𝕾𝖙𝖗𝖆𝖓𝖌𝖊𝖗 𝖙𝖔 𝖒𝖞 𝖒𝖆𝖓 is a heartwarming tale of two contrasting souls brought together in matrimony, where the clash of personalities evolves into a beautiful symphony of love and understanding.
𝓐𝔂𝓪𝓷𝓼𝓱 𝓢𝓲𝓷𝓰𝓱 𝓡𝓪𝓽𝓱𝓸𝓻𝓮 a...
"No matter, Whether it is a love or arranged a marriage is simple unpredictable yet excitingblissful if you're blessed with the right partner"
"Now you both declared husband and wife for seven life" Soon everyone present their blessed newly wedded couple.
Bidaai
Bidaai is very painful time in any girl's life. Leaving their home, love ones, parent, sibling, friends, everyone for whom you don't know anything .....
Her husband which now become her life,her home,her everything.
Shweta was crying her heart out in her father’s embrace, the room heavy with emotion. Everyone present had tears in their eyes. Ayansh stood beside her, watching his bride of just a few hours cry, feeling utterly helpless. His heart ached knowing she was leaving everything behind for him and his family, yet he was powerless to change the situation—it was just the way the ritual went.
As Ayansh Singh Rathore and Shweta Aggarwal (now Mrs. Shweta Ayansh Singh Rathore) sat in the car, Shweta continued to cry softly, her tears falling in silence. Ayansh, deeply troubled by her sorrow, didn’t know how to comfort her. After a moment of hesitation, he took his handkerchief and gently placed it on her lap. The sudden movement made Shweta flinch slightly. Startled, Ayansh quickly apologized.
“I... I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to scare you. You can use this handkerchief,” he offered.
“Th... thank you,” Shweta murmured, her voice barely above a whisper.
The car soon arrived at what was now their house. Ayansh stepped out and walked around to her side, opening the door and extending his hand toward her.
Shweta looked up at him, confusion evident in her tear-streaked eyes. Realizing her uncertainty, Ayansh cleared his throat and glanced pointedly at his outstretched hand. Understanding his gesture, Shweta slowly placed her hand in his and allowed him to help her out of the car.
Together, they walked towards the entrance, where Aanchal, Ayansh’s mother, was waiting with an aarti ki thali, ready to welcome her son and new daughter-in-law into their home.
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(Imagine Ayansh in this shervani)
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