Drishti stared at the haveli through her veil in awe
It felt as if she had stepped back into eighteenth century
The place looks like royalty
Oh yes!! She is married now to a man she didn't know from the Adam
She didn't even ask for his name??
How could she?? Everything happened in a blur
And yet that one moment when their eyes met. When he had lifted the veil to apply sindoor on her
God!! She could still feel the sizzle of that moment
"Kiara beta. Come sit here. We will do the mooh dikhaayi ceremony first as we all still haven't seen your face. Sorry beta ,the function is small and there are only family here. It happened all of
a sudden. I promise we will arrange a grand reception for you guys in a day or two" Anuradha Maheswari said to her new daughter in law
Drishti held back a hysterical giggle from coming out
Reception??
She would be lucky if they didn't throw her into a dungeon in this haveli when they realise they have been duped.
She was pretty darn sure there is a dungeon somewhere in this haveli
Look at her luck ,her parents are out of country and even they couldn't come to her immediate rescue
Dear Lord!! Her parents
What's she going to tell to her parents?
Hello Paa ,hello Maa. How are you?? How's
Europe?? Are you guys having a wonderful time there?? What about Damini?? Oh by the way ,did I mention that I got married today.....
Wah!! Drishti Wah!!
Shravan stared at his bride who was sitting stiffly in the couch
Her emerald green eyes imprinted in his vision like a tattoo...
Why didn't his grandfather tell him that his bride has the prettiest eyes one could have
Like really Shravan?? You expect your grandfather to tell you something like that considering the situation
He heard his mother talking about mooh dikhaayi ceremony
Finally, he could see her face clearly
His mother tried to lift the veil and his bride
immediately held onto it
Is she shy??
That must be it.
"Its okay beta. We are family. You don't have anything to worry about" His mother said and gently pried her grip from the veil and lifted it and all breath left his lungs
If her eyes are beautiful ,her face is gorgeous
Emerald green eyes , cupid's bow mouth ,button nose
Okay Shravan. That's enough. Stop staring like a creep
He heard a gasp and turned to see his grandfather looking at his bride in disbelief?? Horror?? Confusion??
What's wrong now??
"Who are you?? " Tej Maheswari asked and his bride smiled sheepishly and two dimples formed on either side of her cheeks
"Hello.. " she raised her hands in a small wave and endowed them with a heartblinding smile
"Who are you girl?? " his grandfather asked again making them all frown
"Papa ji. It's Kiara. You told us you know her very well" Anuradha said in confusion
"This is not Kiara" his grandfather announced and it was their turn to look in horror
"What do you mean by it's not Kiara. Then who the hell is she??"
"That's what I'm asking boy"
"I'm Drishti" came the voice from the couch
"Drishti who??"
"Drishti me??" She asked with a frown
"Where is my bride?" He asked in exaserpation
"That would be me" she again said raising her hand
"My bride was supposed to be some Kiara"
"Kiara bhabhi is someone else's bride now" she said shrugging
"Bhabhi?? She's your bhabhi??" Shravan asked
"Oh yes. By now she must be officially my bhabhi"
"Wait a second. Are you saying that Kiara ran away from the wedding??" Shravan asked
"Ofcourse No. She would never do that"
"Then how did she become your bhabhi"
"We kidnapped her" she said with a shrug
"Kidnap??? What about the groom?? He also ran away" Shravan asked in horror
"Oh! I scared him off" Drishti said
"That's a crime. You kidnapped a girl from her wedding" Tej Maheswari asked in horror
"Dadu. She was in love with Abhi bhaiyya and she agreed to marry the man the orphanage authorities chose for her as a thanks to raising her. We couldn't let that happen. Three lives would have been ruined"
"I'm going to call the police" Tej Maheswari said
"You won't dadu" Drishti said smugly
"And why would you think that?? " Tej asked and Drishti sighed dramatically
"Dadu.. Dadu... Would let your new granddaughter in law be arrested dadu. Would you compromise the honor of the great
Maheswari family, the honor I helped you save, by doing that." Drishti asked
"The honor you helped me save??"
"Yes me! Drishti Maheswari. You asked me to marry your grandson to protect your family honor. Remember??"
Shravan stared at the scene unfolding in front of him with growing bewilderment
This chit of a girl is arguing with his grandfather.
No one dares to talk back to Tej Maheswari
"Drishti Maheswari??" Tej asked in disbelief
"Ofcourse I'm married to your grandson. That makes me a Maheswari up until our annulment" Drishti said and that caught everyone's attention
"What annulment??" Anuradha asked in horror
"Aunty, that's the logical step forward" Drishti said
"There have never been a divorce in Maheswari Family. And its not going to happen anytime soon" Tej Maheswari said, all thoughts of calling the cops flying out of his head
"That's archaic. It's twenty first century. Divorces are common" Drishti argued not liking the old man's mentality
"I can't believe this. I can't believe you are arguing with me. Me!! The Tej Maheswari"
"Perfect Wife. Perfect daughter in law. Sweet calm and matured girl" Shravan repeated his grandfather's words taunting the man
"Shravan" Tej hissed
"Heyy Shravan. Nice name" Drishti said earning a look of disbelief in return
"Dadu. Deal with it. It was your decision. I'm out of here" Shravan said walking to his room determined to leave to Bangalore as quick as
possible
"So much for giving cent percent into this marriage. Haa!! What did you think Shravan. That you are some Prince charming, some sort of knight in shining armor to swoop in and rescue a damsel in distress"
5 years later.Diya draped her saree and was about to wear the sindoor when a hand caught hers, stopping her. Vihaan took the box of vermilion from her with a charming smile."Do I have to remind you every day that this is my haqq biwi?" Vihaan asked as he took the vermilion between his thumb and forefinger and applied it on her partition."I thought you would be busy downstairs with preparations," Diya said, smiling contentedly."I'm never too busy for you, love," Vihaan said as he snaked an arm around her waist and pulled her against his chest."Vihaan, what are you doing?? Someone will come. We have lots of work to do," Diya said, trying to wriggle out of his hold."No one will come, and all works are done. The house is all set for Diwali," Vihaan said before bending down and pecking her on her lips.Vihaan caressed her exposed waist with his fingers, earning a light moan from Diya."Vihaan. It's morning.""So?? Do I have to wait till night to love my wife??"Diya wound her arms ar
Drishti walked to the front door, pausing before making her exit, sweeping them both with another grin, her eyes twinkling like stars. "Happy Diwali," she called out. Then off she went down the hallway singing.As Drishti went out of sight, Vihaan's hands slid around Divyaa, turning her around to face him, making her heart flutter wildly. "Thank you. Thank you for being you, for having my child and giving her to me. But above everything else, thank you for waiting for me, Diya.""Oh Vihaan," Relief gushed through her. The love in his voice was unmistakable. "I'm sorry I gave up on you. I...""No..." He placed a finger on her lips, hushing the stream of regret. "I was wrong. You don't have anything to answer for. God knows I've seen enough, been with you enough to appreciate, in some small measure, how it's been for you. I'm sorry I got so screwed up about being left out.""Well, at least I'm not too young for you anymore."He frowned, pained by the reminder."I don't know that you eve
Tears streamed down Drishti's cheeks, but she seemed unaware of them. She was still staring at Vihaan, her desperate plea for him to make things right for her evident in her gaze. Twisting the hem of her nightshirt, her open hair hung around her face, giving her a bedraggled appearance. She looked like a lost little waif, and Divyanshi wanted to gather her child in her arms and hug her insecurities away. However, it was to Vihaan that her daughter looked for what she needed now, and Divya held herself back. It was up to him to answer his daughter, to answer all the questions now.Yet, Vihaan looked as lost as Drishti, struck by the realisation of all she might have overheard - the role her adoptive parents had played in taking her from Divyanshi, in preventing Vihaan from knowing about his fatherhood, ensuring he didn't reunite with her mother, and keeping the knowledge of her real parentage from her. The world they had known had been torn up, and the pieces couldn't be put togethe
"This is the final round, Drishti," Vihaan warned as he set up the game board again."You're just jealous that I've been winning all the games so far," Drishti crowed proudly."Yeah, by cheating," Vihaan said, and Drishti rolled her eyes as if it wasn't a big deal.They had played three rounds of Snake and Ladder and two rounds of Ludo at Drishti's insistence. Drishti had won all the games, using her sneaky tricks to avoid the snakes and win at Ludo.He looked tired. He had been rather quiet, almost distant, all evening, only responding to Drishti's demands.Divya hoped he wasn't too tired to stay up with her after Drishti went to bed. It had been an active day filled with swimming, windsurfing, drawing rangolis, decorating the house, and setting up the pooja room. Besides, he couldn't have had much sleep last night as he had been up early with Drishti this morning. What would she do if he suggested they retire early?"It's Diwali tomorrow, Vihaan Uncle. I'm too excited to go to bed,"
Not knowing was killing him. He knew that he had unsettled Divya with his brooding. Well, she wouldn't have the slightest idea as to what was eating him up, and he couldn't just blurt it out. If she realised what he was thinking, and if he was wrong, she would think he had lost his marbles, imagining himself to be her one great love. He didn't want to confuse her feelings for him. But... he had to know!He paced the living room, impatient to get a little time to himself so that he could make the much-needed phone call. If anyone would know the critical details of what had happened to him that Diwali season thirteen years ago, Omkara and Aditya had the inside track. They'd been with him from the start to the end of the vacation, and they had told him nothing worth mentioning had happened during the trip. Is there any point in asking them again? What is he going to lose anyway?The sculptures set along the corner Divya had set up to do the pooja caught his eyes, and he stopped, struck b
Vihaan engaged Drishti in conversation while Divya had her breakfast.Observing the two of them together, so similar in more ways than they realised, was heartwarming.Is it wise of her to leave the past in the past?It felt wrong for Vihaan not to know he was Drishti's father.She shouldn't keep such a special flesh and blood bond from him, from either of them. They both had a right to know.Telling him was not going to be easy, especially after she had briefly mentioned the adoption last night.Her reasoning for holding back had seemed right at the time.She didn't want to burden him with a truth he'd find disturbing and painful, considering the part his sister had played in taking responsibility from him, the long-played deceit that had denied him his true relationship with his own child.However, the circumstances are different now.Vihaan felt the same about her as he had all those years before, and Sandhya Rathore was out of the picture.Now she wouldn't be putting any sense of