ABHIMAAN FF-AGAR TUM SATH HO.

AND WE MEET AGAIN ??

The next morning in Mumbai, the small apartment was buzzing with energy as Charu prepared for her big interview. The sun had barely risen, but the chorus gang was already up, filled with a mix of excitement and mischief. Charu, in particular, was pacing the room, her nerves getting the best of her as she fixed her shirt collar for what seemed like the hundredth time.

"Why does it keep sitting weird?!" she muttered under her breath, staring at herself in the mirror. She huffed in frustration, her hands flying to adjust her hair next.

Krish, Aaryan, and Kiara sat sprawled across the living room couch, watching Charu with amused expressions. They had been silently enjoying the show, but when they saw her getting flustered, they knew it was time to step in.

"You know, Charu Di," Aaryan began, leaning back and stretching his legs out. "They say the more you fuss over something, the worse it gets."

Krish nodded sagely. "Yeah, maybe you should just... relax a little?"

Charu shot them both a glare. "Oh, really? You think it's that easy? This is my first big interview in Mumbai! I need to look perfect!"

Kiara rolled her eyes, getting up from the couch. "You already look perfect. Just breathe, Charu Di." She walked over and gently fixed the collar for her. "There, see? Much better."

Charu let out a deep breath, trying to calm her racing heart. "Okay, okay. Maybe I’m overthinking it.”

"Absolutely," Krish smirked. "And we can't have that, can we? We need you to nail this interview so you can buy us all pizza tonight when you get the job."

Charu raised an eyebrow. "Pizza? Really?"

"Yes," Aaryan grinned, pulling his phone out. "I've already picked the place, so no pressure or anything."

Kiara laughed, shaking her head. "Stop it, you two. Charu Di, don’t listen to them. Just focus on being your best self, and you’ll be fine."

Charu smiled nervously, her hands smoothing down her shirt one last time. "You guys are lucky I love you."

Krish hopped up from the couch and stood beside her, pretending to examine her from head to toe. "You know, I think you missed a spot. Maybe a little more lipstick?"

Charu gave him a playful swat. "Shut up, Krish! I'm not wearing any lipstick."

"Exactly my point," he winked, dodging another swat. "But seriously, you’re going to do great. Just walk in there and show them who Charu really is—confident, smart, and absolutely unbeatable."

Kiara leaned in to give her a quick hug. "And if things go wrong, just imagine Aaryan spilling coffee all over himself. That should help."

Aaryan raised his hands in defense. "Hey! Why am I the go-to embarrassing scenario?"

"Because it’s always you," Kiara teased, making them all burst out laughing.

Charu’s nerves began to fade as she joined in the laughter, feeling the love and support from her siblings. With their banter filling the air, she realized how lucky she was to have them by her side.

"Alright, alright," Charu said, feeling lighter now. "I’ll do my best—and if I do nail it, I promise pizza’s on me tonight."

Krish clapped his hands. "Now that’s what we like to hear!"

Charu stood in front of the mirror, making the final adjustments to her outfit, Krish, Aaryan, and Kiara huddled in the kitchen, whispering conspiratorially. They emerged moments later, carrying a small bowl of dahi cheeni.

"Alright, superstar," Krish said, grinning as he held up the bowl. "You know the drill. Before every big moment, we need to feed you this. It's the secret to success."