Part 3 in Devansh Series
Standing before each other are Sonakshi and Alaknanda. Torn between duty and emotion, will Alaknanda overturn the series of events before them? Or would Alaknanda and Sonakshi have to fight each other?
The Final Installment...
Music for the Chapter: Easier than lying by Halsey
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Say whatever you may, somehow the entire tragedy has at least taught me to wake up early. I finished my morning pooja right during Brahma muhurta. The whole world was sleep except the devas who were busy offering their prayers to my father.
During Brahma muhurta, all rishis, devas, Gandharvas, apsaras, kinnaras and kimpurushas, gather by Vaikuntha to receive the darshan.
Down on earth, the Ganga aarti is performed. The Ganga which emerged from the feet of Narayana and the jata of Shiva. The temples all are up performing the morning pooja.
At the end of Brahma muhurta, I quickly sneaked into the kitchen to see what was being made for my birthday.
"Alaknanda..." I turned around, wincing at being caught.
"Good morning, Nani," I said with the sweetest smile I could conjure. She first wrapped me around my arms and kissed my head.
"Only I know what I had gone through to not have you in the safety of my aanchal." She expressed, almost crying.
"Nani!!! Don't cry. I don't want you crying on my birthday. This has to be the happiest day of my life."
She chuckled. "I hope you find all the happiness in the world, my Kanha,"
"Alaknanda," Maa came in. I smiled. I touched her feet. She put her hand on my head and then pulled me into a hug. "It is the sweetest day for me because you were born on this day. I wish all the success to you."
I pulled away. A beautiful silk saree draped around her. She wore jewellery. A large choker necklace that almost cover all of her check and collar bones. Her hair was tied in a bun. Almost close to seeming like the Goddess of Fortune. Her w saree had beautiful designing from handlooms.
"Okay. Get ready fast, we will soon start preparing for the havan. Before that eat some fruits and drink some milk."
"Adi!!!!" Harsh came in shouted. "Happy Birthday!!!" He brought in more than a dozen balloons. All of them had my name written on them.
"Oh... wow!!!" I exclaimed and took the balloons. When I took the balloons, a rain of flowers showered over me.
"Happy Birthday, Adi." Sona from the corridor on the upper floor with an empty basket in her hands. She put it aside and quickly ran down. She tackled me in a hug. Harsh joined in.
"This is wonderful, guys..." I told them.
"I had always thought that Swarga was happiest place because it is where people are always nice and they good things there. It is a place for good people. But after actually being there, I realize that my Swarga is actually here. The place where the three of us stay together. Where every day we stay together. My greatest memories were never any of the achievements. They were simply the times when three of us stay together. Whether the situation was good or bad, whenever it has been together, I knew that things would be perfectly." Harsh said.
