Randheer and Ragini finally settled into their car after what felt like an endless day of shopping. The bags piled high in the back seat swayed gently with every turn, a testament to Ragini’s unrelenting enthusiasm for the day's hunt. As Randheer adjusted the rearview mirror, he pinched his brows, ready to retreat into the comfort of silence.

Just as he was about to turn on the engine, Ragini's bright laughter broke through. “Thakur Sahab,” she chirped, her eyes sparkling with mischief, “can we stop for kulfi on the way home?”