"As long as there is the smallest desire, as long as one clings to the self, there will be rebirth, again and again. When all desires are dissolved, one goes beyond samsara."

— Brihadaranyaka Upanishad 4.4.6

It was soon Avishikta’s first birthday. Even the little girl can feel the happiness. Siya closed her laptop. She wasn’t able to enrol for her master’s. So, she started to take online baking classes. And it’s going superb.

She has invited her teacher and her batchmates. Also, she is making the cake herself. Life nowadays seems so peaceful. True to his words Abhimanyu healed something he never broke. She took off her apron and got freshen up. Coming downstairs she found Abhay playing with his granddaughter.

‘Siya bacha, your Ma is asking you to call Mannu. Ask him to come earlier.’ Abhay said tickling

‘Ji come earlier today. Your daughter’s dress has to be chosen by you.’ She texted. Abhimanyu came back within an hour. The designers were waiting for them.

‘This one will be best. My doll will look prettiest.’ Abhay agreed with Abhimanyu’s choice. The material was very soft for her baby skin. Then he chose saree for Siya, it was pre stitched half saree.

‘That’s a good choice.

‘Avu baby say Maaa.’ Mrinal said to her crawling granddaughter, picking her up.

‘Aaa..’ She said in gibberish making them all aww at her.

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Next day

Abhay was with Vishal who were calling guests. Vishal was going through the list of their present and past business connections. Mrinal was inviting her side of guests along with Siya’s friends. And Rohan, Rakesh and Robin were main in charge for the security along with Rithvik for cyber security. Even Victor and his son Vinesh were helping them. All the guests were escorted by their security. And this time Abhay made sure not even a bee can enter without his permission. Also, the chief guests like Kerala’s CM, Jaipur’s King and their international clients were invited along with many guests. Also, all family relatives were invited.

‘Listen you all I was silent during their marriage but not now. I will invite as much as I want and you my husband will take care of it.’ Mrinal declared.

‘Good Mira. Now listen make 6 different list

1. Chief gusts

2. Family relatives

3. Friends

4. Business associates

5. All the staffs

6. Our Kids

And don’t miss out anything.’ Devika declared.

‘Also, we have to make a box of special sweets and goodies as gifts to them and special box for our kids.’ Mrinal said and her assistant cum closest helper took a note of everything.

After dinner they moved to their respective rooms.

‘Lemme help you.’ He said and started combing her hair and then gave her a hair oil message.

Siya slept on Abhimanyu’s shoulder once it was done. She was feeling much relaxed.

‘Sleep well.’ He kissed her forehead and settled her on bed. Avishikta was in between them. He covered them with comforter.

On the day, 5 days later

The first birthday celebration of Avishikta Singh Raizada was a grand affair, blending traditional customs with modern extravagance. The entire extended family, along with close friends and business associates, gathered to commemorate this special milestone in Avu’s life.

The venue was the family's sprawling mansion, adorned with vibrant decorations and fragrant flowers. A large tent was erected in the lawn to accommodate the guests, providing a luxurious setting for the festivities. Whole Chatterjee family was also welcoming guests. Suhani and Jiya were mainly with ladies, whereas Barsha was always with Siya along with her friends. Asha ma came with her family and Siya was on cloud nine. The mother who brought her up is present on her baby’s special day.

As guests arrived, they were greeted with traditional Indian hospitality, with garlands of flowers and tilak applied to their foreheads as a symbol of welcome and blessings. Lavish refreshments were served, including an array of traditional sweets, savory snacks, and refreshing beverages. Mrinal along with her sisters-in-laws were helping the worker so that they won’t be stressed. Viraj, Rudra and Devansh were with their little sister. Aditya was looking after them along with Mihir and Amrita.

The centrepiece of the celebration was a beautifully decorated stage where the birthday baby sat, adorned in traditional attire befitting the occasion. The stage was adorned with colourful drapes, flowers, and twinkling lights, creating a magical ambiance.

The rituals began with a traditional puja ceremony, conducted by a revered priest, to bless the child and seek divine blessings for their future. Prayers were offered to the gods and goddesses, accompanied by the chanting of sacred hymns and the lighting of incense. Abhimanyu was holding

Following the puja, guests were invited to participate in various rituals and ceremonies, each symbolizing different aspects of the child's life and future prosperity. This included rituals such as the annaprashan (first rice feeding ceremony) and the mundan (first haircut ceremony), all performed with great reverence and devotion. Siya pouted seeing her daughter’s beautiful being chopped.

‘See I told you not to cut her hair. She looks so cute.’ For Abhimanyu her baby doll was so precious.

‘Ei chupp karo ar santo hoi.’ Siya replied in her broken Bengali. (Shut up and sit silently.)

After mundane it was time for annaprasan.

‘I don’t want anyone from my side to do this. I want Siya’s friends to do this ritual. It not about gender here. My wife’s shield was always her friends. So please ladies feed my baby her first rice.’ He meant Neha, Kavya, Shreya and Layla. The girls felt blessed and did the rituals. The little baby sat on their laps one by one and they fed her a small morsel of food including rice grain.

Mihir patted Abhimanyu’s back feeling proud. He remembered their time when he and his brother Mridul fed him.

‘Siya oke niye ja, Khaiye an. Mannu ja or sathe.’ (Take her and feed her. Mannu go with her.) Arti said.

‘No Didun, I will be fine alone. Ji, you go with Didun and have food and break your fast.’ Only Abhimanyu kept fast.

‘No..’

‘I will take Dibhai and Shreya with me.’ She said glaring at him. Arti laughed at Abhimanyu’s face so did Jiya.

‘Come Mannu.’ Jiya pulled him with her.

Siya was shocked when Abhimanyu pulled her away from them while coming down.

‘Ji, you?’ His hold on her waist got tighter yet not hurting her.

‘It’s me TweetyBird. I want to break my fast by tasting your lips.’ He said licking his lips.

‘Are you serious?’ She looked at him in disbelief.

‘Yes, now, may I?’ Abhimanyu said being impatient.

‘Well, you can.’ With that she pulled him near herself as her hands wrapped around his neck and kissed him tiptoed.

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Once all the rituals were done the last one was a little game, where the kid has to pick or hold something which will symbolize her future work.

‘Bordadabhai look she took brushes just like me but wait..’ Mrinal’s eye shined.

‘It’s a toy gun.’ Mihir completed.

Nobody knows who put that but she picked both and smiled showing them. She giggled looked at her father’s face ‘Pa..pa.’ Her low yet chirpy voice echoed in the hall.

‘I knew it.’ Siya smiled looking her baby, she taught her to speak papa for so long.

And at last, there was a huge amount of money donation. Siya sat with Avishikta in her lap and the same number of jewels of their weight was measured and distributed in the poor.

Throughout the celebration, there was live music and dance performances, showcasing the rich cultural heritage of India. Professional photographers and videographers captured every precious moment, ensuring that the memories of this special day would be cherished for years to come.

As the evening wore on, a sumptuous feast was served, featuring an extravagant spread of traditional Indian delicacies as well as international cuisines to cater to the diverse tastes of the guests. The birthday cake, towering and elaborately decorated, was brought out amidst cheers and applause, signalling the culmination of the celebration. And it was made by none other than Siya. She made a tall 6 tier baklava cake which was amazing. Everyone was praising her. Siya along with her aunt in laws serving the kids. Aroni was taking care of Avishikta who was almost sleepy.

‘So, I am gonna have my dessert tonight.’ Abhimanyu whispered.

‘Yes, it will be served.’ Siya replied looking at his eyes.

The first birthday celebration of Abhimanyu Singh Raizada’s first born was not just a party, but a symbol of love, blessings, and hope for a bright and prosperous future ahead. It was a joyous occasion that brought together family and friends in a celebration of life, love, and tradition.

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Late at night. Siya was a moaning mess. Avishikta was with her grandparents. And Abhimanyu was doing his job in between her wobbly legs.

His head was buried in between her legs, his lips sucking hungrily yet passionately on her honeypot. Siya’s hands were scattered in in his hair and you’re waiting to pull them. He continued to suck as he inserted two digits in her hole, pumping in and out causing you to moan in pleasure. His mouth never left her honeypot, he sucked and licked and kissed it all over.

‘Ooh God, Ji that feels so good’ Siya said, pulling his hair.

‘Yeah, baby bird? Do I make you feel good? You are so wet for me.’

He looked up at her for a split second not removing his fingers and then back down to her pussy giving it a kiss. His curled his fingers inside her hitting her spot. His mouth left soft wet kisses all over her inner thighs and then on her tummy. His hot breath landed on her core causing shivers down her spine and before she knew it, she had hit her orgasm. He pulled his fingers out of her as they were covered in her juices. All he did was smile up at her as she tried catching her breath.

“Fuck TweetyBird, you’re so hot” He finally said as he placed his mouth on her hole so he could clean her juices up and then he placed his fingers to his mouth and sucked until it was dry. She loved what she asked for herself. Truly she herself asked for it.

‘Be specific and ask for it.’ Abhimanyu said as she pulled down her lacy pantie.

And she specifically mentioned what she wanted. She wanted him to please her like he is her devotee and that’s what he just did.

‘So, you shaved because you knew I am gonna eat you.’ He said looking at her honeypot intensely.

‘No Ji I shaved because I made baklava.’ She said winking at him.

‘Don’t ever do it again. I am not gonna risk your health. Come let’s take a bath.’ Abhimanyu picked her up and they laid together in the bathtub. Siya was lying on her stomach on his chest sharing a deep kiss as she played with his hair.

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‘I am back Di. I am back to my baby. And now I want justice for myself.’

‘I am back! I am back my baby, my Ma.’

Smriti jerked from her sleep.

Siya smiled in her sleep.

WHO IS BACK?

Next chapter no romance only serious story. Or you want both?

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