Chronicles Of My Darling Husband

33. Pratisthana (Part 3)

Time slipped unnoticed, and in four months Jagdish and Nishita found themselves seated together, surrounded by their loved ones, ready for their Saagai ceremony.

Watching their eldest son embrace the path of marriage filled Yashoda and Veer's hearts with boundless joy. Jagdish had always been their pride and joy, their cherished child whom they had nurtured with utmost care since childhood.

When Jagdish had initially shown little to no interest in marriage, Yashoda had been plagued with worry. She had confided in her husband, expressing her concerns about their son's reluctance. Veer Satyajit Singh, ever the voice of reason, had reassured her, reminding her that everything happens in its own time. "He'll come around when he finds the right person," he had said, tenderly brushing away her anxiety. But beneath her facade of calmness, Yashoda couldn't shake the feeling that there was more to Jagdish's hesitation than met the eye.

Fast forward to the present moment, and Yashoda's heart swelled with happiness as she witnessed the genuine smile adorning Jagdish's face, brought about by his newfound connection with Nishita. Tears of joy welled up in her eyes, a testament to the overwhelming emotion coursing through her.

Glancing at her husband, Yashoda couldn't help but share her elation. "Just look at our Sher. He's so happy, Veer."

He smiled affectionately, teasing her gently. "Stop coddling him like a child, Yasho. He's about to get engaged."

Yashoda chuckled, her cheeks flushing with warmth. "He'll always be my baby," she replied tenderly, her gaze softening as she looked at Veer. "Isn't he the reason we're together, after all? How could I not love him the most?"

Veer's smirk turned into a knowing smile. "Nostalgic, are we?", he leaned closer to her, whispering, "When it comes to discussing the conception of our children, I must admit that Subhadra's time was particularly delightful for me."

Yashoda's eyes widened and she swatted his arm, her laughter ringing through the air. "Oh, hush!" she exclaimed, her heart brimming with love and gratitude for the journey they had shared.

--

Krishna observed Mohini, his eyes thoughtful as they lingered on her. "You're quite the opposite of your cousin and her friend," he remarked.

Mohini's brow furrowed in confusion. "What do you mean?" she retorted, her tone defensive. "Nishi Di and Devi Di are like guardian angels in my life. Without them, my Maa would never have allowed me to take another gap year to prepare for med school."

"Is that so?" Krishna's grin widened with interest. "And why's that?"

"Because my Maa believes it's pointless," Mohini explained, her expression turning sour. "She thinks there's no use burying yourself in books when marriage is the ultimate goal. Why waste time, money, and brainpower, right?"

Krishna nodded understandingly, a chuckle escaping him at her innocence. "And what about you?"

Mohini's eyes sparkled with determination. "Well, I want to be a surgeon," she declared proudly. "My dad's on board with it, and Nishi Di threw a fit to convince my mom, so here I am, taking a second gap year."

"I see," Krishna replied, his curiosity piqued. "But why medicine?"

Rolling her eyes, Mohini replied sarcastically, "So I can work in a fancy hospital and rake in loads of cash."

"What?" Krishna burst into genuine laughter. "I'll have to remember to avoid the hospital you would work if I ever fall ill."

Mohini joined in his laughter, her tone teasing. "Good idea. Wouldn't want a corrupt officer ending up under my operating table."

Krishna laughed heartily, the image of a certain someone under whose stethoscope he wanted to live his life.

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"We should broach the topic of Mohini with them," Supriya whispered, her eyes alight with anticipation as she observed her daughter chatting with Singh's younger son.

Angad turned to her with a furrowed brow. "Supriya, you're aiming too high. Mohini is too young to be considering marriage," he cautioned, his gaze shifting to Krishna. "And even though he's busy with his second degree for now, I've heard he aspires to become a police officer. I can't bear the thought of our girl living in constant fear of losing her husband to some hooligan's bullet."

Supriya scoffed. "Not every story ends in tragedy. Besides, if that's the case, why didn't you object to Nishita marrying Jagdish? He's just as susceptible to danger from criminals."

"I did object, but you were adamant!" Angad retorted, shaking his head. "I never thought Nishita would agree so easily.

Supriya's frustration simmered. "Just look at our daughter and Krishna. They make such a lovely pair."

"We'll find someone else for Mohini," Angad insisted, his tone stern. "Let's not plant these ideas in her head, I don't want that boy near our daughter ever."

The tension between husband and wife hung in the air, their differing opinions on their daughter's future casting a shadow over their conversation.

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A/N

Please don't shout!

I'm aware that 90% of my followers are infatuated with Krishna (10% are in love with him XD) and find it hard to accept him with anyone other than... Well, you know who. But life has a way of surprising us when we least expect it. Even as I wrote Krishna's tale, you've witnessed how society pressures him to "settle down." That's just how the world operates. And in Xavier's story, you'll uncover more about the challenges he faced in his love life... So, yeah. Don't come after me for this, lol.

Yashoda and Veer being romantic is so cute :)

"Gum Hai Kisi Ke Pyar Mein" for one and only Krishna, whole lyrics suit him so much. And, Abhay Jodhpurkar is just so fucking good, gosh what a voice :*

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