Priya is a very sweet and beautiful girl. She has had a crush on Rahul for the last 5 years. Rahul is the son of her father's best friend. One day Rahul's parents come to Priya's place to invite all of them for Rahul's wedding. He was getting married to his girlfriend. Priya heart gets shattered in thousands of pieces. She had never even looked at any other man. But she couldn't blame him for all this as he was not even aware of her feelings. She decided to go to his wedding. They go there to attend the wedding but get to know that the bride ran away. Rahul's dad gets a panic attack. The wedding had to happen as they all were rich and famous and almost the whole city was invited. Priya's dad comes out with a solution and asks Priya if she could marry Rahul instead? He doesn't force her, he just asked her, if she was not the love with anyone else and she was ok with it. Priya gives her affirmation and they get married to each other. And over a course of time they fall for each other.
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"Priya, get ready fast or we will be late. What are you doing?" My mom yelled at me from outside my bedroom's door.
"Yes, mom, just ten minutes more. " I replied, but I was not sure whether I wanted to go to this wedding or not... How can I see him getting married to someone else? I think it was a bad idea. I think I should not go as I will not be able to be normal. But at the same time, I wanted to see him just one more time before he got married.
Moreover, I wanted to show my stubborn mind that he was really getting married.
I had this huge crush on him for the last five years... though it seemed that he was totally oblivious of me...
I can't even blame him, he didn't even know about my feelings........
Anyways it was too late now. I took out a beautiful Saari and started getting ready.
"Priya, do you want to come with us or not?" My mom asked me, entering my room as she was getting impatient now. But as soon as she looked at me her expression changed.
"Oh my god! you are looking so lovely, dear. I am amazed that you are wearing a sari. You are looking extremely beautiful." Mom said.
"Chill mom, you know I love this one." I didn't want her to know how I was feeling right now. I wore Jhumkies and my bracelet and applied just a little makeup.
We came downstairs and as soon as my father saw me, his eyes lit up with love. He hugged me and placed a kiss on my forehead.
We all drove to the wedding venue which was the best five-star hotel in the city. My heart was beating like anything. We entered the hall which was decorated very tastefully.
Oh god, why have I come here? My heart started to sink, my feet refused to move and wanted to go away but could not.
He was there with his friends..... Looking very happy he just got out of his car which was decorated beautifully with flowers. His parents and brother were also there. My parents started going towards them and my mom tugged me along with her.
As soon as Mr and Mrs Kapoor, (Rahul's parents) saw us, they came to greet us. Mr Ram Kapoor is my father's best friend. He is a jolly good fellow, always good to talk to. He is a very successful businessman, he has textiles and garment factories and they export clothes all over the world. His wife Mrs Sunita Kapoor is also a very loving and caring woman.
"Congratulations!! " My mom greeted Sunita aunty and she smiled hugging mom.
After they all greeted each other, Ram Uncle looked at me and said in a surprised tone "Awwww!! Who is this young and pretty girl? Have we met earlier, dear?"
"Uncle please stop teasing me."
"My God, what happened to you sweetheart, it seems you have grown overnight. You are looking so beautiful..."
I just blushed at his comments and my parents were looking at me adoringly.
Uncle said to dad, " Kabir, I think we should start looking for a suitable match for this young lady."
"Yes, it seems so she is twenty-two." My father replied
"Oh please, dad and Uncle, just stop this." My mom and aunty were also enjoying at my expense.
It is better if I ignore them. So I said, "I am going to get something to drink."
I started going towards a snack bar and grabbed a glass of juice.
My eyes started searching for Rahul again and I saw that he was looking at me. I smiled at him but he kept on looking at me very intensely. I wanted to know what he was thinking as I could not understand the expression in his eyes.
Just then someone tapped at my shoulder. As I turned, Rahul's younger brother,
Rohit was standing there. He was two years older than me and was quite friendly and excessively frank.
"So, someone is dressed to impress all. You are looking so beautiful. You know how many people are looking at you. Where were you all the time?"
"Rohit please stop this, I am getting irritated now, everyone is teasing me. I should not have worn a saree."
"Oh no, I am not teasing you. You are looking like an angel, in fact, I am enjoying the fact that I am talking to the prettiest girl here and all the men are glaring at me and my friends there are asking me to introduce them to you."
"Please don't do it, I am not interested in anyone."
"I know......" Said Rohit, very seriously and I was about to ask him, that what did he mean by that. But just then, someone called him and he excused himself and went away.
I again looked at Rahul and still, he was looking at me which made me happy and sad at the same time.
I started drinking the juice slowly and my throat felt dry.
Rahul was four years older than me, but I always had a huge crush on him. I was generally shy in his presence and he used to avoid me. I used to get hurt that he was avoiding me but my feelings remained intact.
It was just last week when Rahul's parents came to our place and told us that Rahul wants to get married to his girlfriend Leena within a week. Uncle was not very happy with the decision. I felt miserable after I heard the news.
I went to my room and cried for a very long time......and today I was here to attend his wedding. I wanted to see this with my own eyes that he is happy with someone so that I could forget about him and move on in my life.
Though all my friends knew about my crush on him, my parents had no idea about it.
I was still lost in my thoughts, when I heard that someone was shouting, there was some kind of tension in the air. All of a sudden everyone seemed tense. I could not understand what was going on.
Rahul seemed to be very angry and was looking like a wounded lion. Uncle and aunty were very tense and my parents were trying to calm them.
All of a sudden Uncle started sweating profusely and my father shouted for Rohit and Rahul. They came running and they all took Ram Uncle to a room. Rohit called for the doctor, and their family doctor rushed to examine Uncle. Aunty was crying and Rahul was looking very sad and
Guilty. I didn't even know what was going on but I was feeling really bad.
The doctor said that Uncle had an anxiety attack and as he had already had one heart attack last year, so it was not good for him to be anxious.
My father, Rahul and Rohit went inside. There was so much tension everywhere.
I asked my mom, " Mom, what happened to Uncle? He was so happy, as always. Why is he so anxious?"
Before mom could say anything my father came out of the room and called my mom and they talked privately for five minutes. They seemed to be in tension and were discussing something very seriously.
What is going on? Would someone tell me, please?
My mom came and she held my hand in hers and led me towards my father. My father said that Uncle was not well, but he needed to talk to me. I didn't know what to say. I was so confused.
My father hugged me and asked me to come with him... I followed him and my mom and aunty also entered the room in which Uncle was resting. I looked at him and he asked me to come near him.
" Beta, I don't know how to say this, but can I ask you something?"
"Of course Uncle, you can ask me anything. But you must take a rest, you are looking very weak."
"I will take a rest after I talk to you. Please forgive me for asking this but I need you to do something for me… us..." Said Uncle looking at me with some hope in his eyes.
"Uncle please, you can ask me to do anything, anytime. You are just like my father. I respect and love you a lot. I will surely do anything to make you happy. "
He held my hand and asked me, " Will you please be my daughter?"
I got very confused and was trying to get what he meant by that just then he said, " I want you to marry my son Rahul......"
Mahi's POV. I went to one of my bags to take out a nightwear but he pulled me to the pile of gifts. I looked at him with surprise and he gave me a beautifully wrapped gift, taking it out of the gift bags, I took it and he asked me to open it. " What is all this? " " Gifts!!" He smiled. " So many?? Why?? " " Because we are getting married all of a sudden and you could not go shopping as much as needed. So I went shopping for my beautiful bride. I got what I liked. You can get whatever else you want. " He said. " You didn't have to buy all those things. " I said with a smile. " I had to... You are my bride now, I have a right to do that." He said and gave me a short but hot toe-curling kiss. Once he broke it, he asked me to open the gift he gave me. I opened it and it was very beautiful red silk and lace nightwear. " Wow!! It's beautiful, but where is the lower part of it?? " I asked and he smiled and raised an eyebrow. " What?? " I asked. " There is no other part with this.
Ron's POV " Swear with your hand on my head that you would not back out when I tell you what I want," Roohi said placing my hand on her head. What? I was shocked to see her like that. She has never behaved in such a dramatic way in her whole life. Why was she asking me to swear on her head? " Why are you talking like that Roohi?" Ruhan asked as even he felt that her request was quite weird. " Ron, Bhai?? Are you ready to swear that you will get what I want?? " " Well, you are our princess, and I will give you anything you want, why do you think that I would not give you what you want??" I asked. " Roohi?? What are you doing? Bhai, you don't have to swear on it. Roohi, You should have some faith in him." Ruhan said. " Shut up, Ruhan!! I am not asking you to do it. I want Ron Bhai to swear that he would give me what I want. I don't want him to back out later on and refuse to give me my gift. " Roohi said firmly. " Roohi, sweetie, why do you think that I would back out? I would e
Ron's POVMahi and Mehul uncle became very emotional and he hugged her tightly. It was evident that he wanted to keep her at his home like every father. " Why did you have to grow up so soon?? Now tell your Ron to let you stay here, he can also stay here. " He said but before we could think of something, Gautam uncle cleared his throat. " Yes, it is a good tradition, you start it, I will follow it. I will also not send my daughter to your home. Even Mihir can stay at our home with us. " He said with a smile. We all smiled. " C'mon Mehul, don't be so sentimental. She is just going to live at Rahul's place. It is not so far off. You can meet her anytime. " Vikram uncle said. " I will ask you when your daughter, Vidya gets married. " Mehul uncle said." I would not mind if we get her married within this group. We know everyone in this group, it is a safe haven for our daughters. " He said. " Mehul, don't worry, your daughter is still your daughter but we get to share her as our daug
Mahi's POVAfter exchanging the garlands, we all proceeded to the wedding mandap.It was decorated with flowers, drapes of sheer cloth material, and lights. The pandit ji offered a small bowl of water to Ron, he had to drink. He sprinkled some of it on his feet and drank the rest. Then Pandit Ji offered a special concoction made with curd, honey, milk, ghee, and other sacred essences. ( This is known as the Panchamrit ) we had to take a sip of that drink before the wedding rituals commenced.We sat down and after a few mantras, my parents were called for the Kanyadaan (An old Vedic ritual, in which the bride is given away by his parents to the groom. He requests the groom to take good care of his daughter and the groom accepts the bride’s hand and promises her father that he will treat her with utmost love and respect throughout his life.)The wedding havan was lit which is the sacred fire. ( In Hindu custom, the fire deity is the foremost witness of a wedding.) A plate was handed o
Mahi's POVMehendi Ceremony:I locked my door as soon as he went out and I rushed to take a bath. Though he was not in my room or bathroom now, I could not forget what he was doing here just a few minutes back. I looked at myself in the mirror and saw that my face was a bsolutely red. Somehow, I was flushed, but I took a quick shower and got ready wearing a light green pista-colored lehenga I was brushing my hair when I heard a knock. If this is Ron, knocking on the door, I am not going to talk to him. I opened the door and was relieved to see that it was my mom. " Are you ready for the Mehandi, beta? She asked the moment she entered the room. And then smiled to see that I was ready. " Mehendi is an indispensable part of an Indian wedding ceremony." She hugged me saying it and took me outside where the ceremony was to be held. The Mehandi artists were waiting, under a canopy adorned with marigolds and jasmine, they made me sit down there, but first of all, Priya Aunty applied a
Mahi's POVHe rubbed his face on mine and my neck. " Stop it, Ron!! " I said. " I will once the ceremony is over. " He replied" What else is to be done?? " I asked. " They told you to take a bath... " He smiled and winked." So?? " " So... I will help you with it. I also need a bath after you applied haldi on me " He said and my face became red all of a sudden. " Get lost!! I don't need your help. Go to your place and take a bath. " I said and he made a face and pulled me into the washroom. " Why waste time going there? We can take a bath here. "" We will take a bath, but separately !! " I said." Please don't waste time, or we will get late for mehadi. They are waiting for us. We won't be late if we help each other as all this turmeric paste, oil, and curd is so sticky. Please help me to take it out and I will help you." " I don't need your help. " I said with difficulty. " But I need it and I will return the favor. " He insisted. " No !! " I refused to dance to his tunes.
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