Shivaay came out of the bathroom and he was expecting them to be calm but they didn't. They exposed his mind with lots of questions. Shivaay sat down on the floor.

"I'm having a headache", screamed Shivaay.

But they didn't stop despite of Shivaay screamed. Adam and Darshan was peeping from the door.

"Please be quiet!", cried Shivaay.

"Guys! Please listen to him once",added Darshan.

"Please calm down, everybody", uttered Gauri.

"Tell us"

"See guys! I took this decision for our well in future",said Shivaay.

"Will you please elaborate this "well"?",asked Omkara.

"Okay! Guys! It's a way to our dream and through this, we can achieve it"

"It's your dream", exclaimed Anika. "Not mine or anyone of us"

"I agree, we have the voice or passion of singing but I don't think, we should take it to another level as you are thinking Shivaay",added Gauri.

"Exactly"

"Wait! I'll just come"

Shivaay went downstairs and he brought six boxes of different colours. He called them out from the bathroom. They came out and thought something of the box.

"Isn't it a gift", asked Bhavya excitedly.

"No! It's your dream which you have kept for so long inside and please don't pretend as you don't know", added Shivaay.

"This red box... Miss Anika, would you like to open it?", asked Shivaay politely.

"Hmm! Okay"

When she opened it, lot's of fireflies came out and was lighting the entire box and Shivaay signed her to took the diary and the mic well decorated with glittery sticker. Shivaay took the diary from her hand.

"Guys! This diary contains something beautiful", added Shivaay, then he handovered to Darshan.

Anika picked the mic and hugged as if it was her lost friends. A few drops of tears came out of her eyes. Shivaay swiped it and told her not to waste this precious pearl tear.

"It's lyrics",screamed Darshan.

"Yup! I have wrote it myself", exclaimed Anika.

"What?"

"That's beautiful", praised Adam.

"Now, Omkara... Your turn"

Omkara opened the box and it was lighting with the fluorescent star. That was giving a positive vibes. He took out a picture with the Indian singer Sonu Nigam when he was around ten years and a flute.

"You remember these things", reminded Shivaay.

"This picture was taken by grandma at the concert of Sonu sir",added Omkara with low tone of voice. "This flute... I bought this with my first earning at a restaurant at the age of 11"

"Yes, my brother, how can you say that music is not your dream".

Shivaay signed Rudra to open his boxes but Bhavya came forward and opened hers as she knew it. When she opened her box, a sweet melody could be heard. She took out a small violin and hugged it tightly.

"My dad gave me this",cried Bhavya.

Shivaay hugged her asked her to calm down. Everybody became emotional.

"Rudra! Open yours",

Rudra's box was filled with glitters. He took out his pieces of newspapers cut out of all singers around the world and a Jew's harp.

"Jew's harp"

"I know some of you, don't know about it, it's  a lamellophone instrument, consisting of a flexible metal or bamboo tongue or reed attached to a frame.", said Shivaay.

"Gauri!", signed Shivaay.

When she opened her box, a voice said "Hello! Welcome back to you house of deam". Gauri flashed a smile with tears falling on her cheeks.

"I installed it...", cried Gauri. "That's my dream house"

She removed a ocarina and a diary of rythm.
She showed them her ocarina and even tried to play it but due to not practice, she couldn't.

"Ocarina is so tiny and light you can easily fit it in your pocket or even wear it as an extravagant necklace", added Shivaay. "Am I right, Gauri"

"Hmmm"

"Guys! Come on... That's your dream... Wake up and see it... They are calling you out", exclaimed Shivaay. "That's our dream"

"Yes! Shivaay... You are right and we are sorry", cried Omkara.

Rudra and Omkara hugged Shivaay

All of them had a group hug.
They seeked apologize for troubling him and making Shivaay to do this.

"But Shivaay, you are are gem", said Darshan by sending a flying kiss. 

"You know guys, today is an auspicious, as it's Divali"

"Ohh shit! I forgot... ",added Darshan. "I have to wish my fans.

"Yaah!!!"

"What's Divali?", asked Adam.

"Diwali is the Indian festival of lights, usually lasting five days and celebrated during the Hindu Lunisolar month Kartika. One of the most popular festivals of Hinduism, Diwali symbolizes the spiritual "victory of light over darkness, good over evil, and knowledge over ignorance", explained Shivaay.

"Ohh okay"

"Happy Divali, sir"

"And here, we have sweets", added Darshan.

They feed each other and enjoyed the moment. Adam switch on the TV accidentally. The news was broadcasting that  Shivaay, Anika, Gauri, Omkara, Rudra and Bhavya are missing since 24 hours.

"Who have done this?"

"Oh no! Dadi"

"Papa"

"Chachu"

"We are dead", they said in chorus.

Without wasting anytime, they called them but none of them was answering. Darshan tried and got Ronit Roy on the phone.

"Good morning sir and Happy Divali", wished Darshan. "We are so sorry, actually they all are at my place"

"Early morning"

"Sorry! It was a crucial emergency"

"What happened", said Ronit in a tense voice.

"Nothing! It's just a simple matter and we have sort it out"

"Okay! I'm going to take the complaints back",added Ronit.

"Guys! Everything is under control", reassured Darshan.

"Thank God"

"Let's have a Divali party", announced Adam.

"That's a great idea"

"I'll do the arrangement at my place",added Shivaay.

"Okay cool"

Shivaay dropped them home with their boxes. He personally invited their families to the party. The thing which was bothering him that how could everyone be calm after taking back the missing complaint as Anika and Bhavya informed him that their parents was calm when they arrived home.

06:00 p.m.

The guests started to arrive and the Oberoi mansion was shining with lights and diya. After some time, Anika and Ronit graced the function, then Bhavya and his uncle and aunty. Krutika welcome them but her eyes on at the door. She was waiting for Smriti. As Krutika is a punctual lady, she loves every thing to be done in time. She asked all of the guests to come forward for a small prayer.
She was about to start but then...

"Hamare bina puja shuru kar dogi",added a voice.

"Smriti"

She was accompanied by Darshan and Adam. Krutika hugged her and welcome her. Then they started the "puja". After the puja, they was offered "prasad" and they wished each other "Happy Divali"

"As we have singers on the house, I request Darshan to sing a bit"

The atmosphere changed completely. They all was enjoying the moment.

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"Hope you guys will enjoyed the moment as they all are doing"

"Still, I hope you are showered in shiny thoughts as you begin This "Divali 2020"

✨"Here wishing you all a Happy Divali"✨

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"How my character are celebrating Divali"