Chapter 3

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The next day Ashok takes a band along with him to announce his niece's arrival and baby's name ceremony in the bungalow.
The entire Staff starts singing and dancing.

After so many years of waiting, with the effect of everyone's blessings and prayers, a lovely daughter was born in their 'Saheb ji' house. Everyone knows, what 'Saheb ji' does to them he was there for them. Now that man found his happiness. That all matters to them. They were happy for their 'Saheb ji'.

Everyone celebrates the birth of a baby's arrival like a festival. And the day has finally arisen of the baby's name ceremony.

The banglow gleamed like a radiant bride, adorned with a myriad of lights and fragrant flowers, creating an enchanting ambiance. Inder extended invitations to a diverse gathering, including business partners, friends, associates, and staff. The residence buzzed with excitement as a multitude of guests flooded in.

The air was filled with a delightful aroma, courtesy of the meticulously prepared feast. The festivities reached a crescendo as people from various walks of life gathered to celebrate. The baby peacefully slumbered in the cradle, surrounded by the women and children of the house, basking in the joyous atmosphere.

Meanwhile, in the hall, a lively congregation of men engaged in business related conversations, extending their congratulations to Inder. Laughter and merriment echoed through the halls, turning the celebration into a grand spectacle, marking a momentous occasion with grandeur and warmth.



Eleven-year-old Milind, along with his friends Avinash, Ali, and Rajeev, immersed themselves in playful antics in the garden. Milind's father, Mishra ji, was already inside the villa, preparing for the upcoming naming ceremony.

Ahead of the event, Milind and his friends arrived early, captivated by the anticipation of the array of cars that would soon fill Inder's yard. Milind, particularly fascinated by cars, eagerly awaited the grand display.

Not just friends, but the parents of Milind's friends were integral parts of the mansion's workforce. Some were gardeners, watchmen, or engaged in various other roles, creating a unique tapestry of interconnected lives within the mansion.

As preparations for the naming ceremony unfolded, the shared bonds and diverse backgrounds among the families added a rich layer to the celebration.

Milind's passion for cars was unmistakable, his young hands often adorned with grease as he delved into car parts with unwavering curiosity. His innate knowledge about cars set him apart from his peers.
Whenever a car faced issues in the mansion, Milind's father consistently sought his expertise, bringing him to the rescue.

However, Inder, despite recognizing Milind's skills, held a firm belief that children shouldn't engage in work at such a tender age.

He was adamant about prioritizing education for all the children in the mansion. Inder extended strict instructions to families, emphasizing the importance of ensuring that no child would be employed, emphasizing the significance of a proper education for their brighter future.

Their mother comes, everyone comes well dressed. As soon as Shanti's eyes fell on Milind. She calls him to her with a caress. All the children go to their respective mothers.

Ayesha's eyes sparkle when she sees Milind coming. She becomes very happy. Ayesha's father worked in the mansion. But he dies due to excessive drinking. Ayesha's mother's name was Nimrat Mehra. She used to work as a hair dresser in the production house of one of Inder's friends. This work was also arranged by Inder. She lived with other people in the neighboring chawl. 

Ayesha and Kirti were very good friends of each other. Now Ayesha has also become a good friend of Milind also. They all studied in the same school.  Everyone starts going inside.

Then Shanti looks at Milind's hands and says, "Oh God... what is this Milind, I had prepared you so well to come here. And what condition have you made of yourself in just a short time. Just look at your hands." ..abhi hame gudiya ko dekhane jaana hai. kya tum aise hee gudiya dekhane jaoge?
(Now we have to go to see the doll. Will you go to see the dolls just like that? ) Saying this she starts cleaning his hands with the pallu of her saree.

Ayesha feels bad after seeing Milind get scolded. She says, “So what aunty, how will Gudiya understand that Milind’s hands are dirty.”  Shanti looks at Ayesha with Awwww filled eyes.. She was born just to flatter Milind"Milind's tail" Nimrit says...

No matter what anyone says to Milind, she will always be a defender of milind , says Shanti and Shanti caressing her cheek lovingly She says, bachha I am not angry at your Milind, I was just telling him. Now how will he go to meet the gudiya in such a situation? She is so small that not even a month has passed since she was born. from going to see her first we have to be clean bachha.. 

Ali's mother urges, "let's go inside quickly otherwise the function will end". Ali's chimes "and the yummy food also".

Everyone starts laughing at hearing this.Hastily, they make their way indoors, greeted by a spectacle that leaves everyone in awe. The grandeur inside widens their eyes, but Milind, feeling a bit overwhelmed by the opulence, he sees himself as an outsider, while others are eagerly curious to absorb the magnificence around them.

They stay back from everyone else. They know all the people her are comes from respective families other than inder no one will be welcoming them.

Within a short time they see Premlata coming with the baby in her arms. There is some weakness visible on her face but more happiness is visible than weakness. Her face is blooming with happiness. She sits with the child in her lap.

After some time, Pandit ji comes there. Seeing everyone talking, Pandit ji interrupts them and says, 'Gudiya ki janam kundali me likha hai ki...... Inder cuts him and says he doesn't trust in all those. Gudiya will make her own fate. The pandit says "What's written in one's fate happens". Inder says, "One makes one's fate with one's effort".
The pandit suggests the word 'P' and Inder looks at premlata and as if he was taking her permission. They decide the name 'Panchi'.

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