Secret Shaadi ...

Chapter 9

**Chapter 9: "Saanjh Mein Bichhade Rishte"**

Rita Maa, returning home to Delhi, enthusiastically shared the vibrant moments of the NGO event with her elder son, Kushal.

Rita Maa, with excitement: "Kushal, Neha bachche, tumhe pata hai, Punjab mein hamare saath ek NGO event tha. Bachon ne wahaan ek kamaal ka dance performance kiya. It was heartwarming to see their enthusiasm and talent."

Kushal, intrigued: "Maa, that sounds amazing! Tell me more about it. Kaisa dance program tha?"

Rita Maa, narrating the joyous moments: "Vo bachche itne pyaare the, Kushal. They performed on various themes, spreading messages of hope and unity. And guess what, Santokh ji ki beti, Shehnaaz, was one of the lead performers. Usne sabko behad khush kiya apne energetic dance se."

Kushal, appreciating the efforts: "Wow, Maa! It's heartening to know that they're involved in such meaningful activities. It must have been a delightful event."

Neha, joining the conversation: "Maa, dekho Kushal ko toh Santokh uncle ki family kaafi pasand aa gayi. Unke bete Shehbaaz aur beti Shehnaaz bhi toh bahut talented hain. Aise rishte toh hote hi achhe hain."

Rita Maa, with a smile: "Haan, Neha. Santokh ji ka parivaar sach mein bahut accha hai. Aur suno, vo chahte hain ki unke beti ka rishta jaldi koi achchi family se hojaye."

Neha : "Maa, yeh ye kya baat hui ... aapne toh bola ki woh abhi 3rd year Mei hai... itni bhi kya jaldi hai uncle ko... waise hum sidharth kliye rishta dekhein ?? , ."

Rita Maa,: "santokh ji tode purane aur traditional thoughts k insaan hai Neha.. khair.. aapko badi jaldi hai devrani laane ki "

Kushal, joining the banter: "Sidharth toh khud hi apni life manage kar lega. Par nayi dosti acchi hoti hai. Chalo, mujhe bhi milwao inhe."

Rita Maa, expressing her wish: "Bilkul, Kushal. Main bhi chahti hoon ki tum unse mile aur business mei aur seekho. Pata nahi kyu aise lag raha hai ki Kuch naya aur khaas hone wala hai."

In the heart of Agra, Sidharth embraced the camaraderie of post-college hours with his best friends, Shubham and Rahul. Laughter echoed in the hostel corridors as they shared anecdotes and created memories that would be etched in the tapestry of their lives.

Sidharth, jokingly: "Rahul, you won't believe what happened in the surgery today. It was like a scene from a medical drama."

Rahul, laughing: "You always have the best stories, Sid. I swear, our lives would make a great TV show."

Shubham, adding to the banter: "Speaking of shows, let's binge-watch something tonight. It's been ages since we had a good movie night."

Their plans for the evening unfolded seamlessly, with Sidharth's other PG colleagues joining in, turning the hostel into a hub of laughter and friendship. These moments, seemingly ordinary, became the foundation for a support system that would anchor them amidst the challenges of medical life.

Meanwhile, in the quiet corners of the medical college library, Sana found solace in the rhythm of her studies. The dim glow of the reading lamps created a serene atmosphere as she prepared for the upcoming first midterm of Year 3. Determination fueled her, and the thought of making her parents proud motivated every focused keystroke.

Sana, jotting down notes: "I need to cover these topics before the midterm. It's crucial to stay ahead."

As the library clock ticked, Sana's dedication was mirrored by Sidharth's enthusiasm for surgery and medical banter in the hostel. The paths of these two young minds, seemingly separate, were intertwined by the shared pursuit of knowledge.

In another part of the library, Amita and Seeta joined Sana for a group study session. The trio, with their books and notes spread across the table, engaged in collaborative learning.

Amita, discussing a complex concept: "Sana, have you checked the recent research on this? It might add depth to our understanding."

Sana, appreciating the suggestion: "Great idea, Amita. Let me pull that up. Seeta, what do you think about approaching this case study from a different angle?"

Seeta, her mind whirring with possibilities: "Absolutely, Sana. A fresh perspective could provide valuable insights. Let's delve into it together."

As they delved into their studies, the library became a hub of shared knowledge and collaborative effort. The trio, united by their passion for medicine, navigated the complexities of their coursework. These shared study sessions weren't just about academic growth; they were the threads weaving a tapestry of enduring friendship.

Back in Delhi, Rita Maa's phone buzzed with a message from Parminder ji, expressing gratitude for the delightful connection and looking forward to their future meetings. Rita Maa couldn't help but smile, realizing that the bonds they were forging went beyond societal norms.

Rita Maa, deep in thought, discussed Santokh ji's wish for Shehnaaz's marriage with Neha. The thought of Sidharth and Shehnaaz's marriage came to her mind.

Neha, playfully: "Maa, aap bhi na kahan khogaye ! Fikar mat karo Maa... Jaldi hi koi rishta aayega Sidharth ke liye! waise kyu na hum hi Shehnaaz ka haath maanglein Sidharth kliye"

Rita Maa, laughing: "Neha, tum bhi na, hamesha masti karte ho. Par yeh idea bura nahi hai. Shayad kuch achha hi ho jaaye."

With a twinkle in her eye, Rita Maa contemplated the unexpected turn of events. Little did she know that this lighthearted suggestion would weave the threads of connection in the tapestry of their lives.