Five years had passed.
Anvesha and Ayaan's little daughter Aarohi had turned five. Big, wide eyes. Very skilled at talking. And always two lockets around her neck—silver and gold. One hobby—she wanted to become a businesswoman like her father. When Ayaan said, "You want to learn business already?" Aarohi said, "Yes. I'll become a big businesswoman like Baba." Anvesha scratched her head. Ayaan laughed.
Today was Aarohi's school annual function. Aarohi would sing on stage. She was preparing since morning. Anvesha was dressing her up. Put a blue saree on her. Tied her hair. Fixed the two lockets around her neck.
"Will Uncle come?" Aarohi asked.
Arnab was fine now. That other entity inside him hadn't appeared for a long time. The doctor said—completely recovered. Arnab was now Ayaan's right hand in business. And whenever he got time, he took Aarohi out.
"Will come," Anvesha said, "Your uncle comes to all your events."
Aarohi became happy. "Then Grandma? And Nandini Grandma?"
Shanta Devi and Nandini now lived together. The two sisters seemed as if they had been together since birth. Riya had also grown up. Now eight years old. Aarohi's best friend.
"Everyone will come," Anvesha said, "Today is your big day."
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The function began. The school ground was full of people. Ayaan sat in the front row. Arnab beside him. Shanta Devi, Nandini, Riya—everyone.
Aarohi stepped onto the stage. The little girl stood. Began to sing—
"I build my own future, I dream big..."
Tears in Anvesha's eyes. This girl was that little child she had first seen in her vision. The one with two lockets in hand. Today she was growing up.
After the song, Aarohi won an award. First place. Ayaan ran to the stage. Picked up his daughter.
"My daughter. My gold."
Aarohi laughed and said, "I will become a businesswoman. Then I'll become big like Baba."
Ayaan said, "You're already big."
Everyone laughed. Anvesha also laughed. But suddenly her forehead started burning. That feeling after a long time. She closed her eyes—
She saw—Aarohi! Grown up. Standing in a classroom. Teaching students. Aarohi was now a teacher! Those two lockets still around her neck. A young man standing beside her. Giving her flowers. Aarohi was smiling.
Anvesha opened her eyes. Ayaan was looking at her.
"What did you see?"
Anvesha smiled softly. "Our daughter will become a teacher when she grows up. And love will come into her life too."
Ayaan was surprised. "A teacher instead of a businesswoman?"
"Fate can never be predicted," Anvesha said, "Like I used to see the future, but I never imagined—I would have such a beautiful life."
Ayaan squeezed Anvesha's hand. "How much fate can change—you proved that."
Aarohi came and said, "Mom, Dad, what are you saying?"
"Proud of you," Ayaan said.
Aarohi laughed. The two lockets around her neck sparkled. Silver and gold—the story of two sisters' reunion, and the beginning of a new generation.