After everyone leaving the temple Sita turned towards Urmila, who was just silently looking down- "Urmi? Be honest... Why are you so stressed and nervous ? What is wrong "
Sita's concerned question made Urmila lift her gaze and look at her sister directly in her eyes- " You are asking me what is wrong ? You know didi... you know very well what is wrong. "
" are you talking about the Raghuvanshi Prince? " - Sita asked in a little slow voice. Urmila didn't say anything and just looked away with downed eyebrows.
Sita again passed a dry and hopeless smile at urmila and said- " It's clear that he is not in my destiny. We should accept the plans of divine as it is. "
Urmila teared up- " But i can't accept a plan like this... where a pure hearted woman like you, have to suffer like this. "
"But we can't change it Urmi. If it's written in fate, then it will happen anyway. We can't force it. It would be better if we accept it. Because mata Gouri never do injustice. "- Sita's answer made Urmila silent. She had clearly known that, no matter what she says, Sita will come up with a logical answer to it.
Tears rolled down on the cheeks of Urmila and Sita could not even wipe it because the aarti ki thali was still on her hands. So she just simply said- " Urmila... go bring the aagyaan mala from Gouri mata's neck and hand it over to me. Fulfill your duty as vidhikari.
Urmila wiped her tears and slowly moved towards the idol of Gouri mata. Before taking the garland out from the idol's neck urmila joined her palms near chest for one last time and closed her eyes. A different kind of silence was all over the environment. Urmila was on the verge of giving up. She couldn't even pray to God. She just silently stood like that with teary eyes and restless heart until she heard the sound of temple's bell.
The bell's sound was so sharp and awakening that it just vibrated the whole silent environment. Urmila's heartbeat increased dramatically. She was looking at the idol by standing near it but she could feel some slow movements from her back, near the main door of the temple. Her eye lashes fluttered for a couple of times when she realised that somebody stepped inside the temple. She was so nervous and focused on the sounds that she couldn't even turn back to see the person who entered in.
The footsteps were getting closer and closer to her. The tinkling sound of gold ornaments were sharply audible to Urmila in that silence. She almost lost the courage to turn back to see who is it. But suddenly the footsteps stopped along with the tinklings of ornaments and now Urmila was bound to look back.
She immediately looked back... first she saw her Sita didi, who was already looking towards the visitor like a statue, with the arti ki thali in her hands. Urmila had no idea if Sita is even breathing or not. A single tear drop was falling through her right eye and her mouths were slightly open.
Urmila put her hand on Sita's shoulder and looked at that person, who made her sister stunned like this.
Urmila followed Sita's gaze, which had stopped on a man who was standing right infront of her. A tall, well built and dusky skinned guy with long curly black hairs. The vaishnav tilak (symbol of lord Vishnu) on his forehead was perfectly drawn. His eyes were like lotus petals, which were super hypnotic. He had slim nose and high nose bridge, which was probably the best feature of his face after his eyes. His lips were calm and had a gentle but super attractive smile and shoulder were broad.
Urmila carefully looked the way he has dressed. His attire was completely yellow and golden.... not the complementary colours but was looking perfect on his opal like skin. His jewelleries were of different designs than jewelleries of Mithila, which made Urmila observe them precisely. The kundal on his ears, the wide bajubandh with pearls, perfectly carved waist band which had multiple gems attached to it, the extra long Janeyu which was made with threads of gold. Two length wise arranged thick neck pieces and one small neck ornament right on his chest with a rising sun pendent attached to it.
"WAIT, WHAT.... "- Urmila's eyes widened in shock and she looked at his face again. His gaze was stuck on the face of Sita. His marvellously handsome face had a lovely expression, as if he is looking at his most favourite thing in the world.
Then a memory from couple of days ago came back to Urmila's mind when Kushadhwaj was talking about the warrior brothers. The elder one was always had a calm smiley face and was dark in colour.
Urmila again observed that guy in golden attire once again from head to toe and stopped at his sun pendent once again. As a jewellery expert it didn't take much time for her to study that rising sun pendent on his chest... and it was the raj chinha (royal symbol) of Suryawansh or Raghuvansh.
Which means the guy standing infront of her sita didi was none other than.....' THE ELDEST PRINCE OF AYODHYA '
Urmila super excitedly grabbed her sister's arms but couldn't say a single word.
And Sita...... she was just statued. She finally saw the man that she has fallen in love with. His charm was way beyond her thoughts. She couldn't believe that the crowned prince of Ayodhya was standing right infront of her eyes.
By looking at Sita, Urmila became more happy. Finally Mahadev gave her sign that he is listening to her prayers.
Urmila again looked back at the Raghuvanshi Prince with a smile. But to her utter surprise, another figure came to the front, who was walking behind the crowned prince. He joined his palms near chest and bowed his head. Because they were standing infront of Gauri mata. When he lifted his head, his eyes met with Urmila.....
Now Urmila was statued.... She had no idea if her heart is beating or not.... if she is breathing or not.... bloods in her body are circulating or not.... she was just stunned. Just like Sita.
The other guy infront of Urmila had also almost similar situation like the crowned prince. He was a little taller, fair skinned and had wavy long hair which had covered half of his forehead. Just like the crowned prince, he also had vsishnav tilak, long slim nose with high nose bridge and cherry red lips. And his eyes...... oh my god his eyes.... those were glowing golden brown with arched eyebrows.
His attire was blue and ornaments were almost same like the crowned prince.
He had a killer gaze. Which could make any man terrified and any girl go crazy for him. He was breathtakingly handsome. There are no words that could explain his charm.
Urmila had no idea if his eyebrows are naturally arched or he was just looking at her like that. His body language was clearly describing how fierce he is. As if just his one look would be enough to snatch the soul out from his enemies body.
Again the memory came back to her mind when Kushadhwaj was describing his personality. He is super angry. He destroyed those huge demonic army in just some minutes as if it's a simple game that he plays daily.
Urmila looked at his chest. Exactly same raising sun pendent was there as well. Which could mean only one thing, that he is none other that fierce warrior.... "YOUNGER PRINCE OF AYODHYA"
Urmila fell in love... and understood that she has come to the world for him.
Sita and Urmila had no idea for how much time both of them just stood like a statue infront of the Raghuvanshi Princes. As if the time had stopped right there....