As the car rolled to a stop in front of the majestic Birla Mansion, Aaru stirred from her peaceful slumber on Abhi's shoulder. The subtle blush that crept onto her cheeks upon realizing how intimately she had slept on his shoulder was mirrored by a shy smile forming on Abhi's face.
Abhi gently nudged Aaru, "Aaru... we're here. Wake up."
Aaru opened her eyes, blinking against the sudden brightness of the entrance lights. The realization that they had arrived at their destination brought a fresh wave of excitement and nervousness.
"Thank you," Aaru whispered, her voice carrying a soft undertone of gratitude. Abhi merely nodded, his gaze lingering on her for a moment longer than necessary.
As Abhi opened the car door for her, Aaru tried to step out gracefully, only to find her veil caught on the door. Before she could react, Abhi reached over, his fingers gently detangling the delicate fabric. Their eyes met in a fleeting yet intense moment, a silent understanding passing between them.
Abhi took Aaru's hand, and together, they walked towards the grand entrance of Birla Mansion. The soft glow of lights accentuated the regal aura of the house. Aaru felt a mixture of excitement and nervousness, the weight of the occasion sinking in.
The Birla family, eagerly waiting for the newlyweds, wore smiles that could light up the entire mansion. Manjari, standing at the forefront, couldn't hide her joy. Her eyes sparkled with happiness as she saw Abhi and Aaru approaching.
As they stepped into the grand foyer, Abhi couldn't help but steal glances at Aaru. He marveled at the grace with which she carried herself, the richness of her bridal attire accentuating her beauty. Aaru, feeling Abhi's gaze, blushed but kept her gaze forward, aware of the welcoming smiles around her.
The house echoed with the melodious sounds of traditional instruments, creating an atmosphere of festivity. Aaru felt a sense of warmth and acceptance as she stepped into her new home, holding Abhi's hand. The Birla family surrounded them, showering blessings and bestowing heartfelt welcomes.
Manjari, her eyes brimming with joy, stepped forward to perform the traditional Aarti. The sound of the conch shell and the rhythmic chanting of mantras filled the air, symbolizing the auspiciousness of the moment.
Amidst the customs and rituals, Aaru and Abhi shared stolen glances, silently communicating the emotions they felt. The house seemed to resonate with happiness, blending the old with the new, as the traditions merged seamlessly with the love that now filled Birla Mansion.
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