4 months later
A beautifully decorated marriage palace twinkled in the evening light as a stream of visitors dressed in their traditional finery made a beeline for the entrance. The entire CID team was already inside the main hall.
"Aaj toh sabhi bahut achche lag rahe hain na?", Pankaj exclaimed.
"Yeh Kavin sir kahin nazar nahin aa rahe?", Vivek asked.
"Array buddhu! Use apne waali ko taadne se fursat milegi toh hi yahaan hoga na hamaare saath! Ab finally jab hum shaadi pe aaye hain toh dekhega toh sahi na usko? Woh dekh woh raha stairs ke pass!", Dushyant chuckled.
They all turned to see Kavin staring upwards looking mesmerized with his mouth slightly ajar. As they looked upwards, they saw all the girls standing and talking with each other animatedly. Kavin was looking directly at Purvi who was looking breathtaking in peach and light blue lehenga with zardosi work. Kavin had similar zardosi work on his achkan in peach with traces of light blue.
"Tum dono hi aaj bahut achche lag rahe ho", Dushyant commented bringing Kavin out of his reverie.
As Kavin was about to respond, beautiful music began indicating the bride coming down the stairs, Kavin looked up as Purvi made her way down with her dress held slightly above her ankle for safety. He extended his hand to help her as she reached the lower-half. She smiled and placed her hand in his as he guided her safely downstairs....
Then Purvi turned and helped Tarika climb down the last few stairs as she held her heavy bridal red lehenga. (Hehehe.....itni jaldi bhi kya hai..... bhul gaye-Purvi ka resolve? Aur abhi twists and turns baaki hain mere dost!)
They made their way towards the mandap. Abhijeet stood up and extended his hand to help Tarika sit beside him. Dr. Salunkhe performed all the rituals from the bride's side and ACP Pradyuman finished them from the groom's side: both had lost their parents a while ago.
While the pheras were going on, Dushyant noticed Kavin looking at Purvi out of the corner of his eyes. "Tu use bata kab raha hai?"
"Dush, use kise? Aur kya bataana hai?"
"Apne man ki baat aur kya!"
"Kya man ki baat aur kise?"
"Ab zyaada mat ban. Tu jaanta hai main kya keh raha hun. Keh kyun nahin deta use ki tere man mein uske liye feelings hain?"
"Main tujhe kitni baar kahun ki uske man mein mere liye feelings nahin hai. Use aise kuch keh kar apni dosti nahin todna chahta main. Woh mujhe trust karne lagi hai. Main uska trust nahin tod sakta".
"Tu samaj raha hai tu keh kya raha hai? Isme trust todne waali baat kahaan se aayi? Aur tujhe kaise pata ki uski feelings kya hai? Tune usse baat ki?"
"Nahin..par..."
"Kya, nahin par! Mujhe tera kuch bhi samajh nahin aata. Pehle kehta tha ki ab main kisi bhi ladki par vishwas nahin karunga. Uske bawajood tujhe Purvi se pyaar hone laga. Phir bhi tune use kuch kaha nahin. Sab ko dikhta hai ki tujhe woh pasand hai. Aaj hee dekh lo, teri nazarein us par se hat hee nahin rahi hai. Ab tu kehta hai ki uske man main feelings nahin hai? Array, pehle apni feelings ko puri tarah accept kar aur usko bata. Phir dekhte hain na uska jawaab kya hoga!"
"Par..."
"Kuch par var nahin. Main Purvi ka bhai hun. Kaun bhai apne dost ko apni hi behan ko impress karne ke liye encourage karta hai? Tujhe toh mera shukarguzaar hona chahiye ki tujhe aisa dost mila jo tujhe pura support kar raha hai!", Dushyant said, upping his imaginary collar.
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Fiksi PenggemarFirsts are always special! This is a republishing of my first ever story... Now that I have re-joined, I would really like your support and acknowledgement. You will also see previous chapters with the amount of views, votes etc. included. Hope you...
