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Author's POV.
A 18 year old Ajay was playing in garden with his siblings. He was a sunshine boy. Playfull, fun loving and caring.
Rudra's one childhood best friend had arrived at home and they were talking inside.
Suddenly, they heard a sound from the room upstairs of the mansion. They all rushed upstairs and opened the room's door.
And everyone got shocked.
Ajay stood there, shocked and numb. As soon as he realized what he saw, he rushed towards her lifeless body screaming.
"Rushika." Ajay shouted and woke up with a jerk.
Again. A nightmare.
He is getting these nightmares from last 12 years.
Sleeping pills, meditation, shower, therapy, he tried everything. But still, even after 12 years of her death he still get those nightmares.
Ajay was breathing heavily, sweatbuds formed on his forehead. His shirt drenched in sweat even after the AC is 15 degree. His whole body is shivering. His mind again and again goes back to that horrible incident.
The day he lost his love. The day he lost her.
After sometime, his breath calmed and he glanced at watch. It showed 3:25 in the morning.
To divert his mind he went to workout. After a workout of 3 hours, he glanced at watch that showed 6:39.
He took a long cold relaxing shower and got ready in a white kurta as he have to be present at home due to some rituals.
He went downstairs and had his breakfast with everyone.
Priya's POV.
It was 7 in the morning and I stretched my arms, yawning.
I didn't slept last night because of work. Overthinking and nightmares was definitely not the reason.
I was working whole night because i was absent in office from 2 days and even today i can't go to office. And i can't say anything for tomorrow.
I closed my laptop and did plenty of exercise in my room's balcony itself as there was no space outside.
Then i took a relaxing shower and wore a lavender coloured Anarkali with its dupatta. I wore some simple earing studs and applied a little makeup.
It is my chuda ceremony in some time. I glanced at the three monkeys peacefully sleeping on my bed. I didn't bothered to wake them up because thet didn't wake me up yesterday.
Tit for tat.
I took a seat on couch and opened ig. Going through yesterday's posts.
Post 1.
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Priya_mehta The vibrant colors of Haldi.❤
Comments.
Singh_sadhvi Pretty woman ❤
Raniroy My girl is getting married!!!! 💕
Not.nidhimehta Aahh! Beautiful as always 😩
Yuvi_kashyap Bhabhiiii! ❤
Manholtra_sonali My gorgeous Bhabhi 😍
I smiled looking at everyone's comments. I didn't bothered to reply them because I'm too busy(lazy) to do that.
I swiped up and read my Mehndi post. And my banter with nidhi on it.
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Priya_mehta The patience you need for this! 😩🙃
But results are worth it 😭
Not.nidhimehta Dii you know the colour of mehndi decides that how much your husband will love you.
Priya_mehta not.nidhimehta Nope. The color of mehndi depends on how warm your body is or for how long do you keep it because it gets oxidised.
Not.nidhimehta Priya_mehta But dii your body is always cold and moreover you washed you mehndi in less then 20 minutes after drying. So the secret behind the dark colour of your mehndi??😁
Yuvi_kashyap Bhabhi ka moye moye ho gya.
Singh_sadhvi Yuvi_kashyap Shut up you dumbo!
Raniroy Where is jiju's name?
Its_namitarora Raniroy Woh kaam aapke 'jiju' ka nhi hai?
These people! I sighed and swiped up. Reading some other comments on my other mehndi pic.
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Priya_mehta Sneak peek of the day! ❤
Comments.
_raghavroy_ You looks gorgeous buddy❤
Priya_mehta _raghavroy_ Thank you buddy.🙃
User 1. Still can't believe. The two best business CEO's are getting married. I'm in Shick shack shock!
User 2. Really? Mam you're getting married? You broke my heart.😭 Anyways congratulations 🎊.
User 3. I thought it's a rumour but hell noo! They are getting married......yayy!
After reading some more comments i went downstairs to have my tea.
After sometime the chuda ceremony started and my hands were soon claded with red chuda.
A symbol of married woman. Red in bangles signifies good omen for married couple (that's what your author knows).
It is considered bad omen if the bride see the chuda before marriage that's why they are covered with a cloth.
My mamu, Rajivendra khurana, did the ritual.
The only benefit i got from this marriage was that i got time to rest. As I'm the bride, i have no work. Pros of getting married.
No no let me rephrase that, Only pros of getting married.
The whole day, i was in my room. Doing definitely nothing just scrolling reels.
The wedding time is 7:53 and right now, I'm sitting in front of mirror. In my room at the venue. And the makeup artists are doing my makeup from god knows how many hours!
I'm definitely not a makeup person but everyone said to get it done so i agreed.
Soon i got ready and......I'm looking beautiful.
After sometime baba came inside. Just as he saw me, his eyes welled up. He couldn't control and just hugged me. After sometime he broke the hug and my mom, with red chillies entered the room. Taking off my evil eye.
Ajay's POV.
I was at house the whole day. And as a result my thoughts can't help but wander around my horrific past.
To divert myself, i opened ig and kept scrolling. My fingers came to a halt by her post.
I read all the comments but i didn't had the courage to follow her. Her account is public and verified. But i just couldn't follow her.
The wedding is at 7:53 and right now it is 4:05 and i am getting ready because the venue is 2 hours far from our home and we bave to leave at 4:50 precisely.
After i got ready i went downstairs. My mother's eyes welled up seeing me in groom attire and she just applied some kala tika behind my ear. Then my sister carefully applied Kajal in my eyes. Even though she couldn't reach to my eyes but she somehow managed.
After some rituals, we left for venue.
We reached there at 6:55. They were present at the doorstep for our welcome and the milani ceremony.
My father and her father, my mother and her mother goes with My chacha-chachi and hers, my sister and her sister, my cousin and her cousin.....basically everyone hugged.
And then aunty did my aarti. She tried pulling my nose but i backed off, she fake glared at me and i just laughed a little then bowed my head. She helled my nose and everyone chuckled.
After some more and more and more rituals, it was finally the time of wedding. I sat on the seat for me, and the seat on my left side was empty, patiently waiting for her arrival.
A pleasant music started playing and she appeared.
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I.... I d-don't have words. My words, my thoughts stucked in my throat as she came into my view. The world around me stopped,all i could see was her. Looking like a goddess. My goddess. The bright red Lehnga just added to her natural beauty. The red veil, gently placed on her head, like blessing her for upcoming life. Her handes, cladded with henna and bangles, telling her that she is getting married. The sound that the bells of her kalere makes, trying to tell her how enchanting does she looks. The earrings, hanging on her ears, like whispering her different gossips. Her heavy eyelashes, her red lips and the strands of hair falling on her face. The mole just below her chin on the neck, her engagement ring making me remember that she is mine, the another ring in her finger, toe rings on the finger of her toe, the henna on her feet, everything, like everything attracted me towards her.
As she appeared, being the epitome of beauty i couldn't help but wonder how different yet beautiful she looks from her usual self. The Priya, who prefers black and blue over any colour wearing a red Lehnga. The Priya who didn't liked wearing too much jewellery, wearing it on every body part of hers. The Priya who always walked with confidence, is bowing down shyly. Whatever, she is beyond beautiful, beyond perfection, something i....... I can't.....i just can't explain.
I was lost in my thoughts when a clearing of throat draw me out of my thoughts.
I gently forwarded my hand fir her convenience and to my shock, she accepted it.
I helped her sitting beside me.
When my gaze met hers, i realized that she didn't slept last night.
Her eyes are drowsy. What was she doing all night? Bhajan?
I broke the eye contact and concentrate on the wedding. However, my thoughts can't help but wander around the epitome of beauty sitting beside me.
Whenever she moves her hands, the jingling sound of her chuda was seeking attention from me.
I anyhow diverted myself from her and concentrated on wedding.
Author's POV.
As Priya arrived, she can't help but admit how handsome and enchanting his husband was looking in the golden sherwani.
Time to time her thoughts kept wandering around him. His mint cologne occupied her mind. And brain. And heart.
She was just mesmerized by his look.
Yuvraaj no exception, he was just mesmerized by Sadhvi's look. She was looking like a apsara in that black gown.
Same goes with Sadhvi.
Namit, who was unbothered till now, was now hella bothered by Rani's mesmerizing look. She was also wearing a black lehenga. With silver jewelry. And a dark red lipstick.
Rani, who was struggling to fight her shyness and spare a glance at him, when looked at him, can't divert her gaze.
Ravi, till now was enjoying the pani puri, but seems like the pani of puri is stucked in his throat as he saw the epitome of beauty standing beside him. He chocked on his pani puri and took a good time to fix nidhi in his gaze. He can't help but compliment how the curves of her body, embraced the saree.
Nidhi, was just admiring and teasing him.
All the couples were enjoying and someone's eyes were fixed on sonal, who was wearing a floral pink saree.
Soon they all got collected at mandap for the wedding.
As the time of varmala arrived, they both stood up, ready to exchange the garlands as well as the responsibility.
They both were well aware of the responsibility, and hopes that were coming free with this marriage. Despite knowing the complications of this marriage, they believed each other and themselves. Well aware of the fact that they can together handle everything.
After varmala, they sat down, and gathbandhan was done by sonal. They both again stood up, to take pheras around the holy fire.
They both started taking pheras, gracefully embracing the new problem and adventures life holds for them. With each phera, they engulfed the feeling of responsibility, belonging and togetherness. They provided each other an unspoken support. They heart kept beating fastly, indicating their anxiousness and nervousness, but they were capable enough to handle themselves.
After 4 pheras, the priest told the bride to walk ahead. Priya proceeded.
However, just when she was about to step ahead, her legs slipped. Just when she thought that she is gonna kiss the floor, a cold yet warm pair of hands held her waist, holding her from falling. Providing an unspoken promise that he will stand by her always, and won't let her fall apart.
Their conversation through eyes came to a halt when Priya realized that her feet is little hurt. She tried walking but failed miserably.
Everyone became worried about how will they complete rest of the pheras.
But before anyone could do anything, Ajay scooped her in his arms. Gently providing a support. And that's how they completed their pheras. Together.
They took their seats and priest asked Ajay to make her wear the nuptial chain, mangalsutra.
Ajay took it in his hands, and gently slided his hands around her neck trying best to not to touch her. Despite his effort, his hand touched her neck, and a shiver ran down her spine. The hair on the back of her neck rose and Ajay, can't help but get happy seeing his effect on her. As he made her wear the mangalsutra, claiming her as his, a sense of belonging embraced her. She can't help but feel his warmth and comfort.
He gently hooked the mangalsutra and withdrawed his hand. The priest then asked him to fill her hairline. Maang.
He took the sindurdaani in his hands and with the help of a coin he filled her hairline. A pinch of sindoor, or vermilion fell on her nose indicating his growing love for her.
After that, the priest called Anirudh for the kanyadaan, and with that their wedding ended.
"Aap dono ab vivahit ho. Ab aap dono pati patni ban chuke ho, ek dusre ka saath nibhane ka waada kar chuke ho. Apne bado ka aashirvaad le lein. Vivaah sampan hua. Har har shambhu. Radhe Krishna." He declared and then it hit them.
They are married.
Tied in a lifelong relationship.
Soon they came out of their SHICK SHACK SHOCK and touched elder's feet.
(Priya's lehenga) *i know it's a bit heavy but i can't help but imagine this 😁*
Ajay's sherwani.
Yuvi's kurta.
Sadhvi's Lehnga.
Our introvert Namit's kurta.
This suits well on Rani.
*hehe! This is for our neurologist Ravi*
Nidhi's saree.
Sonal's look.
Hehe!
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Maine aaj almost sabko black pehna dala! 😁
Thank God mumma wattpad pe nhi hai warna she would be like, 'Yeh shaadi pe kaun kaale kalute kapde pehenta hai!'.
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