After some months, we went back to Ashwin’s hometown for the Diwali celebration. We opted for the train as we had heavy luggage filled with gifts and special items from Hyderabad. As we neared the station, a sense of nervousness crept over me. I wasn’t sure how I would fit into the family dynamic, especially since it was my first Diwali with Ashwin’s extended family.

When we arrived at the station, I spotted Ankit and a young girl, who I assumed to be Radha Di's daughter, Akansha. Both of them quickly boarded the train and proactively helped us with our luggage, making the transition smoother. They led us to the entrance of the station, where we loaded everything into the car. As I approached the vehicle, I saw Mahesh Papa standing near the driver’s side. Respectfully, I touched his feet and received his blessings, as is tradition.

Once the luggage was packed, Akansha sat beside me in the backseat, while Ashwin took the front passenger seat. I found myself sandwiched between these two lively kids—Ankit and Akansha. Akansha, ever so energetic, grabbed my hand and asked with a smile, “How was your journey, mami?”

Her words threw me off for a moment. Being called mami (mother’s brother’s wife) made me feel a generation older, which felt strange. But then, as I glanced at Ankit, I realised I wasn’t alone in this new familial role. Smiling, I responded, “It was good. And how about you? Are you enjoying your Diwali vacation?”

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Akansha nodded happily and said, “Yes! Nani made so many sweet and salty snacks for Diwali!”

Though both of them were making an effort to keep me engaged and comfortable, it didn’t entirely ease my nervousness about meeting my grandmother-in-law. It was a significant moment, and I couldn’t help but feel anxious.

We soon arrived at the doorsteps of my in-laws' house. As we stepped inside, Ashwin and I dutifully touched the feet of all the elders to seek their blessings. Aunt Anita, always warm and welcoming, greeted us with a smile and asked us to freshen up before the festivities began.

As we walked to our bedroom, I gently tapped Ashwin on the shoulder and whispered, “What do you think your Dadi will think of the gifts we brought?”

Ashwin smirked and whispered back, “Dadi has a habit of complaining, even if she likes the gifts. Don’t stress too much about it.”

His words made my shoulders drop a bit. It seemed like winning over his grandmother was going to be tougher than I anticipated, even more difficult than pleasing my Aunt Aruna. At least Aunt Aruna’s face lights up the moment she sees gifts, but with Dadi... it was going to be a challenge.

I reassured myself that there was still time before the main Diwali event. Perhaps I could find something more to win Dadi over later. With that thought in mind, I grabbed my things and went to the bathroom to freshen up and gather my thoughts.