The lively atmosphere inside the house took a completely different turn after the arrival of Ram’s grandfather.
Only a few moments ago, the entire family had witnessed the amusing sight of both Pawan Kalyan and Nagendra Babu being scolded like naughty children.
Ram had watched everything from beginning to end with great interest.
Seeing the future Power Star rubbing the back of his head with tears in his eyes was not something he had expected to witness in this lifetime.
Even now, Pawan looked slightly aggrieved while trying to maintain his dignity in front of everyone.
Just as Ram was still enjoying the aftermath of the spectacle, he suddenly felt himself being lifted into the air.
The unexpected movement startled him for a moment, but his panic quickly disappeared when he saw the person holding him.
It was an elderly woman with kind eyes and a warm smile on her face.
Her expression was filled with genuine affection as she looked at him as though he was the most precious treasure in the world.
“Oh my, my grandson is really a cutie,” she said with a cheerful chuckle while gently rocking him in her arms.
“I think he’s even cuter than our little Sushmita.”
The moment those words left her mouth, Sushmita’s eyes widened dramatically.
The little girl puffed out her cheeks in mock anger and crossed her arms over her chest.
For a few seconds she looked as though she had suffered a great injustice.
However, her pride as an elder sister quickly overcame her jealousy.
“Exactly!” Sushmita declared proudly while pointing at Ram.
“He is definitely cuter than me because he is my little brother.”
The adults burst into laughter at her response.
Even Ram couldn’t help feeling amused by his sister’s logic.
She had somehow managed to turn being compared unfavorably into a compliment for herself.
The old lady laughed heartily and gently pinched Sushmita’s cheek before turning her attention back to Ram.
She lowered her face and rubbed her cheek softly against his.
Although Ram had never met her before, he could feel the warmth and affection behind her actions.
There was nothing forced about her smile.
It was the kind of love that only a grandmother could possess.
For a brief moment, Ram was reminded of his grandmother from his previous life, causing a faint sense of nostalgia to pass through his heart.
Before he could think further, Chiranjeevi walked over with a smile on his face.
“Amma, when did you arrive?” he asked while looking at the elderly woman.
“You could have called me.
I would have come to pick you up.”
The old lady simply waved her hand dismissively.
“Why should I trouble my son when I know the way?” she replied.
“Besides, I couldn’t wait any longer.
My grandson’s naming ceremony is almost here.
How could I stay away?”
Hearing the word Amma, Ram immediately understood her identity.
This was his grandmother.
The mother of Chiranjeevi.
The woman who had raised the future Megastar and the rest of the Konidela siblings.
Now that he looked carefully, he could see traces of resemblance between her and his father.
The warmth in her eyes and the kindness in her smile carried a familiar feeling.
It wasn’t difficult to understand why the entire family respected her so much.
As Ram continued observing her, his grandmother looked down and noticed that he was staring directly at her face.
The tiny baby then instinctively smiled.
The effect was immediate.
The old lady practically melted on the spot.
“Aiyo!” she exclaimed while clutching her chest dramatically.
“Did you see that?
He smiled at me!”
The women in the room laughed while Chiranjeevi shook his head helplessly.
His grandmother, however, looked completely captivated.
She gently kissed Ram’s forehead before showering him with affectionate words that he barely understood.
The warmth in her voice made him laugh instinctively, causing everyone around him to smile.
Even Ram’s grandfather, who had maintained his stern appearance until now, looked toward the baby with visible curiosity.
He quietly observed the interaction for a few moments before clearing his throat.
The sound immediately drew everyone’s attention.
His grandfather glanced around the room before speaking in a calm but authoritative voice.
“Enough spoiling the child for now.
We still have important matters to discuss.”
The atmosphere became more serious almost instantly.
“The naming ceremony is only a few days away,” he continued.
“There are still many arrangements left to complete.
Have all the preparations been finalized?”
Chiranjeevi nodded thoughtfully before moving toward a nearby sofa.
Soon, Nagendra Babu, Pawan Kalyan, and several other family members joined the discussion.
What began as a casual conversation quickly turned into a detailed planning session.
Topics such as guest lists, temple arrangements, catering services, and ceremonial traditions were discussed one after another.
Meanwhile, Ram’s grandmother finally noticed another baby sitting nearby.
The little girl had been staring curiously at Ram the entire time while clutching one of her toys.
A mischievous smile immediately appeared on his grandmother’s face.
Without warning, she picked up Shruthi with one arm while continuing to hold Ram with the other.
“Aha!” she exclaimed dramatically.
“Look at this.
My grandson has already found himself a little partner.”
The room erupted into laughter.
Even the usually serious grandfather coughed awkwardly while trying to hide a smile.
Sushmita looked completely delighted by the statement.
In fact, she seemed to find the entire situation far more entertaining than anyone else.
Shruthi herself simply blinked innocently before looking at Ram.
A few seconds later, she buried her face against his shoulder with a shy smile.
Ram felt his eyelids twitch.
He honestly didn’t know whether to laugh or cry anymore.
Unfortunately for him, this was only the beginning.
Far more guests would soon arrive.
And with his naming ceremony approaching, the Konidela household was about to become busier than ever.
The discussion regarding the naming ceremony continued for quite some time.
Ram quietly listened from his grandmother’s arms while observing the adults around him.
Although he couldn’t understand every detail, it was obvious that everyone was taking the occasion very seriously.
After all, he wasn’t just any child.
He was the youngest son of Chiranjeevi, and naturally, many important guests would be attending the ceremony.
His grandfather sat at the center of the discussion like a commander overseeing a military operation.
Despite his age, his sharp eyes missed nothing.
Whenever someone suggested an idea, he would immediately point out potential problems and offer practical solutions.
Even Chiranjeevi and Nagendra Babu listened attentively, showing the immense respect they had for the family patriarch.
As the conversation continued, Ram learned that the naming ceremony would be held at a famous temple in Chennai.
The family wanted the occasion to be traditional and auspicious.
Several priests had already been contacted, and arrangements were being made for special prayers.
It was clear that everyone wanted the event to be perfect.
Meanwhile, Pawan Kalyan had been given a completely different responsibility.
“You will personally handle the guest invitations,” his grandfather said firmly.
Pawan immediately looked like someone who had just received a mountain of homework.
“Appa, there are so many people to contact,” he complained.
His grandfather raised an eyebrow.
“And whose fault is that?
If you spent less time skipping classes and more time helping your family, this task would be easy.”
The room instantly burst into laughter.
Pawan looked completely defeated.
Even Nagendra Babu couldn’t resist teasing him.
“Looks like you’re in trouble again.”
Pawan shot his elder brother a glare before muttering something under his breath.
Unfortunately for him, his grandfather heard every word and immediately smacked the back of his head again.
Ram nearly laughed out loud.
This old man truly showed no mercy.
As the planning session finally came to an end, Chiranjeevi stood up and stretched slightly.
He exchanged a glance with his father before nodding.
“We should visit the temple and inspect the arrangements personally.”
His grandfather agreed immediately.
“Let’s go now.
The sooner everything is confirmed, the better.”
Soon, Chiranjeevi, his father, Nagendra Babu, and Pawan prepared to leave.
Before heading out, Chiranjeevi walked over and gently touched Ram’s forehead.
“I’ll be back soon, little fellow.”
Ram instinctively reached out with his tiny hand.
Although he couldn’t properly express himself, he had grown fond of his father during these past few weeks.
Chiranjeevi smiled warmly before turning toward the entrance.
A few minutes later, the men left the house.
The atmosphere inside immediately became much quieter.
Only the women, children, and a few household staff remained.
Ram’s grandmother carried him to the living room where she joined Surekha and the others.
Tea and snacks were served while casual conversations filled the room.
Topics ranged from family matters to movies, childhood memories, and funny stories involving Chiranjeevi and his brothers.
Naturally, Sushmita became the center of attention several times.
The little girl enthusiastically narrated various stories about her daily adventures with Ram.
According to her version of events, she was a brave guardian who protected her younger brother from countless dangers.
The adults listened with amusement while she dramatically exaggerated every detail.
At one point, Shruthi crawled toward Ram and immediately settled beside him.
Nobody found the sight unusual anymore.
In fact, everyone had become accustomed to seeing the two babies together.
Ram himself had long since given up resisting.
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Every time Shruthi arrived, she somehow found her way to him within minutes.
It was as though she possessed a natural radar that constantly tracked his location.
His grandmother chuckled while watching the pair.
“I think these two have become inseparable.”
Surekha smiled knowingly.
“They’ve been like that for days.”
Shruthi responded by hugging Ram’s arm.
Ram stared blankly at the ceiling.
His grandmother laughed even harder.
While the family enjoyed their afternoon, a completely different conversation was taking place elsewhere in Chennai.
Inside a comfortable residence, Kamal Haasan sat with a cup of tea in his hand while discussing upcoming film projects.
Across from him sat another legendary figure of Indian cinema.
Rajinikanth.
The two veterans had known each other for many years.
Their friendship had survived countless film releases, industry changes, and career milestones.
Even now, they often met whenever their schedules allowed.
The conversation gradually shifted from movies to family matters.
Rajinikanth took a sip of tea before glancing at Kamal curiously.
“Where are Sarika and little Shruthi today?”
Kamal smiled knowingly.
“They’re not home.”
Rajinikanth raised an eyebrow.
“Oh?”
Kamal leaned back comfortably.
“They’re visiting our new neighbors.”
“New neighbors?”
Rajinikanth looked interested.
Kamal nodded.
“A few days ago, Chiranjeevi and his family shifted nearby.”
The name immediately caught Rajinikanth’s attention.
“Chiranjeevi?”
“That’s right.”
Kamal chuckled softly before continuing.
“Tomorrow is his son’s naming ceremony.
The entire family is busy preparing for it.”
Rajinikanth nodded thoughtfully.
The relationship between various film industries had always been important.
While competition existed, mutual respect was equally valuable.
Strong friendships between major actors often helped maintain goodwill across industries.
“I’ll definitely attend if I’m invited,” Rajinikanth said sincerely.
“It would be good to strengthen relationships.”
Kamal agreed.
“Exactly my thoughts.”
The two legends continued discussing movies, schedules, and future projects without realizing that the subject of their conversation was currently lying on a sofa while being treated like a living toy by two little girls.
Back at the Konidela residence, Ram yawned softly as evening approached.
His eyes slowly began to close.
The day had been surprisingly eventful.
He had met both of his grandparents.
Witnessed his uncles getting scolded.
Learned more about the upcoming naming ceremony.
And somehow survived another day of being constantly surrounded by Sushmita and Shruthi.
Yet what excited him most was something else entirely.
Tomorrow’s ceremony would attract many important guests.
Film stars.
Directors.
Producers.
Industry veterans.
People he had only seen on television in his previous life.
A feeling of anticipation slowly filled his heart.
His journey in this new world had only just begun.
And tomorrow, for the first time, he would truly get a glimpse of the legendary world of Indian cinema that surrounded his new family.
With that final thought, Ram slowly drifted into sleep.
Completely unaware that some of the biggest names in South Indian cinema were already preparing to attend the event that would officially give him his name.
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