The house was abuzz with excitement, and the scent of marigold flowers mixed with the sweet fragrance of rose petals filled the air. Jhanvi’s baby shower had turned into a full-blown celebration, one that was rich with tradition and filled with love from all sides. Sid had worked tirelessly to ensure everything was perfect, from the decorations to the food, and now, as the guests began to arrive, the joy in the atmosphere was palpable.

Jhanvi, dressed in a stunning pastel pink saree with gold embroidery, sat at the center of the living room, glowing with happiness. Her sisters, Shanvi, Dia, and Natasha, surrounded her, each beaming with pride. Their children—Shaan, Naisha, Rimsha, Naman, and Advaita—added an extra layer of life to the event, running around the house, playing, and giggling without a care in the world.

“Oh, Jhanvi, you look so beautiful today,” Shanvi said as she adjusted Jhanvi’s dupatta, her son Shaan clinging to her leg. “I swear, pregnancy suits you.”

Jhanvi laughed softly. “Thanks, Shanvi. But I think it’s more the love and excitement of everyone being here. It feels unreal.”

Dia, who had her daughter Rimsha sitting on her lap, chimed in, “And we wouldn’t miss this for the world! Rimsha has been talking about seeing her ‘new baby cousin’ nonstop.”

Rimsha looked up with wide, curious eyes. “When will the baby come, Maasi?” she asked innocently, making everyone laugh.

“Soon, sweetheart. Soon,” Jhanvi replied, leaning down to kiss her niece’s forehead.

Suhana, Sid’s younger sister, entered the room carrying a large tray of sweets. Her energy was infectious as she handed out sweets to everyone, beaming from ear to ear. “The sweets are here! No celebration is complete without them!” she declared, offering a piece to Jhanvi first.

Natasha, always the practical one, balanced her son Naman on her hip while directing the kids to sit in one place. “Okay, Naman, Advaita, and everyone else—time to settle down for a bit. Let Maasi enjoy her special day without you lot running wild,” she said with a grin.

Sid, meanwhile, stood by the door, watching the scene unfold with a fond smile. He loved seeing Jhanvi surrounded by her family, her laughter filling the room as they shared stories, pulled her leg about the pregnancy, and reminisced about their childhood. It was a rare moment when all the sisters could be together, and Sid knew how much it meant to her.

The rituals soon began. Each sister took turns tying a sacred thread around Jhanvi’s wrist, offering blessings for her and the baby. Shanvi was first, gently placing the thread on Jhanvi’s wrist as she whispered a prayer. “May you always be strong, and may this baby bring you all the joy in the world,” she said, her voice filled with emotion.

Dia followed, placing her thread and adding with a smile, “And may your child be as mischievous as Shaan and as sweet as Rimsha.”

Natasha was next, her prayer simple but heartfelt. “May you and your baby always have health and happiness,” she said, giving Jhanvi’s hand a squeeze.

Suhana was the last to tie the thread, her eyes sparkling with joy. “And may your baby bring all of us as much happiness as you’ve brought into Sid’s life,” she said warmly. “You’ve always been like a sister to me, Jhanvi.”

Tears welled up in Jhanvi’s eyes as she looked around at her sisters, Sid, and Suhana, feeling overwhelmed by the love they all showered on her. She wiped a tear away and said softly, “I don’t know how to thank all of you. You’ve made this day unforgettable. I’m so lucky to have all of you in my life.”

Shanvi smiled and pulled Jhanvi into a gentle hug. “No tears today, Jhanvi. Today is about happiness and celebrating the beautiful life you’re about to bring into the world.”

Sid joined them then, standing behind Jhanvi and placing his hands gently on her shoulders. “And we’re all here for you, every step of the way,” he said, his voice filled with love and reassurance.

The day unfolded with laughter, music, and games. The kids played happily in the background while the sisters caught up, sharing stories about motherhood and marriage. Gifts were exchanged, blessings were given, and Jhanvi soaked in every moment, knowing that this was a day she would cherish forever.

As the sun began to set, the house was filled with the soft glow of fairy lights, casting a warm and intimate atmosphere over the celebration. Jhanvi looked around at her family, feeling the deep connection she shared with each of them, and for the first time in a long time, she felt completely at peace. Surrounded by love, she knew that whatever challenges lay ahead, she would never have to face them alone.