Parivaar (MaNan)

Chapter 1

LOCATION: DEHRADUN, UTTARAKHAND TIME: 6AM

"Om Jai Jagdish hare, Swami Jai Jagdish Hare..." A woman in her 50s is shown holding an aarti taali and singing infront God. This woman is Pooja Khanna, a woman of specific habits. one of those habits are waking up at 4:30 AM sharp, taking a shower, getting ready and singing the morning aarti.

"Breakfast is ready!" Pooja called out as she saw her older daughter-in-law Simran had already set the table. "Simran beta, Guddu uth gaya?"

"Yes...Aryan already left for college. He said he had a study grp." Simran replied and then saw that Pooja looked worried, "Dont worry Ma, jaane se pehle nashta karke gaya hai."

"Good."

"Good morning Ma!" Meher Khanna, Pooja's daughter greeted as she came down with the kids, "Morning Simran!"

"Good morning Di!" Simran smiled.

"Good morning Nani/Dadi!"

"Good Morning Bachon...sit aur nashta kha lo." Pooja said. "Meher, tere Papa aur bhai uthe ke nahi?" Pooja asked.

"What do you think Ma?" Meher laughed

"Ma when I woke up this morning, Sagar toh khumbkarn ki tarah soh raha tha." Simran told her mother-in-law.

"And I tried waking up Karan...he wont budge." Pooja's younger daughter-in-law, Trisha said as she waddled towards the dining table.

"Kya karun main inn ladkon ka!" Pooja face palmed her forehead, "Especially Karan...tum 6 mahine pregnant ho aur woh...tumhara khayal rakhne ki bajai soh raha hai....Thank god Guddu mujhe pe gaya apne Papa pe nahi."

"Mom....I think we should go up and wake the others. Main Sagar aur Karan ko uthati hoon, Aap Papa ko uthaye." Simran said.

"Yes Chalo."

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Simran's Room

"Sagar....Utho! Nashta tayyar hai, table set ho gaya hai and here you are sleeping like a log!" Simran took a pillow and hit the sleeping form on their bed.

"Mmm." Sagar mumbled and hid his face in his pillow.

"Mummy Papa uthe kya?" Simran & Sagar's 4 year old daughter Amaya asked. She had ran in behind Simran to watch the show.

"No not yet..." Simran said then looked at Amaya with a mischievous smile. "Amu...Mujhe lagta hai sirf tickle monster hi Papa ko utha sakte hai."

"Yay!" Amaya clapped jumping up and down. Then both mother and daughter jumped onto the bed and started tickling Sagar.

"No stop stop! Im awake!" Sagar got up trying to save himself.

"Papa...yeh koi time hai uthne ka? Office nahi jaana hai kya?" Amaya stood on the bed and held a finger out at Sagar as if disiplining him. "Niche aao, Mummy made yummy omlettes for breakfast."

Sagar & Simran watched as Amaya got off their bed and then walked out their room before Simran burst out laughing.

"What? Its not funny! Yeh bilkul tumhari tarah ban gayi hai!" Sagar protested.

"As it should be." Simran replied, "Meri beti hai."

"Haan haan, asmaan se tapak ke tumhari god mein giri hai na? She is my daughter too."

"Ok ok...she is your daughter too and your daughter just gave you an order toh jaldi se tayyar ho ke niche aao!" Simran got up to leave but Sagar pulled her back onto the bed.