The Homecoming.

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"Why on earth is Grandmother so stubborn at this age?" Karan asked as he sucked the orange in his hand. Saraswati peeled more for him.

"I don't know, son" Aunt Jigyasa answered, with her eyes fixed on the magazine. When it comes to fashion, she makes sure to get all the vital messages and latest designs.

"Let her just allow us to get married" He continued. "I deserve to be with the woman that I love. Don't I?"

"Yes, dear," Saraswati answered, her own eyes fixed on her son. She handed him another orange and continue to peel the remaining on the tray.

"Then, why won't she let be?" He sank back to the four sitters with his legs crossed. There was only one way to deal with his grandmother's stubbornness. For years, he listened and did everything she wanted. His life was checked by her. She decided for him.

"Mother" A loud voice Interrupted his thoughts. They all looked towards the stairs as Alia raced to meet them. She was so excited that made him wonder what it was this time.