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Third POV
She sings, as her hands wipe the tears off Kunti faces. She smiles at her Bua softly. Ananya was a lady she could guess the emotion roller coaster; her Bua was going through. Plus losing both your parents was similar to losing a child.
"Dukhan Laagi Hai Maa Teri Akhiya Dukhan Laagi Hai Maa Teri Akhiya Mere Liye Jaagi Hai Tu Saari Saari Ratiya O Meri Nindiya Pe Apni Nindiya Bhi Tune Waari Hai O Maa Aa Aa O Maa O Maa Aa Aa O Maa
Tu Kitni Achchhi Hai, Tu Kitni Bholi Hai Pyaari Pyaari Hai O Maa Aa Aa O Maa O Maa Aa Aa O Maa"
She raises her hand towards Maharani Gandhari knowing that she will sense it. And Maharani Gandhari senses it, she takes it and bends down engulfing the two ladies in a hug.
"Apna Nahi Tujhe Sukh Dukh Koyi Apna Nahi Tujhe Sukh Dukh Koyi Main Muskaayi Tu Muskaayi, Main Royi Tu Royi Mere Hasane Pe, Mere Rone Pe Tu Balihaari Hai O Maa Aa Aa O Maa O Maa Aa Aa O Maa
Maa Bachcho Ki Jaan Hoti Hai Maa Bachcho Ki Jaan Hoti Hai Woh Hote Hai Kismatwale Jinake Maa Hoti Hai Kitni Sundar Hai, Kitni Shital Hai Nyaari Nyaari Hai O Maa Aa Aa O Maa O Maa Aa Aa O Maa
Tu Kitni Achchhi Hai, Tu Kitni Bholi Hai Pyaari Pyaari Hai O Maa Aa Aa O Maa O Maa Aa Aa O Maa."
Ananya wipes away the tears of the ladies. She smiles at them sweetly as the boy's stare. Pitamah smiles a little. The boys were thankful that Ananya calmed their mothers down. They didn't know what would happened had she not been there.
