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.Chapter-4. Grandfather's Wish

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Na Jane kaisi Nazar thi unki
Jab se unki Nazar ne iss nazar ko jiss nazar se tha dekha
Tab se iss nazar ne kisi aur nazar ko uss nazar se ek nazar tak naa dekha...
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Author's pov:



As Ashwin went out of his for a walk after a long and stressed day. The busy streets of the city were bathed in the soft glow of evening lights as Ashwin stormed down the sidewalk, frustration etched on his face. In the midst of a heated argument with a reckless driver, little did he know that his life was about to take a sudden turn.

That very evening, Ashwin received a stern summons from his grandfather, Abhiraj, a man of traditional values and a firm believer in the importance of family.

The 26-year-old Ashwin found himself facing the prospect of marriage, a notion that seemed absurd to him at the moment.

His brother, Viyaan, received a mysterious text at the office, causing him to raise an intrigued eyebrow. Abhiraj had sent a picture of a woman with the message, "Meet your soon-to-be sister-in-law, Ashlyn." Viyaan, always the mischievous one, couldn't contain his excitement.

"Bro, you won't believe what Grandpa just dropped on us," Viyaan grinned, flaunting his phone.

Ashwin's eyes narrowed in confusion as he glanced at the image. "Ashlyn? Who's that?"

Viyaan chuckled, "Our mysterious bride-to-be, my friend. Grandpa says she's the one."

Curiosity mingled with disbelief on Ashwin's face as he stared at the picture. And then, the realization struck. Ashlyn, the woman from the road. The memory of their heated argument echoed in his mind.

Ashwin's expression morphed from confusion to shock and then disdain. "Ashlyn? Seriously? How am I supposed to spend my life with her after that road disaster?"

Viyaan burst into laughter, "Well, she's not just any Ashlyn, brother. She's a successful businesswoman and a beauty to boot. You've hit the jackpot!"

Ashwin's eyes widened, his thoughts a jumble. He couldn't fathom being tied to someone he'd clashed with so fiercely. "Viyaan, to mazak kr rha hai, She is going to be my why?"(You are kidding me)

Viyaan, still grinning, teased, "Well, brother, you've got yourself a feisty one. Congratulations! Imagine waking up to that every day."
Ashwin, however, was lost in contemplation. The image of Ashlyn, successful and beautiful, clashed with the memory of their argument. He sighed, realizing the irony of fate. Little did he know, his life was about to be entwined with Ashlyn's in ways he never anticipated.

"I am going  home You wanna join me viyaan"? said Ashwin worried enough.

Viyaan nodded. He ran to his mercedes and Viyaan took his car and drove to home again.

At home.

The atmosphere at Ashwin's home was tense as he mustered the courage to confront his grandfather, Abhiraj, about the unexpected turn of events. The old clock on the wall seemed to tick louder, echoing the impending clash between tradition and Ashwin's desires.

"Ashwin, my boy, I hope you've had some time to consider the proposal," Abhiraj said with a warm smile, attempting to diffuse the tension.

Ashwin, however, couldn't hide the unease in his eyes. "Grandpa, we need to talk. About
Ashlyn."

Abhiraj raised an eyebrow, sensing that this conversation might not go as smoothly as he had hoped. "What's on your mind, Ashwin?"

Taking a deep breath, Ashwin hesitated for a moment before uttering, "I can't marry Ashlyn."
Abhiraj's smile faded, replaced by a stern expression. "And why is that? You've never even met the girl. What could possibly be the issue?"

Ashwin hesitated, choosing not to disclose the real reason behind his reluctance. "It's just... I have my reasons, Grandpa. I can't go through with this."