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A heartfelt welcome to you, dear reader, in the first chapter, and a warm thank you for choosing my book and embarking on this adventurous journey of a Mafia lord and a Doctor.

" Curing the Crime Lord "
Dr.Isha

AUTHOR 'S P.O.V.

Varanasi , Uttar Pardesh

18/02/2023 ,Saturday

AUTHOR. .....P.O.V

"Har har Mahadev "

"Har har Mahadev "

The name of Mahakaal echoed throughout the temple as the Aarti ended on the occasion of Mahashivratri. The temple was adorned with an array of vibrant decorations . The entrance was flanked by grand arches covered in marigold and jasmine garlands, their fragrance filling the air. Intricate rangoli designs in vivid hues welcomed the devotees, The walls of the temple were draped with colorful fabrics and festoons, creating a festive and sacred atmosphere. Priests distributed Aarti among the Shiv devotees, who received the blessings wholeheartedly and moved towards the prasad counters to collect bhoj as prasad

Among the crowd of people, there was a girl standing with joined palms and admiring eyes, gazing at the Shivling. Her serene face was adorned with a faint smile, and she was dressed in a green lehenga, radiating a sense of devotion and peace.

"Aarti lelo, (Take Aarti )" Pandit ji said, forwarding the Aarti thali. She nodded with a warm smile, taking the blessings and silently asking her sacred wishes from Shivji

"Is baar akele hi? Wo kaha hai? (This time alone, Where is she )" Pandit ji asked with a frown, looking around as his eyes searched for a specific person. His question made her sad, and she looked down in grief.

"Who?" she asked, still pretending to avoid the topic.

"Wahi tumhari jodi .Tumhari saheli (That your pair , Your Friend)" Panditji asked in a obvious tone , making her sigh

"She is angry at me " she said in a sad tone, looking down as her eyes welled up, missing her badly

"Ab kis vishay par vivad ho gaya tum dono ka? (Now ,Why did you guys fight? )" Panditji asked with a small laugh, aware of how silly their disagreements often were, handing the Aarti plate to another priest.

" She thinks I am Mandbuddhi who is not capable of taking decisions " She expressed with a scoff remebering the ugly fight they had on this topic and after that they drifted

"To isme galat kya hai (Then , What is wrong in it ?)" Pandit ji said in a casual tone making her stared at him with parted lips , even He roasted her .

"Aap bhi," she said with a resigned expression, making him fall silent and smiled at her quietly. She looked away from him, giving him an angry look

"Achha thik hai, aisa kya decision le liya tumne ki use gussa aagaya? (Ok fine , But what decision you took that made her angry )" Panditji asked, making her look at him who was waiting for her to speak further , while she showed no intention of discussing the topic further

"Don't worry, nothing much is serious. It's just a fight, and besides, I know how to pacify my fireball," she said in a hopeful tone, though her heart wrenched as she recalled her failed attempts to contact her soul-sister.

"Thik hai .Aur hai aaj ke samaaroh ki taiyari ho gayi (Ok .And For today celebration, is everything ready ?)" He asked who brightly smiled at him

"Yes, after some time, it will be started," she said, looking around as her eyes scanned the preparations. Panditji nodded and walked away after patting her head in blessing.

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