Chapter 10 - The Pag Phera Ritual

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"Why are you wearing a formal office suit?" Shruti asked Rishabh

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"Why are you wearing a formal office suit?" Shruti asked Rishabh.

"Maa (Mother), actually I have an important meeting, so I need to go to the office as we will go back to Rajasthan tomorrow" Rishabh replied.

Diya looked up in shock, she didn't know that. She still didn't graduate. What will she do now?

"Right, there is no purpose of staying at home as Diya won't be at home today" Said Dadaji.

Everyone including Rishabh and Diya looked at Dadaji.

"Why?" Dhruv asked.

"Because we will go back to Rajasthan, I want Diya to go back to her house for pag phera. Her parents are still in Mumbai" Dadaji said.

Everyone nodded.

"Ok, so Rishabh before going to the office drop Diya at her Taya's house, Okay?" Ordered Shruti.

"Ok" Rishabh replied.

"Diya I will be waiting for you in the car" Rishabh continued.

Diya just nodded her head.

Everyone got up and left for their respective work.

Everyone got up and left for their respective work

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I sat down at the dining table.

I saw Rishabh descending the stairs. He looked so attractive in that office wear, especially his grey eyes.

Every Rathore man has a different eye colour, which I find really cool.

We all had our breakfast, and after a long time, I had breakfast with many people usually it was only me alone in my room at Taya ji's house.

Then the servants served the dishes I made, everyone praised me and I couldn't stop smiling, I was literally blushing.

Whenever someone praises me for anything I might look like I don't care but in my body I could feel butterflies fluttering.

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