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Maan is the divine blessing bestowed upon me by my Shiv ji, the one I have always yearned for. Love, for me, is synonymous with Maan. He is the radiant moon that illuminates my darkest nights, completing me in every way.
Prem hogaya unse hume, jaise Mata Parvati ko shiv ji se hua tha, jaise Radha ko apne kanha se hua tha.
I do not compare our love to theirs, but I know that my love for Maan knows no limits, just like theirs. It is like a vast ocean, and the beauty lies in the fact that I do not drown in it, but rather, I reside within its depths.
“We have arrived, Rika.” He said, bringing me back from my reverie. I gazed into his enchanting hazel eyes and smiled softly, nodding in agreement.
The news of meeting my bhaisa fills me with boundless joy, making me feel as if I am floating on cloud nine.
Maan graciously opened the door for me, and as I stepped out of the car, I was enveloped in a warm and tight embrace by Sourav bhaisa. Overwhelmed with love, I held onto him even tighter.
“I have missed you, little one.” He whispered, and I clung to him with all my might.
We finally released our embrace, and my eyes fell upon Veeransh bhaisa and Anjali bhabhi, who were childhood sweethearts. My heart swelled with happiness at the sight of them.
Without wasting a moment, I rushed towards bhaisa, and he joyfully twirled me around, his laughter filling the air.
“I are here too, Aadu.” Bhabhi playfully remarked, and I embraced her with affection.
“Welcome, Mr. Malhotra.” Veeransh bhaisa greeted Maan with a handshake, but a small smirk tucked at the corner of his lips.
“Bhaisa, aren't we being a bit too formal? I will be calling him jiju.” Sourav bhaisa chimed in, and I couldn't help but wonder the same. Their formality seemed excessive.
“Dever sa you know how much shy is your bhaisa, might be he is shy to be informal.” Anjali bhabhi remarked, causing us all to burst into laughter at bhaisa's sulking expression.
“I have no qualms about being informal, Mr. Rajput.” I responded, locking eyes with Maan, only to find him gazing back at me.
“Let us cut these surnames, Abhimaan, and stop pretending that we are unaware of each other's secrets.” Veeransh bhaisa declared, leaving me stunned at the mention of secrets.
“Indeed.” Maan agreed, a sinister smirk playing upon his lips, while bhaisa exuded a hint of wickedness in his demeanor.
“Keep your 'secrets' to yourself, and let us proceed inside.” Bhabhi sa interjected, prompting us all to nod in agreement before making our way into the grand mansion.
“Secrets?” I whispered while jumping little into Maan's ear, seeking clarification. He is so tall.
“I took on his case when I was new to my profession.” Maan whispered back, and I nodded in understanding.
