What are you thinking? Suwarna asks at the beginning of the episode. According to Manish, whenever he thinks of Ruhi, he wonders why she is still there and won’t return. Rest certain, Suwarna will return home, she assures. The singer, that Abhir, didn’t show up, according to the manager. Manish pivots. Abhir comes to mind. He wants to know what your new identity is. “Abhir,” asserts the manager. “Can we meet him?” Manish asks. Abhir arrives. He takes a tumble. Egocentric concerns. Suwarna does a U-turn. She is held by him. Your boss says you showed up intoxicated once more; from this point on, I will not put up with you. After reprimanding Abhir, he dismisses him. We have a backup vocalist, he says, so he apologizes if he was rude to you. The hotel staff is reprimanded by Manish. Because we miss family on festivals, Suwarna insists he isn’t your grandchild and asks whether someone else shouldn’t be named Abhir. He claims that I also used his name in an interview. No, she adds; he was an alcoholic. “Would Abhir’s parents let him get such bad habits?” she asks, as she invites him to lunch. I sense my children are near by, but Manish thinks they’re gone. Abhira is taken aback by everyone. Thanks to them, Abhira expresses her gratitude. Aryan thinks Ruhi performed all the preliminary work. Abhira embraces Ruhi. Ruhi, Armaan gratefully acknowledges your act. “You lost control on the family,” Sanjay tells Maasa. No one will dare cut my kite, according to Dadi, therefore I shall do it myself. Abhira distributes the cake to all by cutting it into pieces. It was Armaan who told me you got it last. He is fed it by her. “Aw,” says everyone. Your future goals are inquired about by Kiara. Ryan cracks jokes. Talking to them is Abhira.
Charlie approaches a stranger and strikes up a conversation. Thank you for the internship opportunity, she says. Abhira is seen by Ruhi and Armaan. One day she finds a rose and decides to pick its petals. She assures me that this marriage can last more than a year since Abhira is so resilient, joyful, smart, diligent, and career-focused, much like you. He drools. He receives water from her. Abhira is lauded by him. She claims to possess all the qualities one could want in a life partner, but we’re fundamentally different. My family is important to me, but her mom’s dream is more important to her. We argue all the time, explain ourselves (which is pointless in a perfect relationship), fail to understand each other, and treat each other disrespectfully. I was popular at her college, but she kicked me out. She is my present, but she won’t be my future. Her face lights up with a smile. Abhira wishes I would receive an internship offer. A call comes in from her batchmate. The young woman wants to speak with Armaan. Abhira scolds her and refuses. They call her more frequently.
You shouldn’t get irritated too easily, Ruhi says. I am being asked for Armaan’s number by the girls, according to Abhira. You prevented Ruhi from attending college, and he claims that law students would be interested in talking to him if you didn’t disrespect him. She suggests becoming more mature and not constantly fighting with him. Aahira leaves. Perhaps she won’t quarrel today since Armaan said I’ll make her favorite noodles. Since she is a superior cook, Ruhi steps in and offers to make the noodles. He claims it’s your medications; he’s taken care of everything so you won’t be confused. He owes her a debt of gratitude. He assures her it’s alright and to cook fast because Abhira could be hungry. They are seen by Abhira. She departs. Armaan retrieves the bowl of noodles. According to Abhira, the noodles aren’t my style. He is adamant. She claims you didn’t make it, and even though Ruhi is clueless, she is aware of our arguments. I was only making a joke when he asked if Ruhi said anything. The fact that you tease her makes her wonder who you are. Their disagreements escalate.
She claims I’m acting so villainous right now. From his perspective, all I did was make a joke. According to her, “everyone comes and tells me that I’m bad,” but I’m just here for a few months, so please don’t spread rumors about me. As Ruhi observes, she agrees with Armaan that the two of them do not understand.
The time is morning, and according to Abhira, I was tardy. While Armaan irons her dress, she watches. Ironically, she takes it. Alas, the button snaps. She acquires a stapler. He takes a needle and threads it through the button. She gives the shoe a shining. Her face gets splattered with shoe polish. While holding her face, Armaan washes it.
Summary: “I’m getting late,” Abhira says. In her rickshaw, she is the driver. Armaan receives her tiffin when she arrives at the office. She departs. Ruhi shows up and claims that, as usual, I came in second.