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Happy reading ❤️

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Question- your favorite song??

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For a few long minutes, the only sound in the room was the soft rhythm of Aria's uneven breathing. Her sobs, once fierce and unstoppable, gradually softened into quiet sniffles. The tight knot in her chest loosened, if only slightly. Her shoulders, which had been shaking with the weight of unspoken grief, slowly stilled.

Sonali, Anjali, and Dadi exchanged glances and, wordlessly, gave her space. One by one, their arms withdrew, as if afraid that holding on too tightly would trap her in the pain.

Aria lowered her knees from her chest. Her fingers, still trembling, smoothed the fabric of her kurti as she tried to steady her breathing. The room seemed to breathe with her, waiting, unsure whether to speak or sit in silence.

Shivansh quietly stood nearby, holding a glass of water with a steady hand. His eyes, still heavy with unshed tears, softened as he extended it toward her. Without a word, he placed it gently on the table. Aria glanced at him, and for a moment, their eyes locked-an unspoken understanding passing between them.

Slowly, she reached for the glass. Her fingers shook as she lifted it, and she took a small sip. A few drops of water slipped down her chin, mixing with the remnants of tears on her cheeks.

As she wiped her face with the edge of her dupatta, the reality of what had just happened washed over her like a cold wave. Her cheeks flushed crimson, and she lowered her eyes, suddenly conscious of the room's watchful gaze.

Her heart thudded in embarrassment. She had lost herself... exposed her deepest wound... in front of them all. Her lips parted slightly, but no words came.

For a brief moment, the air hung between them-fragile, quiet, and full of unsaid things.

"Aria beta..." Raja ji's gentle voice broke the silence.

Aria flinched slightly but didn't move. Her eyes remained lowered, cheeks flushed with embarrassment. Her hands tightened around the glass, knuckles pale, as if holding on to it would keep her composed.

Raja ji smiled softly, his eyes filled with warmth and understanding. "Pata hai beta... kabhi kabhi apno ke beech khulna... apne dukh batana... isme kuch bhi galat nahi hota. It doesn't make you weak. Don't be embarrassed, beta."

(You know, dear... sometimes opening up among your own people... sharing your pain... there's nothing wrong in that. It doesn't make you weak. Don't be embarrassed, dear.)

The word "apno" floated through the air like a soft embrace.

Aria's breath hitched. Tears, which she had fought to hold back, slipped once more from the corners of her eyes. Her lips trembled as if she wanted to speak but couldn't find the right words.

Her heart twisted. In just two meetings, these faces-so full of kindness, patience, and warmth-had become her own. Her "apni."

For the first time in what felt like forever, she felt that she belonged. The ache in her chest didn't disappear, but it softened, as if wrapped gently by their care.

She blinked rapidly, trying to hold back the tears, but her eyes betrayed her.

A quiet sigh escaped her lips.

Raja ji's eyes never left hers. There was no pity in them-only acceptance, love, and reassurance. The family's silent support held her like a safety net, ready to catch her whenever she faltered.

Aria looked up, just for a moment. Her eyes met theirs-Sonali's tender gaze, Anjali's comforting smile, Dadi's knowing nod, and Shivansh's watchful calm. It felt like a shield, like a promise that she didn't have to carry her pain alone anymore.

Her lips parted as if to speak, but instead, she simply nodded.

That nod, small as it was, spoke louder than words.

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After a few moments of silence, Shivansh gently stood up. Without saying much, he walked toward the kitchen, his face calm but determined-as if he knew exactly what Aria needed without her asking for it.

A little later, he returned carrying a tray with bowls of ice cream for everyone.

He smiled softly and handed each person a bowl. When it was Aria's turn, he paused for a second before offering hers with extra care.

"Lo, Aria..." he said quietly.

Aria took the bowl with both hands, her eyes still glistening but softer now. She gave him a small, shy smile and whispered, "Thank you..."

Her voice was barely audible, but Shivansh's eyes crinkled with gentle reassurance.

As she took a small bite, her eyes instinctively wandered to the bowls of the others.

Everyone had mango ice cream-the bright yellow scoops gleaming in the soft light.

But her bowl... hers was chocolate. Dark, rich... exactly how she liked it.

Her eyes widened in surprise.

For a brief second, she froze, staring at her bowl.

A soft smile crept across her lips, disbelief mingled with joy.

Without a word, she looked up at Shivansh.

He caught her gaze and smiled back, calm and kind, as if to say, "I know."

Her eyes filled again-not with sadness this time, but with warmth, gratitude, and a sense of being seen.

In that simple gesture, the ice cream became more than a treat-it was a message. A quiet way of saying, You belong here. You are loved. We see you.

Aria's heart fluttered. She held the spoon gently, and with the smallest of smiles, took another bite-this time savoring it without holding back.

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As everyone slowly relaxed, the room's atmosphere grew lighter. Saavi, ever playful, got up from her spot and walked over to her grandfather, Raja ji. She sat beside him and gently nudged his arm, as if reminding him of something important.

Raja ji chuckled, his eyes softening as he looked at her. With a slight nod, he understood and turned toward Raniji.

"Raniji..." he began with a smile, his voice calm and steady.

Raniji turned toward him, attentive and composed. "Ji, Raja ji?"

"Hum soch rahe the ki..." he started thoughtfully, "hum log parso Rajasthan ja rahe hain... ek mahine ke liye. Bachhon ka mann hai aur ghoom bhi lenge... school bhi is mahine kuch din hi khula hoga... toh..." he trailed off, giving her space to respond.

(We were thinking..." he began thoughtfully, "that the day after tomorrow we are going to Rajasthan... for a month. The kids are excited, and we'll also get to travel... the school will be open only for a few days this month... so...)

Raniji smiled gently, encouraging him to continue with a nod.

"Hum soch rahe the..." he went on, "aap aur Aria bhi hamare saath chaliye."

(We were thinking... that you and Aria should come with us.)

The words hung softly in the air, as if they carried more meaning than just an invitation. Everyone's eyes turned toward Raniji, then toward Aria, who sat quietly, spoon in hand, frozen for a moment as she tried to process what she had just heard .

Raniji started softly, "Raja ji, main toh nahi chal paungi... mera NGO ka kaam hai, iss mahine important hai..."

(Raja ji, I won't be able to go... I have important work with my NGO this month...)

Aria relaxed the moment she heard this, thinking she wouldn't have to go along.

Raja ji nodded in understanding, giving a gentle smile as if he respected her commitment.

Just then, Shivansh suddenly spoke up, catching everyone off guard.

"Aria toh chal sakti hai," he said confidently.

(Aria can go, though...)

Everyone turned to look at him, startled by his sudden remark.

Shivansh blinked once, then gave a special, warm smile. "I mean... Saavi wants her... and Avni too... and she would really enjoy it," he added smoothly, making it sound casual but supportive.

Saavi gave Shivansh a look, and he rolled his eyes in response.

Everyone turned to Aria.

"Umm... I don't know... I've only gone out with Dadi before... so I..." Aria trailed off, unsure.

Saavi jumped in excitedly, "Aria, come na yaar, pleeeaseee! Avni is going, Aksh too, and Rohan bhaiya as well! You should come! Pleaseee!" she added, giving her the cutest puppy eyes.

Everyone chuckled at her enthusiasm.

Aria hesitated, unsure, but seeing Saavi's pleading face, she turned to her grandmother, silently hoping for support.

Her grandmother smiled warmly and said, "Aria will go with you all," making Aria's eyes widen in surprise.

Shivansh's eyes crinkled as he bit his lip to stop himself from smiling.

Saavi jumped up and hugged Aria tightly.

"Yayayaya! Now it's going to be so much fun! Ehhhhhh!" she squealed, hugging her, and both of them tumbled back onto the sofa laughing.

"Aria beta... the train is on the evening of the day after tomorrow, okay? And pack everything as if it's for a whole month," Sonali said with a smile, her eyes warm and affectionate.

Aria nodded.

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Saavi dragged Aria into her room and wrapped her in a tight hug.

"You're not alone, Aria. Not now... not ever. You have two families now-mine and Avni's. Don't you ever feel alone again," Saavi whispered, her voice full of conviction.

Aria nodded, hesitant tears glistening in her eyes.

"Achha, ab sun," Saavi said, pulling back with a grin. "We're leaving for Rajasthan the day after tomorrow, okay? So just pack your clothes and the important stuff."

She squeezed Aria's hand and added brightly, "And we'll meet at the station. It's going to be so much fun."

Aria managed a small smile, but deep inside, a knot twisted in her stomach at the very mention of a train.

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At Aria's home, she sat on her bed, folding clothes into her suitcase. Raniji entered, her gentle smile already knowing that Aria would be a little upset.

"Gussa hai?" she asked, sitting beside her and helping fold the clothes.

(Are you angry?)

Aria nodded.

"Tujhe Rajasthan jaana ko bola isliye?" Raniji asked softly.

(Because I asked you to go to Rajasthan?)

Aria looked up at her, eyes clouded. "Aap bhi nahi aa rahi ho... mujhe akela bhej rahi ho, vo bhi train se." A lump formed in her throat.

(You're not coming either... you're sending me alone, that too by train.)

Raniji smiled warmly, brushing her hand over Aria's head. "Meri bacchi... mai humesha saath nahi ho sakti. Aur tujhe toh strong banna hai na. Aur akeli kahan hai? Tere dost hain toh saath mein."

(My child... I can't always be with you. And you have to become strong, right? And how are you alone? You'll have your friends with you.)

Aria lowered her eyes, knowing there was no point in arguing with her grandmother anymore.

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Two days later.

The station buzzed with the evening rush, trains rumbling in and out, the air filled with whistles and voices. The Rawat family stood together with their luggage neatly stacked by their side, waiting for Avni, Akshat, Rohan, and Aria to arrive.

Saavi and Tanya sat casually on the bags, swinging their legs while Shivansh and Aditya stood nearby, keeping an eye on the crowd.

In between, Tanya couldn't resist teasing her husband. She pinched Aditya's hand, earning a soft hiss from him. Saavi noticed and giggled.

Tanya smirked and tugged his shirt playfully. "Sajanwa, suniye na..."

(My beloved, listen...)

Aditya turned toward her, a smile tugging at his lips. "Bolaiye, sajni ji."

(Say, my dear.)

The whole family burst into smiles, warmth spreading as they watched the couple's little romance.

"Hey Bhagwan," Saavi said dramatically, hands lifted to the sky, "bas itni hi romantic life dena shaadi ke baad."

(Oh God, just bless me with such a romantic life after marriage.)

Everyone laughed.

"Not happening, choti," Shivansh cut in firmly, shaking his head. "Teri hum shaadi hi nahi karenge. Humesha humare saath rahegi tu."

(Not happening, little one. We won't let you get married. You'll always stay with us.)

Saavi's eyes widened in mock horror, clutching her chest as if heartbroken, making the family laugh even harder. Behind the playful moment, they all felt the depth of Shivansh's protectiveness-how much he cherished his little sister, how hard it would be for him to ever let her go.

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Akshat and Avni arrived with their parents, Ashmit and Kritika. Akshat's hand was wrapped protectively around Avni's, guiding her through the crowd with quiet care.

While Ashmit and Kritika greeted Rajveer and Sonali with warm smiles, Akshat and Avni made their way toward their friends. They also paused to exchange respectful hellos with Aditya and Tanya.

Once Avni sat down beside Saavi and Tanya, Akshat finally let go of her hand. His eyes, however, drifted almost unconsciously toward Saavi. For a fleeting moment, their gazes locked-and both instantly flushed, turning away as if nothing had happened.

Just then, Rohan arrived with his parents, Ruhaan and Aarohi. With his usual easy charm, he greeted everyone and quickly joined his circle of friends, the energy around the group rising with laughter and chatter.

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Shivansh's eyes wandered restlessly across the station, scanning the crowd as if searching for someone. His gaze lingered, his posture a little too alert. It didn't take long for everyone to notice where his attention kept drifting.

A ripple of chuckles spread among his friends. Tanya and Aditya, standing close by, exchanged a quick, confused glance before turning toward him, brows raised in silent question.

Saavi, of course, couldn't resist. She leaned closer to her elder brother and sister-in-law, her voice low enough that the elders wouldn't hear-but just loud enough for their friends to catch.

"Bhaiyaa, bhabhi... Ansh bahiya Aria ka wait kar raha hai. Usko crush hai uspe," she teased, her eyes dancing with mischief.

(Brother, sister-in-law..Ansh brother has a crush on Aria. He is waiting for her.)

Shivansh instantly shot her a sharp glare, but the damage was done. Aditya smirked, turning fully toward his younger brother.

"Ansh... crush and all, huh?" he drawled, his tone laced with amusement.

Caught off guard, Shivansh gave a nervous little smile-neither confirming nor denying, yet his silence spoke louder than words.

"Wah, devar ji," Tanya teased, her voice lilting with mock innocence. "aap toh bada ho gaye." She giggled, her eyes sparkling as Aditya chuckled beside her.

(Wow, brother-in-law. You've grown up.)

Shivansh's ears turned red, his blush betraying him even as he tried to glare away the teasing. The group broke into laughter at his expense, the warmth of their bond clear in the way they could poke fun without malice.

And then, almost as if on cue, the noise around them dimmed for him-because there she was.

Aria.

Walking slowly onto the platform beside her grandmother, a simple grace surrounding her. The station's chaos seemed to fade in that moment, Shivansh's eyes locking onto her as though the rest of the world no longer mattered.

Aria's eyes found Shivansh almost instinctively, and when he caught her gaze, she offered him a small, tentative smile. Her steps were hesitant, careful, as she moved closer to join the group.

Avni and Saavi immediately threw their arms around her, hugging her tightly as though they hadn't seen her in years.

All three boys groaned in unison, facepalming at the familiar scene.

"Yaar, inka toh hug-club hi alag hai," Rohan muttered under his breath, earning a snicker from Akshat.

Avni and Saavi ignored them completely, exchanging a mischievous smirk before tugging Aria forward-making her sit right in the empty spot where Shivansh was standing.

Shivansh froze for half a second, caught off guard, before relaxing.

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After a few minutes, the train arrived. Akshat, Avni, and Rohan hugged their parents tightly, while Aria hugged her grandmother.

"Be strong," Raniji whispered, pressing a gentle kiss on Aria's forehead. Aria nodded, swallowing her nerves.

The Rawat family boarded the train and settled into their seats. Akshat carried the bags and held Avni's hand firmly, guiding his sister onto the train.

"Bhaiya, mai choti bachhi nahi hu," Avni said with a chuckle, trying to pull her hand free playfully.

(Brother I am not a child)

But Akshat ignored her words, holding her tightly as if afraid she might get lost in the crowd.

Rohan grabbed his bag and Tanya's, while Aditya helped Saavi and Tanya onto the train, holding their hands to steady them.

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Aria gripped her bag tightly, her knuckles whitening as she stepped toward the train. Each movement felt heavier than the last, her legs trembling like they might give way at any moment.

Shivansh's eyes followed her, puzzled. Her hesitation was unlike her usual quiet composure.

Then it clicked....Avni fear--- when another train had passed beside theirs-the sound, the rush of wind, the shaking of the platform.

Maybe Aria is scared of trains. Shivansh thought.

Aria's chest tightened. She closed her eyes, and suddenly the world became a storm of memories: the deafening roar of engines, the rattling of rails, the feeling of being unsteady, unprotected... powerless. Her palms were slick with sweat, her heart hammering against her ribcage.

When she opened her eyes, they glistened with tears she couldn't hold back. The fear wasn't just about the train-it was the echo of moments she thought she had buried.

The platform blurred around her, the laughter and chatter of the family fading into the background as her body shivered with the old, familiar panic.

Shivansh grabbed his bags in one hand and moved toward her cautiously, his steps careful, almost hesitant. He didn't want to startle her, yet he couldn't just stand by.

When he reached he held his hand close to hers, his pinky hovering just above her forefinger-barely touching, not claiming, not rushing. It was gentle, tentative, a silent offering rather than a gesture of control.

His eyes met hers, quietly asking permission without words, giving her the choice to connect-or not. The world around them faded: the clatter of the station, the distant whistles, the movement of people-all muted compared to this fragile, suspended moment.

Aria hesitated for a heartbeat, her eyes glistening with unshed tears. Then, a small, almost imperceptible nod escaped her.

Shivansh took it as her permission. Slowly, gently, he intertwined his pinky with hers. It wasn't hurried, wasn't forced-it was a quiet promise, a tether between them amidst the chaos of the station.

The distant roar of the moving train grew louder, vibrating through the platform, but somehow, in that simple touch, the noise softened. Aria's grip tightened just slightly, grounding herself in the warmth and reassurance Shivansh offered without a single word.

For a moment, the station, the crowd, and even the fear melted away, leaving only the delicate connection of their fingers-and the unspoken trust that had begun to bloom.

He guides her towards train.

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As they stepped into the train, the gentle sway made Aria instinctively clutch her bag tighter. Shivansh paused for a moment, his eyes meeting hers, silently asking if she was steady. He kept his pinky lightly brushing hers, then slowly withdrew it, careful not to draw attention from the elders seated nearby.

They wove through the narrow aisle toward their reserved section. Bags were arranged carefully around the seats, and the soft chatter of the other passengers filled the carriage. Shivansh kept a protective gaze on Aria, walking slightly ahead to guide her through the tight space, ensuring she didn't stumble.

Finally, they reached their seats. The arrangement naturally fell into place: Tanya and Aditya settled next to each other, smiling and quietly teasing; Akshat remained close to Avni, holding her hand lightly for reassurance; Shivansh and Rohan took the adjacent seats, side by side; while Saavi and Aria squeezed into the next spot together, their shoulders brushing as Aria finally allowed herself a small, relaxed smile.

The train lurched forward, the familiar rhythmic rattle underfoot sending soft vibrations through the carriage. Aria's chest rose and fell with tentative calm, her grip on her bag loosening.

Around her, the warmth of family and friends cocooned her, the closeness of everyone in the cramped seating making her feel safe despite the movement of the train.

Anjali appeared quietly, holding a small bag of snacks. She handed it to the group with a gentle smile before slipping back into the aisle, leaving them to settle in.

It took a few minutes for everyone to get comfortable. Bags were tucked away, shoulders leaned against one another, and the soft sway of the train began to lull the passengers into a tentative rhythm.

Akshat's eyes drifted to his sister, Avni. She was calm, relaxed, even smiling lightly-but he knew that once another train roared past on the adjacent track, her composure would crack. The sight of her now, serene and almost carefree, made him quietly anxious.

He knew Avni had learned to show strength outwardly. She projected a calm, collected persona to everyone around her, a shield of confidence that hid the sensitive, vulnerable girl within.

Sometimes, Akshat felt that he had failed her-failed to be the brother who could truly protect her, who could carry some of her burdens so she wouldn't feel the need to appear stronger than she was.

Watching Saavi beside Shivansh, he saw the difference immediately. Saavi never had to hide her feelings; her fears, joys, and frustrations were all transparent to Shivansh. No pretenses, no mask. She could be herself completely, and Shivansh accepted her entirely.

The contrast between the two sibling dynamics weighed heavily on him. He loved Avni fiercely, but there were moments, like this one, when he couldn't shake the quiet ache of guilt-wishing he could make her feel as safe as Saavi felt with Shivansh.

He adjusted his grip on her hand slightly, a silent promise that he would always be there, even if she never let the world see just how much she needed him.

Saavi leaned over and passed a small packet of chips to Avni with a playful grin.

Avni tore it open, the crisp sound of the chips filling the quiet train carriage. She popped one into her mouth, savoring the salty crunch, and without thinking, held out a few to Akshat. He chuckled softly and took them, shaking his head at her automatic care for him.

It was such a simple, ordinary gesture-but in that little act, the bond between them spoke volumes. Avni didn't need words to show her love and trust for her brother; it was in the way she fed him, the way she instinctively thought of him before herself.

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Everyone got lost in their phones, the steady rumble of the train beneath them. Akshat's eyes couldn't help drifting toward Saavi, who was resting her head lightly on Aria's shoulder, legs tucked beneath her. She was laughing quietly at something on her phone...a food video, maybe a couple's clip...but it wasn't the video that held hit..it was her.

He noticed every detail. The way her new haircut framed her face, the gentle crinkle of her eyes when she smiled, the soft rise and fall of her chest as she laughed. She seemed so at ease, so warm leaning against Aria, and it made Akshat's chest tighten.

His mind wandered, as it often did when she was near. They already liked each other-they just didn't say it. Every little gesture she made, every small movement, was amplified in his mind. The tilt of her head, the softness in her eyes, the subtle way she seemed to trust Aria enough to rest her head-he could feel the pull between them, unspoken but undeniable.

He wanted to lean forward, to say something, anything, but his fingers clenched around his own phone. He could feel the heat rising in his chest, that familiar flutter he always got when she laughed near him. He wasn't supposed to show it-not yet-but every glance, every little smile, spoke volumes they couldn't yet voice.

For a moment, he let himself simply watch her, savoring the closeness without needing words, the quiet intimacy of the space she allowed herself to inhabit. It was enough-for now.

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Avni glanced at her brother, noticing the way his eyes kept drifting toward Saavi. She blinked, mouth slightly open in disbelief... and without warning, pinched him hard.

"AHHHHHHHH!" Akshat yelped, rubbing his hand where she had pinched.

Everyone turned to look at him.

"Pagal ho gya kya?" Shivansh whispered sharply, trying not to laugh.

(Are you mad?)

Akshat shot a glare at Avni, who merely smirked, pulling out her phone. She typed something quickly and held it up for him to see:

"KEEP YOUR EYES AWAY FROM HER."

Akshat froze, eyes wide, staring at his sister. He gulped audibly, caught red-handed, as if the entire train could see his guilty crush.

Quickly, he snatched her phone and typed back, showing her:

"SHUT UP."

Avni looked at him, unimpressed, and immediately typed again. Everyone nearby glanced at them, curious and confused. She held up the screen:

"Should I tell papa you're staring at Saavi?"

Akshat's face went pale. He snatched the phone and typed back hastily:

"I am not staring."

Avni tilted her head, smirk in place, and typed again:

"Yes you are."

A minute passed. Their fingers flew over the screens, bickering silently, words unspoken aloud but completely visible through their typing and gestures. Every so often, they would glare, roll their eyes, or huff in frustration-like a secret battle only they understood.

The people around them couldn't help but notice. Shivansh raised an eyebrow at Rohan, who shrugged, stifling a laugh. Saavi peeked over at them with a curious smile, while Tanya and Aditya exchanged amused glances.

Finally, Akshat's frustration got the better of him. He slammed out:

"I AM NOT STARING-I LIKE HER."

His heart skipped a beat as he realized what he had just admitted. Too late-Avni had already read it, smirking wickedly at her brother's helpless blush.

"I knew it." Avni said shrugging and smirking.

Akshat glare at her making her roll her eyes.

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Tanya put her phone down and, with a swift motion, snatched Aditya's as well.

"Sajni ji, kya hua?" he asked, looking at her adorable pout.

("My dear, what's wrong?")

"Sajanwa, sab phone kyun use kar rahe ho? Train trip hai ya phone trip?" she asked innocently, her eyes sparkling with mischief.

("Beloved, why is everyone using their phones? Is this a train trip or a phone trip?")

Aditya melted at her innocence, leaning down to kiss her forehead softly.

He then turned to the others, voice wide and commanding: "Oii, chalo sab, phone rakh do andar."

("Hey, everyone, put your phones away inside.")

Everyone exchanged confused glances but obediently set their phones aside.

"Kya hua, bhaiya?" Saavi asked curiously, tilting her head

("What happened, brother?")

"Meri sajni ji ko pasand nahi aa raha ki hum sab phone chala rahe hain," Aditya said firmly, his tone full of quiet affection.

("My beloved doesn't like that we are all using our phones,")

Everyone collectively went "Awww," charmed by the little display of love and care.

"Ab kya karen, bhabhi?" Avni asked, sitting up straight.

("So, what do we do now, sister-in-law?")

"Haan, isa batao pehle," Rohan chimed in, teasing Avni with a sly grin.

("Yeah, tell her that first,")

"Lal muh wala bandar zyada bakwaas kiya na, yaha is window se bahar fek dungi!" Avni said, rolling her eyes dramatically.

("The red-mouthed monkey has talked too much, I swear I'll throw him out this window!")

Everyone burst into laughter.

"Truth or dare?" Tanya suggested, smiling mischievously. Everyone nodded eagerly.

Aria blinked. She had heard of this game before but had never played it herself.

"We'll start from bhabhi herself," Saavi said, a wide mischievous grin spreading across her face. Her eyes sparkled, clearly enjoying the little drama she was about to create, which made Tanya's own face light up in excitement.

("We'll start with sister-in-law herself,")

"I'll take truth," Tanya said confidently, sitting up straighter, her hands clasped on her lap. Her eyes gleamed with a mix of curiosity and nervous anticipation.

"Ok bhabhi, tell us... before marriage with Adi bhaiya... ever had a boyfriend?" Avni asked, leaning forward slightly, eyes twinkling with mischief. Akshat groaned and buried his face in his hands at his sister bold question, while the others chuckled softly, some exchanging knowing glances.

("Ok sister-in-law, tell us... before marrying Adi brother... did you ever have a boyfriend?")

Tanya's cheeks instantly deepened into a bright crimson, her fingers fidgeting nervously in her lap. Her lips parted slightly as if to protest, but only a soft giggle escaped. Aditya, meanwhile, turned to her, raising a questioning eyebrow, his lips curved in a small, amused smile.

Shaking her head and letting out a soft, nervous giggle, Tanya whispered, "No," and everyone erupted into laughter. Her eyes darted around, shyly avoiding the teasing stares, while a small smile tugged at the corners of her lips.

Aditya chuckled, leaning slightly forward, wrapping a protective arm around her waist and pulling her gently closer. Tanya's body stiffened for a heartbeat, then relaxed slightly, pressing closer into him, cheeks still pink, her eyes sparkling with embarrassment and amusement.

Rohan next," Akshat said with a sly smirk, eyes glinting mischievously as he nudged his friend.

Rohan chuckled softly, rubbing the back of his neck, a little nervous but playing along. "Me too... truth," he said, trying to sound casual. His fingers tapped lightly against his knee, betraying the small tension he felt.

"Ok Rohan, biggest mistake you've ever made," Shivansh asked playfully, leaning back slightly, a teasing sparkle in his eyes.

Rohan stiffened, his shoulders tightening as his gaze dropped to the floor.

His hands clenched briefly in his lap before he slowly lifted his eyes toward Aria, voice low and guilty. "When... I doubted Aria... and said some mean things... which hurt her," he admitted, each word weighted with regret. His jaw clenched slightly, eyes searching hers for a sign of forgiveness.

All eyes subtly turned toward her, waiting for her reaction. A few of the friends leaned in, curiosity softening into admiration for her grace.

Aria looked up at him, blinking softly, her expression calm, warm, and gentle. A small, sincere smile curved her lips, radiating understanding. It wasn't just a polite smile-it was a quiet, heartfelt gesture that spoke louder than words: forgiven.

Rohan exhaled slowly, a visible relief washing over his face. His shoulders relaxed, and a small, sheepish smile appeared as he glanced at the group. Everyone around them, sensing the tender moment, smiled warmly, a gentle hush falling over the train cabin as the weight of unspoken forgiveness settled in.

Avni next," Tanya announced, her eyes twinkling as she leaned forward.

Avni straightened immediately, her lips curving into a mischievous grin. "Dare," she declared confidently, folding her arms as if daring them to challenge her.

Rohan's smirk grew wide, mischief practically dripping from his face. "Chalo, Miss Perfect... dekho, humare side waale compartment mein ek family snacks kha rahi hai. Jao unke saath baitho... aur bina puchhe thoda snack kha lo. Fir bas thank you bolkar wapas aa jao."

("Alright, Miss Perfect... see that family in the next compartment eating snacks? Go sit with them, eat some without asking, then just say thank you and come back.")

The entire group froze. Their jaws dropped in unison, eyes wide as if Rohan had suddenly lost his mind. A collective silence followed, then everyone turned slowly to Avni, expecting her to protest or roll her eyes.

But instead...Avni grinned wider, stood up without hesitation, and started walking toward the other compartment.

"Arey... wait-Avni!" Shivansh half-whispered in shock, his eyes following her in disbelief.

("Hey... wait-Avni!")

The others exchanged panicked looks, holding back their laughter. Saavi clapped a hand over her mouth, giggling uncontrollably.

They all peeped through the partition like curious children watching a drama unfold. Avni casually sat down with the family, picking up a snack with an easy smile, popping it into her mouth as if she belonged there. The family looked at her with wide eyes, then chuckled at her confidence, returning her smile warmly.

Within moments, Avni stood up, thanked them politely, and walked back like nothing unusual had happened.

The group erupted into laughter. Shivansh threw his head back, clutching his stomach. "Social anxiety is scared of her!" he exclaimed, shaking his head in disbelief.

Saavi nearly fell over laughing, and even Akshat cracked up despite himself.

Meanwhile, Rohan sat frozen, his smirk wiped clean, looking absolutely horrified. "Ye... ye sach mein kar gayi?" he muttered under his breath, staring at Avni like she had just broken the laws of the universe.

("She... she actually did it?")

Avni plopped back into her seat with a victorious grin, brushing invisible dust off her shoulder. "Easy."

Akshat next," Rohan announced, mischief dancing in his tone.

Akshat straightened, his jaw tight. "Truth," he said flatly.

Avni's lips curved into a sly, evil smirk. "Do you like any girl? If yes... describe her."

Akshat shot her a glare sharp enough to slice glass, but Avni only raised her brows in mock innocence, daring him to back out.

A long pause. His Adam's apple bobbed as he swallowed, but finally, he exhaled. "Yeah... I like someone."

The atmosphere shifted instantly.

Rohan and Aria exchanged quick, exaggerated 'we-know-nothing' faces, their eyes darting everywhere except toward Akshat. Avni bit her lip, suppressing a victorious grin, while Shivansh-who knew Akshat better than anyone-stared at him like he'd just dropped a bomb.

"Describe her, bhaiya," Aria asked softly, leaning forward, her curiosity genuine.

Akshat's gaze flickered-just for a heartbeat-toward Saavi. She was sitting casually, legs folded under her, munching on a chip, completely oblivious... or maybe pretending to be. The sight made his chest ache.

Closing his eyes as if gathering courage, he began.

"Her mid-length hair... shiny... maybe silky too," he said, his voice lower, gentler than usual.

His lashes trembled as he spoke, as though he was picturing her right in front of him.

"She has black eyes..." He paused for a breath, almost lost in thought. "Cute pink cheeks... lips shaped like an 'M'..."

Everyone went still.

"Soft... always happy and carefree... emotional, but strong at the same time. And no matter what-she always finds a way to stay positive."

By the time he finished, it didn't feel like a game anymore. It felt like a confession wrapped in poetry.

Saavi's hand, still holding the chip, stilled halfway. She blinked, her throat suddenly dry, unable to hide the pink blooming across her cheeks.

Avni's smirk grew wide enough to split her face. Rohan grinned. Shivansh sat confused that his bestfriend didn't told him. Aria's lips parted in awe, touched by the sincerity in his tone.

But Akshat... Akshat kept his eyes closed, because if he opened them, he knew he'd betray himself completely.

"Devar ji ka bestfriend aap ko kisi se real wala love karta ho," Tanya teased, breaking the heavy silence with a giggle.

(Brother-in-law's best friend... you really love someone, don't you?)

Akshat finally opened his eyes, a small, almost shy smile tugging at his lips. It wasn't a denial. It wasn't an acceptance either. But it was enough to make hearts race.

Aria, catching Saavi's stunned expression, quickly diverted. "Saavi next."

Saavi blinked, almost startled, still reeling from Akshat's indirect confession. Her cheeks were a shade warmer, her fingers fidgeting with the corner of the chips packet.

"Truth," she said softly, her voice not carrying its usual playful bounce.

Aditya, ever the caring elder brother, leaned forward. "When was the last time you cried?" he asked gently, knowing how sensitive his little sister really was beneath all the chatter.

Saavi's lips curved into a sheepish smile. "Hehe... jab aap Uttar Pradesh gaye the na... last month tab."

(Hehe... when you went to Uttar Pradesh last month... that time.)

The whole group grew quiet, their expressions softening instantly. Tanya's eyes misted with affection, and even Shivansh, who often teased his little sister mercilessly, looked at her with tenderness.

Aditya's throat tightened. He reached out instinctively and patted her head, his touch protective. "Pagli..." he whispered, shaking his head fondly.

And in that moment, the teasing game melted into something warmer-a reminder of the unbreakable bonds tying them all together.

"Aria next," Akshat said with an encouraging smile, his voice gentle.

Aria blinked, a little startled at being picked, but after a pause she nodded. "Truth."

Akshat leaned forward slightly, curiosity flickering in his eyes. "Umm... Aria, what is the most beautiful moment of your life?"

The question lingered in the air. Aria lowered her gaze, her fingers tracing invisible patterns on her lap. For a moment, silence stretched, as if she was sifting through memories carefully tucked away. Then, her lips curved into a soft, nostalgic smile.

"I went to an orphanage with Mumma and Papa... on my tenth birthday," she began, her voice steady yet fragile at the edges. "And Papa adopted that orphanage that day... as my birthday gift. It was the most beautiful day because those children were so happy."

Her words carried warmth, painting the image in everyone's mind-children laughing, small hands tugging at her, her parents' proud faces beside her.

Aria's eyes shone faintly with unshed tears, but her smile was radiant, almost glowing in that moment.

The group fell silent for a heartbeat, struck by the innocence and purity of her memory. Then, one by one, soft smiles appeared-Rohan nodded deeply, Saavi's eyes softened, Avni leaned her head on Akshat's shoulder, and even Shivansh, quietly watching her, felt something shift inside him.

Everyone smiled, not just at her words, but at the light she carried even in her pain.

"Ansh bhaiyaaa, next!" Avni grinned mischievously, her eyes sparkling with mischief.

Shivansh leaned back casually, a smirk tugging at his lips. "Dare."

Before Avni could even think, the entire group chorused in unison, "Sing a song!" Their voices overlapped, playful and teasing, the energy filling the cabin with laughter.

Aria blinked, tilting her head in confusion. She had heard his voice once before..softly humming during that house activity but it was hidden behind instruments and Avni's stronger notes. She'd never heard just him.

Shivansh raised his brows at the group, pretending to look annoyed, but the faint chuckle escaping him betrayed his amusemen , shaking his head. His fingers tapped lightly on his knee, as if already finding rhythm.

Aria's eyes lingered on him a moment longer, curiosity flickering. Something about the confidence in his smile and the spark in his eyes made her chest tighten-like she was about to discover another hidden layer of him.

Shivansh paused, his gaze resting on Aria. A small smile curved his lips before he slowly closed his eyes, letting silence fill the room for a heartbeat. Then, in a voice soft yet steady, he began-

"कजरा मुहब्बत वाला

अँखियों में ऐसा डाला,

कजरे ने ले ली मेरी जान,

हाय रे मैं तेरे क़ुरबान..."

("This kohl of love has settled in your eyes,

It's stolen my very soul,

Oh, I surrender myself to you...")

The room seemed to shift. Everyone grew quiet, their bodies relaxing as his velvety voice wrapped around them like a lullaby.

Aria froze. His voice was... different-gentle, almost vulnerable, nothing like what she had heard before. Slowly, almost unwillingly, her eyes lifted to him.

And that's when he opened his own. His gaze locked with hers, deep and unwavering. Heat flushed Aria's cheeks, and in a flurry of panic she looked away. But Shivansh didn't. He sang on, his voice steady, his eyes tracing only her.

"आई हो कहाँ से गोरी, आँखों में प्यार ले के,

चढ़ती जवानी की ये पहली बहार ले के..."

("Where have you come from, fair one,

bringing love in your eyes,

bringing the first bloom of youth with you...")

His lips curved just slightly, almost teasing, almost claiming-

"दिल्ली शहर का सारा मीना बाज़ार ले के,

झुमका बरेली वाला कानों में ऐसा डाला,

झुमके ने ले ली मेरी जान, हाय रे मैं तेरे क़ुरबान..."

("With all the beauty of Delhi's bazaars,

you've worn the jhumka from Bareilly in your ears,

and with it, you've stolen my soul...

Oh, I surrender myself to you.")

Aria's breath hitched. She didn't miss the way his voice lingered on Bareilly- Uttar Pradesh. Her state. The meaning wasn't hidden. The song wasn't just a dare, not just music. It was directed at her. Every word. Every note.

And everyone felt it.