As Samaira focuses on capturing the joyous moments of her brother's wedding, she feels a tap on her shoulder. Turning around, she finds Neev, With a playful grin, he compliments her photography skills and casually strikes up a conversation.
"Kiski photos le rahi ho" Neev asked samaira, tapping her shoulder. Samaira turned around and accidentally clicked Neev's picture.
"sorry! Main toh bhaiya-bhabhi ki photos le rahi thi" Samaira said, apologising for the accidental click.
"Tum chaho toh aur photos le sakti ho meri" Neev said, with a playful grin on his face. Samaira started clicking selfies of herself when Neev joined the photograph.
"tum kyu aa rahe ho?" Samaira asked, pushing Neev out of the frame.
"tumhare bagair main adhoora hoon" Neev said, not realising that he almost confessed his love.
"mera matlab hai tumhari photos mere bagair adhoori lagegi...hehe..." Neev said, immediately correcting and twisting the sentence. Samaira blushed after hearing the first sentence. She then moved the phone on her right, taking Neev into the frame and they clicked a lot of selfies.
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As Nishant discreetly sips his beer disguised as orange juice, he notices Saisha nearby, covertly taking a sip from a similar can. Their eyes meet, and a silent understanding passes between them. Despite their enmity, they share a moment of camaraderie over their shared rebellious act. Though they're adults but drinking is still and underage act for eighteen year olds. It's the teenage adrenaline rush making them do things they shouldn't do otherwise.
Nishant, unable to resist the opportunity to tease Saisha, saunters over to her with a mischievous grin. "Caught in the act, Saisha. Sneaking a little forbidden pleasure, are we?"
"Can you be a little more direct?" Saisha said, rolling her eyes while sipping on her drink.
"Kaisa hai 'JuIcE'..." Nishant said, trying to mock Saisha for doing the same thing he was also doing.
"Tum apna batao! Kaisa hai 'juiCe" Saisha Said, repeating the sentence. Nishant puts his hands forward, gesturing a cheers moment. Saisha reluctantly bumps her can into his. Nishant chuckles, taking another sip of his "orange juice." They clink their cans together, sharing a laugh as they continue to enjoy their clandestine drinks, temporarily setting aside their differences in favor of a shared, slightly tipsy bond.
"Why are you acting so nice suddenly?" Saisha asked, with a confused expression on her face.
Saisha's remark catches Nishant off guard, and he raises an eyebrow in mock offense. "Oh, so now you're a critic of my acting skills too? I thought you were too busy hugging your friends to notice."
"Tum kyu itne jealous ho chayan ko dekhkar ?" Saisha asked, trying get an answer from Nishant.
Nishant takes a sip of his drink, attempting to diffuse the tension. "Hey, I'm just making an observation. No need to get defensive. Besides, it's none of my business who you choose to hug or hang out with."
"You know what? I just realised that I wasted ten minutes of the time I could've spent with my friends ..." Saisha said and walked away from Nishant, leaving him regretting what he said.
"Main kyu itna regret kar raha hu...chali gayi toh jaane do...bhaad mein jaaye" Nishant thought to himself and joined Neev and Ujjwal.
Everyone started gathering around the dance floor because there was still some time left for the varmala ceremony. Neev, Ujjwal and Nishant were on one side of the dance floor and the girls were standing on the opposite side.
The DJ played London Thumakda.
As the lively beats of "London Thumakda" fill the air, everyone gathers around the dance floor, eager to join in the celebration. Suddenly, Neev's Bua ji, known for her enthusiastic but slightly uncoordinated dance moves, seizes the opportunity to showcase her skills. Fufa ji joined the stage. Soon, other cousins started joining the stage and forced Neev to dance. Reluctant at first, he finally gave in and grooved to the beats of London thumkda.
Samaira can't help but be impressed by Neev's talent and charisma, his confidence evident in every fluid motion. As he twirls and spins, commanding the attention of everyone around him, Samaira feels her heart skip a beat, a flutter of excitement stirring within her. Neev notices the clear admiration on Samaira's face and pulls her onto the dance floor. The song changed to Dilliwali girlfriend.
As the DJ switches the song to "Dilliwaali Girlfriend," the dance floor erupts with energy and excitement. Neev wastes no time taking Samaira's hand, pulling her into the center as they both begin to move to the infectious beat. Their movements are fluid and electrifying, perfectly in sync as if they've been dancing together for years.
Maya and Vineeta were standing in a far corner from the stage, admiring their children and planning another wedding, 10 years in the future. They already foresaw what their children probably did not see yet.
Not far behind, Nishant and Saisha, along with Ujjwal and Gaurika, join in the fun, forming a lively circle around Neev and Samaira. With each playful twirl and energetic step, they create a kaleidoscope of colors and laughter, their joy radiating throughout the floor.
Nishant and Saisha exchange teasing glances, their competitive banter momentarily forgotten as they get caught up in the infectious rhythm of the music. Ujjwal and Gaurika, with smiles adorned on their faces, add their own unique color to the dance, blending seamlessly with the others.
Neev seizes the opportunity to pull Samaira closer to him, their bodies swaying in perfect harmony to the beat. With a gentle tug, he draws her near, his warm breath grazing her ear as he leans in to whisper something amidst the music.
"Samaira," he murmurs, his voice soft yet filled with an unmistakable intensity, "dilliwaali toh tum already ho...ab bass meri wali ban'na baaki hai."
Samaira's heart skips a beat at Neev's words, her cheeks flushing with a mixture of excitement and anticipation. She tilts her head slightly to catch every word, feeling a rush of warmth spread through her as she meets his gaze, her eyes sparkling with affection. Overwhelmed by a whirlwind of emotions, she offers him a shy smile before quickly breaking away from their embrace and dashing off the dance floor.
Neev gestured a thumbs up towards Nishant and Ujjwal, indicating the successful execution of his indirect confession.
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It was almost time for the varmala ceremony. Mahir and Ishani were present in the centre of the stage. Both the families gather around the beautifully adorned mandap for the Varmala ceremony. The air is filled with anticipation and excitement as the bride and groom prepare to exchange garlands, symbolizing their acceptance of each other as life partners. As they stand face to face, surrounded by their loved ones, Mahir and Ishani exchange playful glances, their hearts brimming with love and joy. With each step closer, they draw nearer to a new chapter in their lives, bound together by the sacred vows of marriage.
As the auspicious moment arrives, Mahir and Ishani lift their garlands, ready to exchange them amidst cheers and applause from their families and friends.
With a gentle gesture, Mahir places the garland around Ishani's neck, sealing their bond of love and commitment. Ishani reciprocates with a smile, her eyes sparkling with happiness as she places her garland around Mahir's neck, signifying her acceptance of him as her husband.
As the auspicious moment arrives, Mahir and Ishani step forward to begin their pheras, the sacred ritual of circling the holy fire, symbolizing their union and commitment to each other for seven lifetimes. Before the pheras begin, the scared ritual of kanyadan is performed by Harish Khurana. It is a beautifully emotional moment. Mahir fills the vermillion throughout Ishani's hair partition, signifying their strong bonding.
The actual pheras begins with the family members gathering around the holy fire.
With each step they take around the agni, the priest recites ancient verses, invoking blessings upon their marriage and guiding them towards a life filled with love, harmony, and prosperity. As the final phera is completed, Mahir and Ishani stand together, their eyes locked in a moment of profound connection and love.
After the ending of all the important rituals, the family members move towards the dining halls to have their dinner. The bride and groom are also seated on a long table to have their first mean together. The entire family enjoys a very auspicious dinner ceremony.
As the festivities draw to a close and the night sky twinkles with stars, it's time for the pious Vidai ceremony, where Ishani bids farewell to her family and begins her new life with Mahir. The atmosphere is bittersweet, filled with tears of joy and sadness as loved ones gather to shower Ishani with blessings and well-wishes for her journey ahead. With tearful embraces and heartfelt farewells, Ishani's family members express their love and pride, showering her with flowers and blessings for a happy and prosperous married life.
As Ishani takes her final steps towards Mahir, she feels a surge of gratitude and excitement, knowing that she is not just leaving her family behind, but gaining a loving partner and a new family to call her own. With a mixture of sadness and anticipation, she turns to Mahir, ready to begin their journey together as husband and wife. As they step out into the night, hand in hand, Ishani takes one last glance back at her family, her heart filled with love and gratitude for the memories they've made together. With a silent prayer for blessings and protection, she takes Mahir's hand and steps forward into the future, ready to embrace whatever adventures lie ahead.
As tears stream down Samaira's cheeks, mirroring the emotions of those around her, Neev approaches her with a gentle yet teasing tone. With a soft smile, he reaches out to wipe away her tears, his eyes filled with understanding and a hint of playful affection.
"Mera toh rona Banta hai...par tum kyu rone lagi" Neev asked Samaira in a gentle and comforting tone.
"Bass sabko rote dekh rona aa gaya" Samaira said while wiping her tears off her face. With a gentle understanding, he steps closer to her, his movements cautious yet filled with empathy. Without a word, he extends his arm and wraps it around her shoulders, pulling her into a small side hug.
In the embrace of Neev's comforting hug, Samaira finds solace. It was Mahir and Ishani's wedding that turned out to be an evolutionary even in Neev and Samaira's complex relationship. They're slowly becoming each other's comfort people.
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