Advaya means 'Unique' and prem stands for 'love' and Advaya Prem is going to take you on the beautiful journey of love between Aavasyu Aharya Rajawat and Samyukta Das .
One resides amidst the world of Wars and Guns with his life always on the line...
The palace was filled with utter vacuity when I entered . The meeting was to be held in my alcove with no members of the palace invading this privacy . And when I said No one it means No one .
I was walking towards my chamber with my clientele when I heard soft feets rushing its way towards me and with each step I could hear the sweet melody of her Anklet .
A small smile threatened to escape my lips but the possibility of few unwanted gazes lurking among this walls waiting for my hand to falter held me back from doing this. I closed my eyes and drew in the air of the palace .
I could smell the freshly applied Alta ( red dye) along with the fragrance of Jasmine and marigold .
I turned my head towards the entry of 'our' chamber and there she was draped in those crimson and doughy saree ,her long hair loosely braided falling just above her waist .
Her hands and feet soaked in beautiful patterns of Alta . A peaceful smile gracing her lips and big doe eyes glistening under those sun rays .
My soul . My reason for existence. My Mishti .
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