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𝐇𝐞𝐲 𝐦𝐲 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐬!✨
𝐏𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐞 𝐫𝐞𝐦𝐞𝐦𝐛𝐞𝐫, 𝐢𝐭'𝐬 𝐨𝐤𝐚𝐲 𝐭𝐨 𝐨𝐮𝐭𝐠𝐫𝐨𝐰 𝐩𝐞𝐨𝐩𝐥𝐞, 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐞𝐬, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧 𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐬𝐞𝐥𝐟. 𝐇𝐞𝐚𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐢𝐬𝐧'𝐭 𝐚𝐥𝐰𝐚𝐲𝐬 𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐲, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐠𝐫𝐨𝐰𝐭𝐡 𝐫𝐚𝐫𝐞𝐥𝐲 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐬 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐝𝐢𝐬𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐭.
𝐁𝐮𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡 𝐢𝐭 𝐚𝐥𝐥, 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐨𝐰𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞, 𝐩𝐚𝐮𝐬𝐞, 𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐭, 𝐨𝐫 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐛𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐡𝐞.
𝐂𝐞𝐥𝐞𝐛𝐫𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐥𝐞 𝐰𝐢𝐧𝐬. 𝐓𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐩𝐫𝐢𝐝𝐞 𝐢𝐧 𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐰𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐮𝐩, 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐢𝐭'𝐬 𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐝. 𝐀𝐧𝐝 𝐦𝐨𝐬𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐚𝐥𝐥—𝐛𝐞 𝐠𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐥𝐞 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐬𝐞𝐥𝐟. 𝐘𝐨𝐮'𝐫𝐞 𝐝𝐨𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐛𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐧 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐤.
𝐖𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞
𝐍𝐨𝐰 𝐥𝐞𝐭'𝐬 𝐛𝐞𝐠𝐢𝐧 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫...

✨UDAIPUR – 7:00 AM✨

The sun was still stretching its golden arms across the sky, painting Udaipur's serene morning in hues of orange and pink.

The air was crisp, the city slowly waking up to another day. Amidst the silence, the rhythmic sound of shoes hitting the pavement echoed through an empty jogging trail.

A tall, well-built man in his mid-twenties, dressed in black joggers and a fitted t-shirt, ran at a steady pace, his breathing controlled, his gaze focused.

His movements were fluid, effortless, exuding an air of quiet dominance. Reaching a towering skyscraper, he entered, took the lift, and pressed the button for the 25th floor.

As the elevator dinged open, the house help—a woman in her late forties—was already holding the door open for him.

"Kaki, bache uth gaye kya?" (Kaki, have the kids woken up yet?) he asked, running a hand through his slightly damp hair.

The woman smiled warmly, a sense of familiarity in her gaze. "Nahi baba, abhi tak toh nahi uthe." (No, baba, they haven't woken up yet.)

Aarish Singh Rathore nodded, the ghost of a smirk playing on his lips. "Aap ek cup coffee bana dijiye, main khud bachon ko uthata hoon." (Please make me a cup of coffee. I'll wake them up myself.)

She nodded, already making her way toward the kitchen, while Aarish headed to his room.

The spacious bedroom held an air of silent longing. A large portrait hung on the wall—a picture of him with his parents from a time that now felt like another life.

He stared at it for a moment, his fingers clenching at his sides, a sad smile played on his lips. The ache was dull, familiar... permanent. But before he could dwell on it, he turned away, heading toward the bathroom.

A few minutes later, dressed in a dark blue suit paired with a crisp white shirt, he stood before the mirror, adjusting his watch. He sprayed his cologne, running a hand through his neatly styled hair, when Kaki entered, holding a steaming cup of coffee."Baba, aapki coffee."

He took it with a small nod. "Shukriya, kaki. Aap breakfast tayar kijiye, main aur bache bas 20 minute mein aa rahe hain." (Thank you, Kaki. Please prepare breakfast. The kids and I will be at the table in 20 minutes.)

Kaki smiled. "Ji baba, waise bhi aaj pehla din hai unka 11th ka, school bhi time se jaana hoga." (Yes, baba. Anyway, today is their first day of 11th, they'll need to be on time for school.)

Aarish hummed in response, taking a sip of his coffee before making his way toward the first door on the left.

✨Advik's Room✨

Pushing the door open, he let out a small chuckle at the sight before him.

Advik Singh Rathore—his younger brother and one half of the mischievous twins—was sprawled across the bed in the weirdest sleeping position possible. One leg dangled off the edge, his face half-buried in a pillow.Aarish walked toward him, placing his coffee on the bedside table. 

Leaning down, he shook his brother slightly."Adi, bache, uth jao. It's first day of your school, champ. I don't want you running late."

Advik groaned, trying to bury himself deeper into the mattress. "Bhaisa, paanch minute aur..." (Bhaisa, five more minutes...).Aarish sighed before ruffling his hair. "Nahi, abhi, common getup." (No, right now.). 

At that, Advik grinned sleepily and hugged him. "Theek hai, theek hai, ja raha hoon!" (Fine, fine! I'm getting up!). Shaking his head in amusement, Aarish got up. "Good. Taiyaar ho jao aur breakfast table pr milo. I'll go and wake Anu up." (Get ready and meet me on breakfast table.)

Advik gave a lazy salute before dragging himself out of bed. Aarish grabbed his coffee and walked toward the next room.

✨Anaya's Room✨

Unlike her brother's mess, Anaya's room was a neat contrast of pastel pinks and whites, reflecting her soft and elegant personality.And there she was—his little princess, curled up with a teddy bear, sleeping peacefully.Aarish smiled fondly, crouching next to the bed.

"Anu bacha, wake up." His voice was gentle, a stark contrast to his otherwise cold demeanor.The little girl stirred slightly but didn't wake up."Princess, aaj aapka first day hai. Agar late ho gayi toh pehle din hi mujhe aapki complaint sunni padegi" (Princess, today is your first day. If you get late, I'll be the one hearing complaints.)

At that, Anaya's sleepy eyes fluttered open. She saw Aarish and immediately smiled, reaching out to hug him."Good morning, Bhaisa!"

Aarish chuckled, hugging her back. "Good morning, bacha. Chalo, fresh hojao, warna aapke bhaisa ko late hona padega aap dono ki wajah se." (Good morning, baby. Now hurry and freshen up, or your brother will be late because of you two.)

She giggled, nodded, and hopped off the bed. Aarish watched her disappear into the bathroom before heading back to his room.

✨Breakfar table✨

By the time Aarish reached the dining area, he had already switched into work mode. He sat with his laptop open, scrolling through business emails while sipping his second cup of coffee.

A particular email caught his attention.His jaw tensed. His grip on the coffee mug tightened slightly. His eyes narrowed as one subject caught his attention—Sharma Industries proposing a partnership with his startup—his dream project, medical equipment manufacturing.

His heart leaped, hope flickering in his chest as he carefully read through the details.

"Interesting. A partnership with Sharma Industries? Let's see what they have to offer," he thought, unaware of the connection that awaited him.

And just as he was about to type a response, his peace was disturbed.

"Bhaisa, dekhiye na! Adi ne mera project chhupa diya !" (Bhaisa, look! Adi hid my project!)Aarish sighed, glancing up to see the twins already in full-fledged war mode.

"Bhaisa, maine kuch nahi chhupaya! Main toh bas sambhal kar rakha tha!" (Bhaisa, I didn't hide anything! I just kept it safe!) Advik grinned, clearly enjoying the teasing.

Aarish pinched the bridge of his nose. "Dono shant ho jaiye. Adi, Anu ka project wapas do." (Both of you, calm down. Adi, give Anu her project back.)Advik pouted but returned the project.

As they settled for breakfast, Aarish put his laptop aside and looked at them seriously.

"Aaj tum dono ka first day hai. Be good. No complaints. Samjhe?" (Today is your first day. Be good. No complaints. Understood?) Both nodded, stuffing their mouths with food.

Satisfied, Aarish finished his coffee and breakfast, got up, and grabbed his car keys. "Let's go, I'll drop you off...aur sham ko driver kaka aap dono ko lene aaenge."(And in the evening, Driver Kaka will come to pick both of you up)

With that, the three of them left—two for school, one to conquer the world.

"𝐁𝐚𝐬 𝐞𝐤 𝐧𝐚𝐲𝐢 𝐝𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐚𝐧 𝐤𝐢 𝐢𝐛𝐭𝐢𝐝𝐚 𝐡𝐚𝐢... 𝐚𝐚𝐠𝐞 𝐤𝐢 𝐤𝐚𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐢 𝐭𝐚𝐤𝐝𝐞𝐞𝐫 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐡𝐞𝐠𝐢."

𝐀𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭'𝐬 𝐡𝐨𝐰 𝐢𝐭 𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐛𝐞𝐠𝐢𝐧𝐬... 𝐭𝐰𝐨 𝐥𝐢𝐯𝐞𝐬, 𝐭𝐰𝐨 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬, 𝐮𝐧𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐥𝐲 𝐦𝐨𝐯𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐝 𝐞𝐚𝐜𝐡 𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫.

💫 𝐓𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐢𝐬 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐠𝐢𝐧𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐨𝐟 𝐑𝐞𝐰𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐔𝐬. 𝐀 𝐣𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐧𝐞𝐲 𝐨𝐟 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞, 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠, 𝐟𝐚𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐲, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐚𝐭𝐭𝐥𝐞𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐲'𝐥𝐥 𝐟𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭—𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐦𝐬𝐞𝐥𝐯𝐞𝐬, 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐞𝐚𝐜𝐡 𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫.

𝐈𝐟 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐞𝐧𝐣𝐨𝐲𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫, 𝐩𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐞 𝐯𝐨𝐭𝐞, 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐬𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐬! 𝐘𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐬𝐮𝐩𝐩𝐨𝐫𝐭 𝐦𝐞𝐚𝐧𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐥𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐦𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐤𝐞𝐞𝐩𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐲 𝐚𝐥𝐢𝐯𝐞. 🖤✨

𝐖𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐟𝐢𝐫𝐬𝐭 𝐢𝐦𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐀𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐬𝐡 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐛𝐨𝐧𝐝 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐬𝐢𝐛𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬? 𝐀𝐧𝐝 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐝𝐨 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐤 𝐚𝐛𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐀𝐚𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐦𝐚'𝐬 𝐣𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐧𝐞𝐲 𝐚𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐝? 𝐋𝐞𝐭'𝐬 𝐭𝐚𝐥𝐤 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐬! 💬
𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐲 𝐢𝐬 𝐨𝐧𝐥𝐲 𝐠𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐝... 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐲 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭'𝐬 𝐧𝐞𝐱𝐭? 😉🔥

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