"Good morning, Sheikh Ahmed al Zidra. Please make yourself comfortable," Shravan said with a polite smile."Just call me Basim," the young Sheikh said with a dismissive wave of his hand."Sure. Tea or coffee?" Mithran asked."Neither. I have heard that there's something called lassi available here. Haven't tried one yet. Didn't know where to get the best one. I would prefer that," Basim said cheerfully."Sure. We will arrange for the best lassi to be served," Shravan said and informed his assistant to make the necessary arrangements."We were informed that Sheikh Zayed Ahmed would be attending the meeting," Mithran asked curiously.Basim paused for a moment and then raised his eyebrow in query."Any problem in discussing the deal with me?" Basim asked."Of course not. I was just curious," Mithran said with a shrug."There was some emergency political issue which needed immediate attention from both my brothers. So they sent me here for business," Basim said vaguely, without revealing

"Hey, D!" Siddhu waved his hands as he approached where Drishti was waiting with little Dhruv."Finally! You found some time to spend with me," Drishti said, making Siddhu roll his eyes."It is you who is always busy. For the last three times, it was me who came to your home for a visit," Siddhu pointed out."And all you did was mooning over my son. You didn't even talk to me for five minutes," Drishti complained."Now, now! Don't be jealous of your own son, D," Siddhu teased, making Drishti huff."So? What's happening? Did you finally confess? Or are you still in the pre-relationship stage?" Drishti asked.Siddhu grinned and pointed behind him, and Drishti saw a very excited Shreya standing there."Oh em Gee!! You guys are official now?" Drishti squealed, and the other two bobbed their heads in agreement."When did this happen? Why didn't you tell me? You used to tell me everything before. Nowadays I am the last one to know about your life," Drishti complained, still miffed at hearin

Shravan was furious; he felt betrayed by both his wife and sister. They had kept something very important a secret from him for five years. When he woke up in the morning, he found himself alone in bed. Drishti hadn't come to their room the previous night, and he had no intention of going after her to convince her otherwise.As he walked out of the bedroom, ready for the day, he discovered Drishti and Shreya engaged in a serious conversation in the living room. Little Dhruv was lying on a rug, playing with his toys. Ignoring the two women, Shravan gathered his son in his arms and dropped an affectionate kiss on his head."Bhai..." Shreya called out softly. Shravan shot her a look and turned away, walking towards the main door. Drishti huffed in annoyance, seeing that Shravan didn't even spare her a single glance. How dare he?"I have never seen him this furious before," Shreya said anxiously."Did you call Siddhu?" Drishti asked."Yes, he is hurt. Bhai punched him hard," Shreya replie

She took Shravan's hand and led him to the balcony where the table was set, bathed in the warm glow of candlelight. The aroma of delicious Italian cuisine filled the air, making Shravan's stomach rumble in anticipation.As they settled into their chairs, Drishti poured them each a glass of red wine. The clinking of their glasses filled the quiet moment between them, and Shravan felt a sense of peace wash over him."I can't believe you went through all this trouble," Shravan confessed, a mix of surprise and gratitude in his voice. "You really know how to make me feel special, don't you?"Drishti smiled, her eyes sparkling with affection. "You deserve it, Shravan. We've been through our ups and downs, but I want us to remember the love that brought us together. Tonight is about cherishing each other and creating beautiful memories."As they savoured the delicious meal, their conversation flowed effortlessly. They reminisce about their early days as a couple, laughing at shared jokes an

Siddharth Angihotri sat in front of his serious looking, would be brother in law.“Shravan bhai..” He called out softly and Shravan simply raised his eyebrows in answer.Siddhu shot a look at his best friend and Drishti simply shrugged her shoulders saying that she cannot help him in this matter.“Shravan bhai. I am in love with Shreya. I know the way you found us was wrong, but our love isn’t wrong. Please do understand, bhai.” Siddhu pleaded.“Siddhu, I have known you for years. And yes, I know you are a good guy. But giving our princess to you is out of the question.” Shravan said and Siddhu felt his heart breaking at that moment.“Why, bhai?” Siddhu asked, looking down. He couldn’t look at anybody’s face.Drishti kept throwing glares at Shravan, but he simply ignored it.“As you know, we are a Rajasthani family, Siddhu. Marrying off our daughter into a Kannada family is not possible.” Shravan said.“Why the discrimination now, bhai? You are a Rajasthanian. And yet you are happily