MFL was the princess in her past life and MML was the Royal guard of her.
Destiny played a dirty game and they both died by her father (King) and her future husband.
After two hundred years, they took rebirth.
Destiny gave them another chance. Le...
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Varanasi, it is a pilgrimage place and the city of rivers and we also called it 'The City of Lights'. In the evening, the auspicious sounds of the puja aarti started echoing all around. Purifying the environment and eliminating evil. Many people come here with their wishes and do not go back empty handed.
At Dashaswamedh Ghat, Pandit ji is offering aarti to Ganga ji with the puja thali. The sparkle rose from the plates of the arati. The fragrance of ghee and incense sticks mixed in the air and purified it.
Many people were taking a dip in Ganga ji and praying. Some people want beauty and money, while some people want their desires fulfilled. Some people are praying for their loved ones, while others are praying for their own success.
Some people want government jobs, some want to top exams, and some just want two meals in a day. Not everyone's life is the same here. Some people have come here happily, some have come because of agony.
People remember God only when they are in big sorrow or happiness. Some people come here to say thank you to God and some to share their sorrows. No one is happy here on this earth, if one desire is fulfilled then four new desires come.
After Ganga Ji Aarti, Pandit Ji took the Aarti plate and went inside the temple. Many devotees were waiting inside the temple for the Aarti. Pandit ji started giving aarti and prashad to everyone one by one.
A beautiful simple girl was impatiently waiting for the puja arati. She was wearing a light pink kurti and jeans. Her long black hair reached her waist. And his head was covered with the pallu.
That girl had kajal applied in her eyes and a red dot(tika) of roli between her eyebrows. Red thread (kalawa) tied in her left wrist. She is wearing anklets on her feet. Her brown eyes lit up when she saw Aarti's plate coming towards her.
"Taraksha beti, why are you late today?" Pandit ji asked with a smile while giving Aarti and Prashad to Taraksha. "Baba, what should I tell you, I got trapped today" Taraksha said in her sweet voice.
"What happened, child?" Panditji asked and placed the puja plate in its place. "Today, when I was coming to the temple, I met an aunty and she asked me for directions. I told her the way. Then Aunty tried to steal my phone. I saved myself and caught Aunty too. That aunty stole many people's phones and money." Taraksha said and touched God's feet.
"My child, are you okay?" Pandit ji asked while giving her blessings. "Ji Baba, I am absolutely fine" said Taraksha and gave a sweet smile. "That's right. Now you pay attention from now on," Pandit ji said and Taraksha nodded.
"Baba, I am leaving now. I will come tomorrow morning," said Taraksha and left for her home after taking the prasad. She reached her home in no time. She sat on a soft couch in the living room.
"Maa, hasn't Didi come yet?" Taraksha asked shrieking from the living room. "Not yet, she must be coming soon," Usha said from the kitchen. "Did you call Didi?" Taraksha asked, heading towards the kitchen.
