✔️Story of Rudransh Singh Rathore and Avantika Pratap Singh
--Sneak and peak--
They are exactly what other needed; the missing piece that made everything else magically click into its place.
She's the type of woman who shows her sinister side when s...
Everyone has a fair share of shining, glossy tears peppering their pair of eyes, but the main story is about- how they deal with it. Everyone has their own way to solve their problems. But the best is when you welcome it with a smile, endure the caused pain with a smile, fathom it, and elucidate it with a smile.
The power a smile holds is phenomenal. It lightens a person's night when he walks by the roads, drenched in rain- smothered with day-to-day life. It brightens old eyes when their son or daughter brings them something to eat they're carving. It influences a greater good in those innocent hearts who are growing up and yet to see the world.
Her smile holds that liability that no person can resist.
Being the eldest daughter of a family stumbles the way a girl sees through, grows up, and live.
Avantika Pratap Singh.
Her journey as the eldest made her compromising and way too understanding. She became a doll to her grandparents to play with. She became the shoulder to her mother's tears. She became the hand her father hold on to, with trust. She descends from time to time to let her siblings hold up. She became the person her younger siblings look up to even before their parents when they are in need. She turns the whole world with her angelic smile.
Her perspective of living is serene. Tranquility her eyes possess, a person can drown in them. And her warm hugs are the best.
She was brought up like a princess. Finest in all the skills. But even the broken mirror shines whose edges ooze out blood. Nothing is perfect in this world so is she. She is a soft-spoken woman, very gentle but still fierce who can drown someone in the pit of the ocean.
"Oh my goodness! You are looking gorgeous, dii. I am sure-" Aishwarya Pratap Singh pause when she heard her mother calling her, "Aish! Where are you?"
"Coming!" She shouts at the top of her lungs which leads her elder sisters to cover their ears to save their eardrums. She hurry off the room when she accidentally collided with a wall, "Ouch! You wall." Aish admonish.
"You, clumsy queen. Are you okay?" Ahana rebukes whilst checking on her younger sister. Aish rub her forehead and mutter a low 'yes' and run for her life when she heard her mother's angry voice again. They shake their heads at her clumsiness.
"So, excited?" Ahana ask her elder sister who was standing near a glass window looking at the chaos of Jaipur city; wearing a rainbow, simple yet elegant, thread-worked lehenga matching with heavy gold earrings with green touch; enhancing her look. Her long hair was left open.
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