As Aashvika entered her room, she was met with a comical sight that made her giggle uncontrollably. Her husband, Ekansh, was sleeping on the sofa, his body contorted in an uncomfortable position, with his legs dangling off the edge and his arms splayed awkwardly. The image was a perfect snapshot of exhaustion.

Meanwhile, Parth had taken over the entire bed, sprawled across the sheets like a starfish, claiming every inch of space as his own. Aashvika's amusement grew as she took in Ekansh's plight, her eyes scanning the room to absorb every detail of the chaotic scene.

Without hesitation, Aashvika grabbed some clothes from the closet, her movements swift and deliberate. She knew exactly how to awaken her sleeping beauties from their slumber. A sly grin spread across her face as she set the alarm clock to its loudest tone, anticipating the chaos that would ensue.

Then, she made a hasty retreat from the room, leaving the alarm clock to do its magic. The sudden, ear-piercing shriek shattered the peaceful atmosphere, jolting Ekansh and Parth upright. Their groggy eyes snapped open, disoriented and confused.

The sound was like a tidal wave, crashing over them and sweeping them off their precarious perches. Ekansh tumbled off the sofa, while Parth fell off the bed, both of them landing with thuds on the floor. Groans escaped their lips as they struggled to shake off the remnants of sleep.

Aashvika couldn't help but laugh at the scene unfolding before her. Her husband's misery and Parth's befuddlement were priceless. "Good morning!" she chimed, her voice dripping with amusement.

Ekansh rubbed his eyes, his expression a mixture of annoyance and amusement. "Remind me to kill you later," he muttered, his voice laced with playful menace.

Parth simply grunted, his face still etched with sleep. Aashvika chuckled, her laughter echoing through the room. "They deserve this !" she exclaimed.

And with that, she left them to their morning struggles, closing the door behind her and leaving Ekansh and Parth to navigate the challenges of waking up.

Ekansh and Parth exchanged a look, a spark of competition igniting between them like a flame that refused to be extinguished. This was more than just a routine morning; it was a battle for supremacy, a clash of wills that would determine who would reign supreme for the day. Without a word, they simultaneously made a beeline for the washroom, each determined to claim the first spot and start their day on a victorious note.

Aashvika had already left, unaware of the impending battle brewing in her wake. Her departure created a power vacuum, leaving Ekansh and Parth to engage in a friendly yet fierce struggle for dominance. The air was electric with anticipation, the tension palpable as they faced off in the ultimate showdown.

Parth, quick-witted and cunning, pulled a fast one on Ekansh. With a mischievous grin spreading across his face, he darted into the washroom, slamming the door shut behind him and securing his triumph. The sound of the door closing was like the starting gun in a race, signaling the beginning of a new day and a new rivalry.

Ekansh's face contorted in frustration, a low grunt escaping his lips as he realized he had been outmaneuvered. "Seriously?" he muttered, his voice laced with amusement and exasperation. He couldn't believe he had fallen victim to Parth's cunning tactics.

Rolling his eyes, Ekansh scooped up his belongings and headed towards the guest room, deciding to use the other washroom rather than engage in a prolonged battle. "I'll just use the other washroom," he thought, his mind already plotting his revenge. This was far from over; Ekansh would not rest until he had reclaimed his rightful place as champion.

As he walked, he couldn't help but chuckle at Parth's antics, admiring his friend's cunning nature. "That guy's something else," Ekansh mused, shaking his head in wonder. Parth's ability to stay one step ahead was both impressive and infuriating.

Meanwhile, Parth was reveling in his victory, a triumphant smile spreading across his face as he began his morning routine. He felt invigorated, his senses heightened by the thrill of competition. The rush of adrenaline coursed through his veins.

"Ha! Beat you to it, brother," he whispered, his voice barely audible over the sound of running water. This was his moment, and he savored every second.

Little did Parth know, Ekansh had already planned his revenge, plotting a counterattack that would catch his friend off guard. The game was far from over.

The house was alive with possibility, the dynamics between Ekansh and Parth creating an electric atmosphere.

Everyone headed towards the dining table, their stomachs growling in anticipation of the delicious breakfast spread before them. The atmosphere was lively, filled with chatter and laughter as they settled into their seats, eager to begin their day.

Aarushi, however, detoured to the kitchen, her creative juices already flowing. She had a sweet surprise in store for her loved ones, something that would make their morning even more special.

Minutes later, she emerged with a radiant smile, bearing a tray laden with her handmade desserts. The aroma wafting from the dishes was irresistible, teasing their senses and building anticipation.

"Today's special treats," Aarushi announced, her voice filled with pride and excitement. The room fell silent as everyone's eyes widened in awe, taking in the colorful display before them.

On the tray were glasses filled with a vibrant mixed fruit smoothie, its colors dancing in the morning light. The blend of fresh fruits created a mesmerizing palette, inviting them to take a sip.

Next to the smoothie glasses sat a majestic bowl of mixed fruit ice cream, its creamy texture glistening under the light. The combination of flavors and textures promised a delightful experience.

The room erupted into a chorus of oohs and aahs as they dug into Aarushi's creations. Parth was the first to break the silence.

"Wow, bhabhi, you're a genius!" Parth exclaimed, his eyes shining with admiration.

Aashvika's eyes sparkled with excitement. "Can't wait to taste these!" she chimed in, already reaching for a spoon.

Ekansh rubbed his hands together in anticipation. "Bring it on!" he declared.

Abhimanyu simply smiled, his eyes locked on Aarushi, pride radiating from his face. Krishnaa watched this silently munching on her paratha

Aarushi beamed, her heart swelling with joy. "Help yourselves, everyone!" she invited.

The room filled with the sound of spoons clinking against glasses and bowls as they indulged in Aarushi's creations. The mixed fruit smoothie was a symphony of flavors.

Its sweetness was balanced by the tanginess of the fruits, creating a refreshing harmony that revitalized their senses.

The mixed fruit ice cream melted in their mouths, its creamy texture coating their taste buds and leaving a lasting impression.

Time stood still as they savored Aarushi's handmade desserts, the world outside fading into the background.

In that moment, love and gratitude filled the air, binding them together in a shared experience of joy and appreciation.

And the day began on a sweet note, filled with promise and possibility.
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Aarushi's eyes scanned the room, taking in the delighted expressions of her loved ones as they savored her creations. Everyone was enjoying the treats, their faces reflecting their pleasure, and their eyes shining with gratitude. The atmosphere was filled with warmth and contentment.

However, Aarushi's gaze landed on Krishnaa, who sat quietly, her eyes fixed on the glass of smoothie and bowl of ice cream in front of her. Krishnaa's expression was different from the others, her brow furrowed in contemplation, as if trying to decipher a puzzle or unravel a mystery.

Aarushi noticed Krishnaa's confusion and wondered what was troubling her. Was it something about the taste, or perhaps an ingredient? Had she accidentally added something that Krishnaa was allergic to? Aarushi's mind began to whirl with possibilities.

Krishnaa's gaze remained fixed on the smoothie, her eyes scanning the colors and texture as if searching for an answer. Her brow furrowed deeper, and her lips pursed in concentration. It was as if she was trying to recall something, but it lingered just out of reach.

Aarushi's curiosity grew, and she considered approaching Krishnaa to ask if everything was alright. She wanted to ensure that her creation hadn't caused any discomfort or distress. But before she could act, Krishnaa's eyes snapped back into focus.

Krishnaa looked up, her expression still clouded with uncertainty. Her eyes seemed to hold a mixture of confusion and concern.

"Krishnaa, is everything okay?" Aarushi asked, her voice gentle and inquiring.

Krishnaa hesitated, her eyes darting around the room before settling back on Aarushi. The pause was palpable.

"Ofcours," Krishnaa said, her voice barely above a whisper.

Aarushi sensed there was more to Krishnaa's words and decided to press gently. She wanted to understand the root of Krishnaa's confusion.

"Didn't you like it?" Aarushi asked.

Krishnaa's gaze drifted back to the smoothie, her eyes locked onto it as if searching for answers.

"No it's delicious" Krishnaa admitted.

Krishnaa's hesitation seemed to dissipate as she picked up her spoon and began sipping her smoothie, the cool liquid gliding down her throat and refreshing her senses. The flavors danced on her palate, a perfect blend of sweet and tangy that awakened her taste buds. She followed it with a bite of the creamy ice cream, its sweetness exploding on her taste buds and leaving her wanting more.

The tension around her dissolved as she savored the flavors, her expression transforming into one of delight. Her eyes sparkled, and a gentle smile played on her lips, radiating happiness. The others, sensing the return of Krishnaa's enthusiasm, continued their own indulgence, devouring the treats with renewed vigor.

Parth let out a satisfied sigh, his spoon clinking against the bowl as he scraped up the last remnants of ice cream. His eyes closed in rapture, and he leaned back in his chair, savoring the lingering flavors. "This is heavenly, bhabhi!" he exclaimed, his voice filled with genuine admiration.

Aashvika nodded in agreement, her eyes shining with pleasure. "Your culinary skills are unmatched, diii," she said, her voice laced with sincerity. "You have a gift for creating dishes that bring people together." Aashvika's words echoed through the room, and everyone nodded in agreement.

Parth chuckled, his mouth full of smoothie. "Can we have this every morning?" he asked, his eyes twinkling with mischief. The room erupted into laughter, and Aarushi smiled, her face flushing with pleasure.

In this moment, time stood still. The world outside receded, and all that mattered was the love, laughter, and warmth they shared. The smoothie and ice cream had become more than just treats – they were a symbol of their bond, a reminder of the joy they found in each other's company.