts lot of butter on her Parantha.
After completing the breakfast, Maina gets up from her lap and goes in the kitchen alongwith Sameer and Prem.

Naina- Ab kahan ja rhe ho tum teeno.
Arey batao toh shi.

Maina keeping a finger on her mouth, silently telling her mother to keep silence.
A while later, all three of them comes with three plates respectively.

Naina- Ab yeh kya hai.

Maina, Prem & Sameer- Aloo Paranthe.

Maina- Mumma mera sabse acha hai, maine apne Kitchen Set se banaya hai.

Prem- Tera toh bahut small hai. Mera big hai.

Sameer- Par sabse bada toh mera hai.

They all simultaneously brings three bites in front of Naina, which she eats one by one from their hands.

Maina- Acha bana hai na.

Naina- Haan..bas namak daalna bhool gaye ho tum teeno.
Flashback ends.

Naina brings out small cookware sets from the box, again in someone's favourite colour - Pink. Seeing the small rolling board and pin, she thought to herself.

Naina(to herself)- Smallest Parantha lekin Bestest Parantha tha woh ek Maa ke liye. Bina namak ke hi shi, par pyaar se bhara hua tha. Meri beti ne jo banaya tha. Lekin iska yeh Chakla Belan jabarsasti cheenna pada tha. Roz sabko is par khaana bana bana ke khilati rehti thi..Master Chef Papa ki Super Chef Beti.

Reading the next page of the book, she smiled.

Khushiyon ki ek tasveer bhi hoti hai..aisi tasveer jisme aap apni hi parchai dekh sakte hai, bilkul waise jaise aaine mein khud ko dekh paate hai.

Flashback starts.
Sameer- Joker lag rhe hai na hum dono Prem. Aur tune Pagdi chupa di na achi jagah par. Ab woh nhi pehanne wala.

Prem- Dandiya function mein hum sab normal kapde nhi pehan ke ja sakte kya Papa. Yeh Ghagra pehanna jaruri hai kya.

Sameer- Ghagra nhi..kya bola tha Naina ne.

Prem- Kediyu..haina.

Sameer- Main kyu hi mana Naina ki baat..uske Surprise ke chakkar mein. Chal dekhkar aate hai..teri Mumma aur meri Princess ko.

Naina- Koi jarurat nhi hai..hum dono aa gaye.

There she was, standing in a Chaniya Choli, holding Maina's hand who is exactly looking like her mother wearing the same colour of little Ghagra Choli.

Maina- Papa main kaisi lag rhi hoon.

Sameer goes there and lifts her.

Sameer- Bilkul Princess jitni beautiful.

Maina- Mumma se bhi zyada?

Looking at Naina, he don't want to answer.

Sameer- Haan..aapki Mumma se bhi zyada.

Prem- Aap dono toh ekdum same to same lag rhe ho.

Sameer- Main ek photo click karta hoon. Chalo smile karo.

After clicking the photo, both the kids goes towards the car. And as Naina is about to go, Sameer held her from her shoulders.

Naina- Kya kar rhe ho Sameer. Bacche neeche khade honge.

Sameer- Waise aaj Photo kheechte waqt, mujhe relaize hua ki meri beti sachmuch Choti Naina hi hai.

Naina- Meri beti ko najar mat laga dena. Janti hoon bahut sundar lag rhi thi woh.

Sameer- Aur yeh janti ho ki uski Mumma kaisi lag rhi thi.

Naina- Ab agar tum yeh batane yahan rukoge, toh dono bacche upar aa jayege. Aur phir hum nhi ja payege. Isiliye chalo ab.

Be he again held her.

Naina- Ab kya hua.

Sameer- Dori khul gayi hai tumhari Choli ki.

He shifts her hairs aside and then ties the dori of her blouse, taking his own time. As his warm breath teases her a little.

Naina- Fatafat bandho..yeh jo tumhe Dori bandhte waqt Romance soojhta hai na, main ache se janti hoon sab.

Sameer- Toh kyu janti ho itne ache se.

Stopping him, and nudging his beard with her fingertips.

Naina- Waise ache lag rhe ho tum bhi is Kediyu mein. Haan par mere bete se kum.

After praising him, she starts giggling.

Sameer- Chalo neeche tumhare bacche intezaar kar rhe hai.
Flashback ends.

Seeing the picture clicked on that day, Naina felt overwhelmed.

Naina(to herself)- Meri Beti..Meri sabse badi khushi.

Reading the last page of her book, Naina closed it and the box too.
She gets up from the chair, looks at the wall clock and then at the bed where Sameer and Maina were sleeping soundly in the same positions with their mouth opens.
She goes there and caresses their faces. Feeling her near to him, he opens his eyes and stares at her.

Naina- Happy Birthday!

Seeing his unsatisfied look from her wish, she places her lips on his.

Naina- Ab khush. Ise bhi uthao ab.

Sameer- Princess..utho. Dekho 12 baj gaye.

Naina- Maina..chal uth ja.

The both kissed on their daughter's cheeks, then she opens her big bubbly eyss.

Naina & Sameer- Happy Birthday!

Maina- Happy Birthday Papa.

She throws her small arms around her father's neck and hugs him tightly.
Naina coughs to draw their attention.

Naina- Mumma ko toh koi hug bhi nhi karta.

Sameer and Maina gestures each other, and then takes Naina into a bone crushing hug.

Naina- Ab chodo. Aur yeh lo apna Gift..Mumma Papa ki taraf se.

She gave a toothy smile with her new teeths. Opening it, she founds a big doll.

Naina- Yehi chahiye thi na.

Maina- Yes Mumma..yehi wali. Aapne mere Papa ko kya gift diya.

Naina- Aapke Papa ko..Umm..

Sameer- Princess..aapki Mumma ne aapke Papa ko bhi ek Doll hi di.

Maina- Kahan hai aapke wali Doll..dikhao?

Sameer- Kahan hai..kahan hai..yahan hai.

He pinches Maina's nose, to which she grinns.

Maina- Acha toh main hoon aapki Doll. Papa main apni new Doll ka kya naam rakhu. Naina hi rakhe.

Naina- Bilkul nhi. Do Naina bahut hai..teen teen Naina nhi chahiye mujhe. Aur tum dono ko aur koi naam nhi soojhta kya.

Both father-daughter giggles on Naina's reaction. That's when Prem enters the room with all other elders. Everyone wished them. Sameer takes the blessings of his and Naina's parents.

Maina- Aise kon wish karta hai bina gift ke. Very Bad Bhaiyu..

Prem- Yaad rakhiyo yeh baat mere Birthday par bhi tu. Humesha mujhe gift mein Chocolates lakar deti hai aur khud hi kha jati hai.
Par main tera big brother hoon na, main lekar aaya hoon tere liye gift..woh bhi 5, ab 5 saal ki jo ho gayi hai tu aaj.

Maina- Toh do.

Prem- Abhi Mood nhi hai.
Kal dekhte hai. Good Night.

Maina- Bhaiyu..

Prem- Ab rone mat lag jaiyo. Deta hoon. Pakad sabse pehle apne Chocolates, yeh le teri Scrap Book, tera nayi Geometry box Barbie Doll wali jaisi woh Jia ke pass thi, yeh Basket ball aur..

Maina- Aur 5th gift toh dikaho.

Prem- Yeh Greeting Card maine banaya.

Maina- Papa dekho isme mera kya naam likha hai Bhaiyu ne 'Naina-Maina'.

Anand- Arey dekho uske Nana Nani kya laye hai apni Gudiya ke liye.

Bela- Bhagwan jhooth na bulaye ji..lekar toh main hi aayi thi Vishakha behan ke saath. Kyu Vishakha behan.

Vishakha- Haan beta yeh Gifts sirf tumhari Nani aur sirf tumhari Dadi ki taraf se hai.

Vivek- Arey bhala yeh kya baat hui. Aur bhul gayi Vishakha.. Shaadi mein phere lete waqt kaha tha ki jo kuch bhi ek ka hoga, woh dusre ka bhi hoga.

Maina- Silence..kitni fight karte ho aap bade log.
Chalo Papa, hum dono Cake cut karne chalte hai.

All goes in the hall and was amazed to see the decorations.

Naina- Pata hai Sameer..yeh sab Prem ne khud kiya hai. Mujhe tak bahar nhi aane diya tha. Bahut pyaar karta hai apni behan se.

Sameer- Upar se jitna marzi yeh dono ek dusre ko tang kar le par ek sach toh yeh bhi hai ki dono bhai behan ek dusre ke bina nhi reh paate.
5 saal pehle jab meri beti hum sabki life mein aayi thi toh 4 saal ke mere bete ko sabse pyaara khelne wala saathi mil gaya tha. Jab meri beti ne pehli baar apna kadam uthaya tha toh uska ek haath maine pakda tha aur dusra Prem ne, woh bhi bilkul ek baap ki tarah. Jab School ke pehle din hi woh wahan rone lagi thi, toh use apna Tiffin khilake Prem ne hi chup karaya tha. Aur School mein jab ek ladke ne use Moti kehke tang kiya tha tab Prem ne kya daraya tha use. 5 saal mein hum shayad chook bhi gaye ho Maa-Baap ke farz se, lekin woh apne Bade Bhai banne se kabhi peeche nhi hata. Apni behan ke liye woh humesha uske saath rha..bhai banke, dost banke, Maa-Baap banke.

Prem- Papa, Maina..Munna Chachu Pandit Chachu, Swati Bua aur Preeti Massi Video Call par hai.

They all shouted and then wished from the other end.

Sameer & Maina- Thank You!

Prem- Main Happy Birthday wala song lagata hoon..phir hi aap dono cake cut karna.

Instead of birthday song, a random bollywood 90s song played.

Prem- Yeh gaana kaise lag gaya. Main change karta hoon.

Sameer- Yehi laga rehne do Prem.

Ek dusre se..
karte hai pyaar hum,
Ek dusre ke liye..
bekarar hum.
Ek dusre ke vaaste..
marna pade toh,
Hai taiyaar hum..
Hai taiyaar hum.

Is ghar ke darwaze pe
likha hai,
Ek sota hai to ek jagta hai..
Ek sota hai to ek jagta hain..
Ek dusre ke hai..
pehredaar hum,
Ek dusre ke liye..
bekarar hum,
Ek dusre se..
karte hai pyaar hum.

Sameer picks up Maina in his arms and both cuts the cake.

Maina- Ek minute..main abhi aayi. Apne Best Friend ko Cake khilake.

Naina- Iske Gannu ji..

Everyone follows her and prays in front of Lord Ganesha closing their eyes.

Naina(to herself)- Mere is parivaar ko aise hi khush rakhiyega humesha. Khaskar aapki nayi Best Friend ko..jaan basti hai sabki isme. Iska ek chota sa aansoo hum sabko rula jata hai aur iski ek muskaan hume hasa jati hai.

Maina- Ho gaya.

Naina- Yeh lo Jalebi..bhog lagake sabko khila do.

Maina- Bas itni si..

Sameer- Aur bhi rakhi hogi tumhari Mumma ne andar..ab hum dono ko Jalebi itni pasand jo hai.

Later in night, Sameer makes
Maina sleep who was clutching her new doll in her arms.

Maina- Mumma..kahan hai. Aayi kyu nhi abhi tak.
Mujhe Mumma ka haath chahiye.

A while later, Naina comes after completing the chores and laid down on Maina's other side. She cluthces her mother's hand and then falls asleep. Naina strokes her daughter's head gently, then turned to look at her son who was also sleeping on his separate bunker bed. While Maina in her sleep snuggles closer to Sameer.

Naina- Bahut pyaar karti hai tumse..ek pal nhi reh sakti apne Papa ke bina.

Sameer- Jaise apni Mumma ka haath pakde bina so nhi sakti.

Naina- Bilkul jaise uski Mumma uske Papa ki baahon mein apna sir rakhe bina so nhi sakti.

Stretching his arm, she places her head over there and clutches his waist engulfing a big doll alongwith her little one in their arms. Sameer kissed her forehead and his daughter's head. And then both sleep.

Sameer's VO
Yehi thi Naina ki Little Happiness ki kahani..aur shayad meri bhi. Humari beti. Uske janam se lekar uske bachpan tak ke safar ki kitaab, jahan uske kisse the vakai behisaab. Pehli baar Payal lane se lekar lautte waqt har shaam uske liye kuch lekar aane tak, uska pehli baar Papa bolne se lekar roz uski lambi chaudi baaton ko sunne tak, uske School ke pehli ID Card se lekar uski aur Naina ki bas yuhi kuch tasverein kheechne tak, Naina ko uske khaane ke nakhre uthate dekhne se lekar apne aaspas har chiz ko Pink mein dekhne tak..humari beti badi ho rhi thi. Aur uske saath bada ho rha tha ek bada bhai aur ek Maa Baap bhi. Tabhi toh khud ke liye demand karne wala Prem apni behan ki har demand fulfill karne laga tha. Khaane mein nakhre karne wali Naina apni beti ke har nakhre uthane lagi thi. Aur main kisi ko apne baalon ko haath na lagane dene wala Sameer apni beti se khushi khushi Fountain Hairstyle banwane laga tha. Humari Little Happiness ke saath saath hum sab kahin na kahin bade ho rhe the, samajhdaar ho rhe the aur shayad apna bachpana apne baccho ke saath ek baar phir se jeene lage the.
Par uske kisse yahin khatam nhi hue the..bahut kisse kahaniyaan thi aur. The list is endless..Badi Naina ki kitaab khatam ho gayi thi, par Choti Naina ki kahaniyaan nhi.

Love is not always about being together, it's about being there for each other. And sometimes it's just the LITTLE things that weaves the biggest HAPPINESS.

।।तेरे लिए।।