“Oh my little baby, do you know how lucky you are! Mrs Sinha proclaimed, unabashed delight overriding an otherwise phlegmatic demeanor.
‘Yes Aishu, your mother’s right. We’re most fortunate the proposal has come from the Guptas.’
Aishwarya looked across the room at her parents.
The wall clock chimed eleven; it was well past their regular sleep time.
“Ashu, count yourself immensely lucky. This is your golden chance. Think about what’s going to happen. You’ll be living in the lap of luxury. London, Paris, Switzerland…all the beautiful places you dreamt about visiting will now be a reality. Oh! I am so happy for you, my dear. They have fallen for your simplicity, your values, and your grand success.”
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