The first light of dawn painted the Rajvanshi mansion in the hue of golden and orange. The tranquil ambiance resonated with the soft and melodious sounds as the matriarch of the family, Avantika Singh Rajvanshi, performed the morning arti , a ritual of reverence to the divine deities . The fragrance of incense and the rhythmic chants filled the air , creating a sacred atmosphere within the household.
जय अम्बे गौरी,
मैया जय श्यामा गौरी ।
तुमको निशदिन ध्यावत,
हरि ब्रह्मा शिवरी ॥
ॐ जय अम्बे गौरी..॥
Avantika's hands gracefully moved the thali adorned with a diya , flowers and sandalwood paste as she sang the melodious hymns. The flickering flames cast gentle shadows on the intricately decorated prayer room. Her husband, Raghuveer Singh Rajvanshi, stood beside her , eyes closed in devotion .
As the divine melody echoed through the corridors , the youngest son , Kunal , who is in his bedroom , sleeping , woke up to the sound of his annoying alarm and to the melodious sound of his mother. With irritation painted on his face switch off the alarm and saw the time , got the shock , cursed ,
" What , 8: 50 , Oh No , Shit ", immediately got down from the bed and immediately rushed to the bathroom.
Came out of the bathroom in a hurry because oops he forgot to get his towel
" What the hell , where is this damn towel , mtlb when I need it the most I am not able to find it , what the helllll "
Kunal literally screamed while trying to find his damn towel.
And dang , he found it laying pitifully above the mess he created with his other clothes . He heaved a sigh of relief , " Got you . "
And then he again went inside , now even with his clothes. He came out wearing his white hoodie and walked downstairs quietly and you know chupke chupke and saw all the family members with the househelpers immersed in the aarti . He slowly joined the aarti and stood near his elder brother .
His elder brother, Kabir , opened his eyes and looked at him , he quietly requested his brother not to say anything , gave him his best puppy eyes, asking not to tell their mother.
Kabir smiled and just shook his head and mouthed , " Focus " , Kunal gave him a big smile and then both of them closed their eyes and prayed with both their hands joined together.
Everyone emerged in the devotional arti. The morning arti served as a sacred thread that intertwined the diverse personalities and backgrounds , forming a tapestry of unity within the Rajvanshi household.
ŞİMDİ OKUDUĞUN
TOGETHER FOREVER - A BOND OF LOVE AND TRUST
RomantizmKabir - Ek hi pal mai paraya kar diya aapne Bs ek baar bolke toh dekhti , maa . He said as tears rolled down his cheeks and with a sad smile he left. His wife , Ahaana , follows her husband and walked out not before taking a last look at the family...
