SHARMA HOUSE :

"Table itna sant kyu hai.bache Kaha hai"Mr Sharma asked his wife who was cooking in the kitchen.

[why is this table silent where are our children]

"abhi tak so rahe hai apke bachhe..."she said to her husband

[your children are still sleeping]

"Time dekha hai apne raat ko late sote aur subah time se utha nahi jata.baap aur bachhe sare hi alsi hai" mr.sharma who was reading some files kep them aside and came towards his wife.

[did you see the time,at the night they slept late and in the morning they can't wake up early both of them are like you lazy]

" Laye ji me thodi madad kar deta hu apki" mr.Sharma went towards his wife doing work alone so he came to help her.

[Come let me help you with this]

"nahi ap rehne dijiye aur kaam bada denge ap mere liye"mrs Sharma said while doing her work.

[No,don't you will just make more of a mess for me]

"kirti tum bhul Rahi ho hamari shadi ke baad tumhe ye Parathe aur bahut chize banana mene hi sikhayi thi" mrs.sharma who heard what her husband said blushed.

[Kirti you forgot after our wedding I was the one who taught you how to make this parathas and many more things]

"sharm karlo ap thodi Sharma Sahab do- do bachhe hai apke" looking at her red face mr.Sharma laughed and came to the table and complete his breakfast.

[Have some shame mr.sharma you are now father of two children]

It was early in the afternoon when the second floor of the Sharma house echoed with Aarav Sharma trying to wake Mihika Sharma. Waking her was the biggest task in the house.

"Miku, uth ja yaar, pehle hi bahut late ho chuka hai. Mumma aa rahi hai," Aarav said to Mihika.

[Miku, wake up please, it's already very late. Mom is coming.]

Mihika woke up with a jump, hearing the word "mumma" coming upstairs.

"Mumma, bahut thak gayi thi, is wajah se abhi tak so rahi hu," she said in a worried tone, still half-asleep.

[Mom, I was very tired, that's why I'm still sleeping.]

Aarav laughed at her excuse and shook his head at her antics. She pulled this same drama every morning; it was nothing new.

"Chalo, kiddo, jaldi se taiyar hokar breakfast ke liye neeche chalo," Aarav said and patted her head before leaving her room.

[Come on, kiddo, get ready fast and come downstairs for breakfast.]

Mihika got ready in a hurry and came downstairs for breakfast. It was already afternoon, and she was, once again, waking up late.

"Mumma, kya banaya hai?" she asked, coming into the kitchen and hugging her mother from behind.

[Mumma, what did you make?]

"Aloo parathas. Chal, jaldi kar, nashta kar le. Dopahar hone wali hai," Mrs. Sharma told her daughter.

[Aloo parathas. Come on, eat your breakfast quickly. It's almost afternoon.]

"Mumma, main aur Tania aaj shopping ja rahe hain," she said while enjoying the tasty parathas.

[Mumma, today Tania and I are going shopping.]

"Okay, go. But dinner time se pehle ghar aa jana," Mrs. Sharma told her, emphasizing she should be home before it got too late.

[Okay, go. But come home before dinner time.]

"Okay, Mumma," she said, already dialing her best friend, Tania Varma.

"Tania, you can never be on time. You know, aadha din to ghar pe hi nikal gaya, ab kya khaak shopping karenge hum?" she said, lecturing Tania about being late, even though Tania was already waiting for her outside in her car.

[Tania, you can never be on time. You know, half the day has passed at home, what shopping are we going to do now?]

"Miku, done with your nonsense? Come outside fast!" Tania said and hung up on her. "Such a rude person she is," Mihika mumbled to herself.

"Mumma, I'm going!" she said, kissing her mother's cheek and running out of the house. On the other side of the Sharma house, Tania was waiting for Mihika in her car. Her entire focus, however, was on the second-floor balcony, where Aarav was talking on his phone. She was staring at him furiously and mumbling something under her breath.

RANAWAT MANSION :

The sun's first rays spilled across the sprawling Ranawat Mansion, a beacon of royalty and tradition. Everything here screamed opulence—from the gleaming fleet of luxury cars to the plush, custom-made furniture. This was a place where people didn’t just live; they thrived in a world of pure, unadulterated luxury.

Inside, a woman in a simple, traditional saree walked with a gentle grace. In her hands, a silver puja thali held the promise of a new day. She made her way to a private temple, a sanctuary of carved marble and rich, polished stone. She carefully set the thali down, lit a diya, and clasped her hands, wishing for the well-being of her family and children. After the puja, she went about the mansion, offering aarti to everyone.

On the third floor, in the mansion's west wing, a rhythmic grunt punctuated the morning silence. In the gym, a tall, muscular man was finishing his workout, his chest slick with sweat. He wiped his bare torso and arms with a towel before sitting on a bench, a serious expression etched on his face.

His phone buzzed, and he picked up the call without a hint of emotion.

"Sir, they're asking to reschedule the meeting again," his secretary, Mr. Kumar, said. The man's jaw clenched. The audacity of it.

"Reason?" he asked, his voice low and devoid of unnecessary pleasantries.

"They're still not able to make preparations that will satisfy you, sir," Mr. Kumar explained, knowing the answer even as he spoke it.

A smirk touched the man's lips. "Cancel the deal." He hung up, leaving Mr. Kumar to sigh and mutter, "God help me," before following the order.

Just as he turned toward the bathroom to take a shower, he noticed two figures in the gym doorway. It was his sisters, Kriti and Saavi, their faces a portrait of innocence. He knew exactly what they wanted.

"Bhaiya!" they said in perfect unison, seeing that he had spotted them.

[Brother]

"Yes?" he responded.

"Kya hum aaj mall chalein, shopping ke liye? Please?" Kriti asked, her voice sweet and pleading.

[Can we please go shopping today please]

He raised an eyebrow. "Which one?"

"The new one, mera matlab… vo jo new mall ki opening hui hai na, humein vahan jaana hai," Saavi chimed in, starting with excitement before composing herself.

[That new one.I mean the one that opened a few days ago ]

"Hmm. Apne bodyguards ko saath le jaana, aur apne phones saath mein rakhna, dono," he said, ending the discussion. He strode out of the gym.

[Okay, take your bodyguard with you and keep both of your phone with you]

As he went down for breakfast, he put on his watch. Everyone except Dadi Sa was already at the dining table. He greeted them with a simple "Good morning" before taking his usual seat at the head of the table.

"Ekansh, meeting ki preparations ho gayi hai?" Samarth, his father, asked.

[Ekansh preparation of the meeting is all done]

"They want to reschedule, so I canceled the deal," he replied, taking a bite of his food. "If they want to work with me, tell them I don't like laziness."

Samarth simply nodded, understanding his son's motive completely. "Okay, beta. Main aaj Raghav Sharma se mil raha hoon. Kuch important matters discuss karne hain."

[Okay son,I am meeting Mr.Raghav Sharma today for some important matters]

"Ji bade papa, aap Sharma Enterprises waale project ko guide kijiye aur paperwork Taksh handle kar lega," he said, glancing at his younger brother, who was more interested in his breakfast than the conversation.

[Yes uncle you guide Sharma enterprise project and Taksh will do all the paperwork and handle everything]

"Ji, aap bhi na!" his mother, Aruna, chided her husband. "Naste ke waqt bachche ko office ki baaton mein uljha rahe ho. Sara din toh vahin rehta hai, tab kar lena sab important discussion." She never liked it when someone bothered her "ladla beta."

[Ji,let them eat at least don't talk about the office matters in the dinning table.whole day they will stay there do important discussion there only]

"Aap sirf bhaiya se pyaar karte ho," Taksh joked, trying to get a rise out of his mother. "Humein toh hospital ke dustbin se utha kar laaye the, hai na?" His sisters laughed, joining in on the teasing.

[You just love your elder son more than us.you take us from the hospital's dustbin.Right..?]

Ekansh, who had been silently eating, shot a glare at his siblings. It was the same old routine every morning, and he was tired of it.

Seeing his brother’s look, Taksh immediately fell silent, giving a silent warning to his sisters as well. They, too, quieted down and finished their meal in silence. No one spoke. They knew Ekansh didn't like talking while eating. They all finished their breakfasts quickly before heading off to their respective work.