Outside, the rain was falling, tapping on the roof like a soothing knock. It was daytime, yet the clouds had covered the sky, casting a shadow over everything. Inside, a warm glow filled the room where a new life was being welcomed.

“Congratulations! It’s a boy,” the doctor said, smiling, as the nurse gently lifted the baby into her arms.

“Look at him, so tiny and precious,” the nurse said with a smile, wrapping the newborn in soft cloth before placing him in Anjali’s arms. “You’ve been blessed with a healthy little one, Mrs. Rathore.”

Anjali, though exhausted, glowed with a unique kind of light. She held her newborn son close, her eyes filled with tears as she smiled and whispered, “Rajan... he’s perfect. Our Daksha.”

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The nurse stepped back and whispered softly to the doctor, “Such a heavy rain outside, but there’s such peace here. This house is filled with a new kind of light.”

Rajan stepped closer, his face radiating pride and tenderness. He cradled his son in his arms and softly said, “My son... you’ve brought light into a dark day.”

Saumya and Kanak, who were five years older and identical twins, stood nearby, watching with wide eyes. Saumya, ever the protector, said firmly, “I will always keep him safe.”

Kanak, ever curious, leaned in with a big smile and said, “He’s so tiny! I’ll teach him everything I know.”

The doctor nodded, satisfied with the calm in the room. “It’s always a blessing to see a new life. This boy... he’s lucky to have all of you.”

The rain continued to pour outside, as if even the heavens knew the importance of the moment. The Rathore family welcomed their new guest, filled with joy. But they didn’t know yet that this was just the beginning... much more was yet to come

in their story.