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Randhir was sleeping peacefully in his room but his sleep got disturbed by d shouting of a lady.....

Come out right now..... I m telling u for d last time
Shekhawat....

      *no answer*

U wont listen na.....Ok den I m going to take Jack home....N I will love him not u.....
N he will sleep wid me not u...

Ummm yeah....I will make yummy food for him....we will go for outing...movie.....

Hearing all dis randhir came out from his room in his messy state....

Wat happen now....why r u shouting dat too early morning......
asked rd while yawning.

U r asking me....u know wat....I m not going to talk to anybody....
said sanyu poutingly.

Kisne gussa dila diya subah subah meri Angrezan ko.....

asked rd teasingly...actly
rd teased sanyu calling her angrezan coz she spoke english flawlessly.           She learnt eng in very less span.

Or kon hoga aapke ladle ke alava.....

kabse se doodh ka glass lekar ghoom rhe h hum per wo kabhi sofe ke piche chup jata h toh kabhi table ke niche...

Roz ek hi natak....doodh nhi peena h
answered sanyu twisting her lips.

He smiled hearing his sons name...yes dey have blessed by a son. he is only 3 n half year old but very naughty....
coz of him his mother was shouting.

Shekhawat.....this is my last warning I m going take jack....
hearing dis der son came under d table while shouting.....

No....mumma no....
plesshhh.....

Rd laughed seeing his sons naughtiness.

No...no...i m not gonna talk to u.....
Jack is so sweet....he always listen to his  mumma unlike u...
sanyu said looking away to him.

Den rd came to his son n asked him..
Yash...aap kyu mumma ko tang kerte ho....dekho mumma naraz ho gyi....
comon say sorry to mumma...

Sholly mumma.....
yash said making puppy face.

no...har bar sorry bolte ho or fir mumma ko tang kerte ho....
said sanyu (thoda bhav to khana banta h)

Yash looked at his dad.
Den rd came near sanyu n said...

Comon sanyu...maaf kar do na...ab esa nhi karega wo...h na yash...

yechh....mumma sholly..

First finish dis milk den i will think....
said sanyu thinking lit.

5 year....yess dey completed 5 year of der marriage. Dese years were so blissfull for dem n d most priceless gift dey got from God is der son....Yash vardhan shekhawat.

Sanyu completed her graduation wid d help of randhir....coz after her first year of college dey got to know about der first baby.

Initially she was very worried dat how she will manage baby n her study den she said to rd dat she will skip d 2nd year n after baby's birth she will continue...

but randhir told her dat he will help her...he will take care of her n d baby she need not to skip her clg.

N dat happened...he took good care of her n baby.
he used to take her to d clg den picked her from d clg.
He fullfilled her every wish no matter wat she demands n in wat time she demands.

He helped her in studies..
wen she got tired he used to complete her clg project while managing his office work also.

Wen she reached in 8 month of pregnancy she had to give her semester exam n dat was d most difficult phase of der life..

but randhir never let her take stress...he used to stay wid her whole day in  exam span in case she need anything.

He used to stand out of exam hall whole 3 hours..

But after seeing der sons face both forgot all der stress.....problem everything.
Dey were beyond happy..
Both managed der sons responsibility as well as der professional life wid d help of each other.

Dis is d result dey r dis much happy today in der small world.
Randhir had become a well known young buisnessman n his wife...

well right now she is doing research on Indian culture for higher studies
coz randhir never stopped her in doing anything infact he always motivates her to make her own identity.

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At Valentine day....

Dance compt for couples
was happening.....
It was time for sandhirs dance....
Der son wished dem luck

both reached till d dance stage.....
sanyu wore a cream col light weighted semi lahenga with red stole.
Randhir wore dark brown kurta with jeans.

Der dance started wid d beats of song....

Ek ek thumke pe sau sau taaliyaa.....

Hile jab lakh tera hilti h baaliyaa....

Ek ek thumke pe sau sau taaliyaa...

Hile jab lakh mera hilti h baaliyaa...

chaubis ghante munde rehnde mere agge pichhe...
mere agge pichhe... 

Jab high heel te nacche
te tu badi jacche.....
jab high heel te nacche
te tu badi jacche.....

Dey danced flawlessly on dis song well it was not difficult for sanyu coz she knew how to dance but yeah difficult for randhir dat too wid sanyu.....

but for her happiness he learnt from her...
yess she became his dance teacher dat too strict one.

Coz it was her wish to participate in dance comp  which used to held every year on valentine.

An another couple came to wish dem coz dey again won d comp....

Congo....
Mr.&Mrs. Shekhawat again..
Mrs. Smith chipped den said....

Dats not fair....This is 3rd time u guys won d comp  dat too consistently.

Sandhir laughed hearing dis...den randhir said...

See Mrs. Smith I told u dat my wife danced so well....

Den yash came running towards dem...sandhir bow down n hugged der son....

Tondotlaten (congru...)
mumma dadda...
yash wished his parents in his own language.

Ohh my baby...
Thanku shoo much mera baccha....
said sanyu kissing her son.

Den shekhawat family leave for der home after enjoying d party.....

Everything was so good in der life but still der was something which was missing n both knew wat....

            
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