"Bhai, Badi maa is calling you." Hearing Maan's voice Mihir's expression changed the same expressionless and stern look on his face and humming he went from there. While Tara just looked at his disappearing figure.

As he went inside he saw Sara sitting at the couch in a red Anarkali with golden embroidery, diamond earings and a small red bindi her hair left open her head covered with a red chunni gifted by Mihir's grandmother while she was  looking down at her hands. She was sitting with his mom at left side and her right side was left empty where he had to sit. He walked towards her and just sat there. His eyes dark and his jaw clenched with each ritual they were doing.