AFTER LOVE

THE HEARTS UNITED

As the golden hues of dawn break over the horizon, they cast a warm embrace upon the bustling with Indian culture. The air is alive with the mingling aromas of spices, blooming flowers, and morning prayers. In the heart of the city, preparations are in full swing for a vibrant and colorful festival.

Women clad in brightly colored sarees move gracefully, adorning the pathways with intricate rangoli patterns made from vibrant powders. Their hands work deftly, creating mesmerizing designs that welcome both guests and deities alike.

The tantalizing scent of Indian cuisine fills the air as men and women alike stand around large, steaming cauldrons, stirring aromatic curries and biryanis. Spices dance in harmony, infusing the dishes with flavors that reflect generations of tradition.

In a corner, musicians tune their instruments, readying themselves to create melodies that will transport everyone to a realm of joy and celebration.

Meanwhile, craftsmen skillfully hang colorful streamers and lanterns, turning the venue into a kaleidoscope of hues. Children dart around, their faces painted with glee and anticipation, eager for the festivities to commence.

As the sun reaches its zenith, square transforms into a stage for vibrant dance performances. Dancers in elaborate costumes tell stories through their graceful movements, capturing the essence of India's rich cultural tapestry.

Preparations for this scene began days ago, with both the families coming together to ensure every detail is perfect. Families spent hours cleaning and decorating their homes, while the elders shared stories of past festivals, passing down traditions from one generation to the next.

And as the day unfolds, the scene comes alive - a testament to the unity, vibrancy, and profound cultural heritage that make India's festivals a spectacle of color, taste, sound, and heartwarming camaraderie.

Haseena Mallik, a SHO of the Lucknow police, walks down the aisle wearing white and red tuxedo, in Toronto, Canada. A blend of anticipation and joy plays across her face, and the supportive gazes of friends and family only add to her confident and heartfelt steps. She couldn't wait to make her love, hers forever and ever. She stood nearby her family, which consists of only her mother and her colleagues. Haseena was eagerly waiting for her bride, just to admire her just like the first day they met in college.

"Kab aayengi humari jaan...!", Haseena said without any patience.

"Ohhh jaan...!", Her colleagues who were more than family teased her.

"Sabar karo jazbaat queen... Aayegi tumhari dulhan.", Noor Mallik, mother of the SHO said.

"Par ammi-", Haseena tried to protest.

"Maddam sir aagayi aap ki dulhan!", Santosh, SI of Haseena's station spoke, looking at the bride.

The bride, adorned in vibrant traditional attire, takes her first steps down the aisle, her arm linked with her mother's. The red attire with white stone work was matching with her to-be spouse perfectly. The richness of her outfit is matched by the warmth in her mother's eyes, reflecting pride and a touch of sentimentality. Together, they embark on this emotional journey, their bond evident in the way they exchange glances and share a moment of quiet understanding before reaching the altar.

Haseena's gaze locks onto her bride as she makes her way down the aisle, her expression a mix of awe and adoration. Her eyes light up with joy, and a soft smile tugs at the corners of his lips. Time seems too slow as she takes in her beauty and the significance of the moment, a myriad of emotions playing across her face - from nervous excitement to deep love and appreciation. Her eyes teared up with happiness looking at her love.