After the rich, satisfying dinner and the light, creamy desserts served in the hall, the family lingered in comfortable pairs—couples seated side by side on the plush sofas, the soft glow of lamps casting warm shadows across the room.

Anaya, ever the mischief-maker, leaned against Kanan with a playful grin and nudged Virat. “Jethji, bhabhi ko ek achha gift toh milna chahiye na? Pehli rasoi ke baad aise thodi chhod dete hain!”