Happiness attracts more good things, it's the law of attraction at its finest, it is like a magnet for miracles, like a ripple in the water; the more it spreads, the more it brings to you. Kashish had read about this in one of her books during her psychology degree, but today she was experiencing it in real life! Ever since Khushi and Arnav walked in together earlier that afternoon, the atmosphere in Raizada mansion had been filled with nothing but joy and warmth.
And now, as they all gathered around the smiling, blushing, and radiantly glowing couple, Kashish couldn't help but feel that this was just the beginning of their long-awaited season of bliss!
"Chalo, bhagwan ki kripa se sab thik hui gava. (Thanks to god, everything went well)," Nani said with a sigh of relief.
"More like, Khushi ki kripa se, Nani," Anjali teased, wrapping a hand around Khushi's shoulder and eyes twinkling with mischief. "My Gudiya is like a hero from a movie, who brought back the runaway heroine home."
"What the-!" Arnav exclaimed, half-exasperated, half-amused. Yet, he couldn't help but smile at the sight before him. The bond Anjali and Khushi had formed over these three years was truly strong, very special. Anjali had indeed 'adopted' Khushi as her own, and he, at this moment, felt like the distant relative just like the story they had woven to tell khushi...
"Bhat the naahi, arnav bitwa. Ab tum shut upiya rehne ki habits daal lo (Be prepared to be shut up now onwards). Ka hai ki ab se tumhe sirf apni patni ki baat ko listenwa karna padega (because now you will have to listen to your wife)." Mamiji said, lifting her chin in air.
"Apne tajurbe se kah rahi ho na (Talking from experience), mano?" mama ji asked her making everyone laugh at their banter.
By that time Garima and Buaji arrived, as well as Aman and Vikrant who had come at Nani ji's request.
Kashish noticed that Aman had taken a seat at the far end of the hall. So, making an excuse, she quickly stood up, pretending to get some water. As she passed by, she slyly moved an empty chair closer to him and then sat down beside him, her eyes locking with his with a playful glint.
Nani's old eyes didn't miss that. Her lips turned into a small, knowing smile.
Glancing at everyone's smiling, happy faces, Nani cleared her throat to address everyone,
"Iss khushi ke mauke par hum kuch kehna chahat hai (I want to say something at this happy occasion). I think today is a very good day to start planning for a wedding."
Khushi's eyes widened in surprise at that sudden announcement. Was Nani talking about her and Arnav? Truth be told, ever since she confessed her love, she had been wondering how they would go from here. It was a fact that she and Arnav were already married, but the said marriage was wiped from her memory. Would it make sense to do it again? Was nani already thinking the same? She looked at nani curiously.
"Anjali bitya, Vikrant bitwa, what do you both think? Kya hum Pandit ji se nazdiki tareekon ka pata karwaayein (Shall we ask Pandit ji to find out nearest dates)?"
Oh. So, Nani was talking about Anjali Di and Vikrant jiju. How did she forget that her di's wedding was postponed due to her in all these months? She completely forgot about it, lost in the avalanche of revelations in the past few weeks. With shyam's entry, with knowledge of arnav's relation with her... Khushi felt flustered at that silly thought and upset that she didn't know about her own wedding. Before she could dwell more on it, she heard Vikrant's voice.
"Whatever you all think as right, Naniji. My parents have gone to Mumbai to my uncle's place, but I will talk to them, they won't have any objection." Vikrant said.
