🔥✨ THE CROWN OF DARKNESS 👑

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✦✨🩵 THE FAMILIES 🩵✨✦

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“A family doesn't need to be perfect; sometimes, their worst teasing is simply another way of saying, ‘I'm here.’”

— The Crown of Darkness 👑

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The three families lived close enough that their children had practically grown up in each other's houses.

Nothing extraordinary.

Just three normal middle-class families in Noida.

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THE VERMA FAMILY

Rakesh Verma worked in management at Heritage International Learning School.

Archna Verma was a homemaker.

Their children?

Sakshi and Kartik.

Sakshi was the daughter Rakesh could never say no to.

Kartik was the son Archna defended even when he was clearly guilty and gave lecture later.

At least...

that was what Kartik believed.

Because one morning—

"Sakshi!"

Rakesh looked toward his daughter.

"Why is your brother complaining that you hid his shoes?"

Sakshi looked offended.

"Papa, maine hide nahi kiye. Bas uski aankhon ko thoda exercise karwa rahi thi."

(Papa, I didn't hide them. I was just giving his eyes some exercise.)

Kartik stared at her.

"Papa!" He winced.

Archna laughed.

"Beta, tu bhi na..."

Kartik looked at his parents with betrayal.

"Aap logon ne isko itni dangerous genetics di hai..."

(You people gave her such dangerous genetics...)

He pointed toward Sakshi.

"...lekin mujhe defend karne wali koi genetics kyun nahi di?"

(...but why didn't you give me any genetics for defending myself ?)

Rakesh tried not to laugh.

Archna didn't even try.

Sakshi proudly took another bite of her breakfast.

"Weak genetics, Aaru."

(Weak genetics, Aaru.)

"DI!"

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THE KAUSHIK FAMILY

Subodh Kaushik worked as a bank manager.

Pinky Kaushik was a homemaker.

Their children were Jeevika and Anurag.

Jeevika was organised.

Anurag was...

not.

At breakfast, Anurag was already complaining.

"Mummy, Janvi di ne phir mera room check kiya."

Pinky looked at him.

"Room clean rakha kar."

Anurag stared at her.

"Par mummy—"

Jeevika calmly interrupted.

"Uske room mein kapde nahi milte, archaeological discoveries milti hain."

(You don't find clothes in his room; you find archaeological discoveries.)

Subodh laughed.

Anurag looked at his father.

"Papa?"

Subodh immediately raised both hands.

"Main beech mein nahi aa raha."

Anurag's face fell.

"Inko ye wali genetics toh de di..."

He pointed toward Jeevika.

"...par humein defend karne ki genetics derivation mein shayad parents ka contribution zero tha."

(You definitely gave her these genetics... but apparently, in the genetic derivation for defending us, the parents' contribution was zero.)

Pinky laughed.

Jeevika simply looked at him.

One eyebrow went up.

Anurag immediately lowered his voice.

"...Main bas mazaak kar raha tha. Hehe 😁" He smiled sheepishly.

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THE OTHER KAUSHIK FAMILY

Ajay Kaushik managed the shops in their locality.

Radha Kaushik was a homemaker.

Their children were Tulshi and Dhruv.

Tulshi was neat.

Calm.

And academically brilliant.

Dhruv was...

Dhruv.

One morning, Radha found his school tie lying on the dining table.

She picked it up.

"Dhruv!"

Dhruv came running.

"Haan, mummy?"

"Ye tie yahan kya kar rahi hai ?"

Dhruv looked at it.

"...Rest kar rahi thi."

Tulshi immediately looked up from her book.

Dhruv pointed at her.

"Don't."

Tulshi smiled.

"Main toh kuch boli bhi nahi. "

(I didn't even say anything, )

Dhruv looked at his mother.

"Mummy..."

Radha smiled.

"Beta, Tanu ko kuch bolne ki zarurat hi nahi padti. Tu phle hi apne karm yaad karke sudharne lagta hai. "

(Kid, Tanu don't even need to ask.) (Who can translate the second please translate.)

Dhruv sighed.

"Mummy, inko bhi dangerous genetics mili hain."

(Mummy, she got dangerous genetics too.)

He looked toward Tulshi.

Then toward Sakshi, who happened to be visiting.

Then toward Jeevika.

All three girls were sitting together.

Dhruv's expression slowly changed.

"Actually..."

He looked at his mother.

"...Teenon ko."

(Actually... all three of them.)

Tulshi calmly turned a page.

Sakshi grinned.

Jeevika raised an eyebrow.

The three boys gulp and exchanged a look.

Kartik whispered,

"Bhai, humein defend karne wali koi genetic line hi nahi mili."

(Bro, apparently we didn't inherit or get any genetic line for self-defence.)

Anurag nodded seriously.

" Aur milegi bhi nahi. "

(Neither we are getting.)

Dhruv sighed.

"Hum teenon ki toh kismat hi kharab hai."

(The three of us are simply doomed.)

From the other side of the table, Sakshi smiled.

"Bilkul."

(Absolutely.)

The three girls burst out laughing.

And the boys?

They silently accepted their fate.

Because in these families...

the sisters always had the last word.

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And today's task from where the derivation of "honey " comes.

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