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.Chapter-10.Waves of Uncertainty

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Dard mein is dil ko 
tadpate dekha, 
apne samne har rishte ko 
bikharte dekha, 
kitne pyaar se sajai thi 
khwabo ki duniya 
usse apni aankon ke saamne 
bikharte dekha

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Author's pov:

In the wake of the eventful day, Anshika's routine unfolded with its usual rhythm, though her thoughts were intermittently consumed by the prospect of her impending marriage to Ashwin.

Each morning dawned with the soft glow of sunlight filtering through her curtains, gently coaxing her from the depths of sleep. With a deep breath and a stretch, Anshika greeted the new day with a sense of purpose, determined to seize each moment with grace and determination.

After a leisurely breakfast with her family, during which laughter and conversation filled the air, Anshika set out for her bustling business empire. The office welcomed her with the familiar hum of productivity, as she delved into the day's tasks with a focused energy that belied any traces of uncertainty lurking within.

Throughout the day, Anshika navigated the intricacies of her business with finesse and determination, her sharp mind and keen intuition guiding her through the challenges that lay ahead. Meetings with clients and colleagues filled her schedule, each interaction an opportunity to showcase her leadership and vision.

Yet, amidst the demands of her professional life, Anshika found moments of respite and reflection. During brief breaks between meetings, she stole away to her private office, allowing herself a moment of quiet contemplation amidst the whirlwind of activity.

As evening descended, Anshika returned home to the warm embrace of her family, the comforting presence of her loved ones serving as a soothing balm to the trials and tribulations of the day. Together, they shared stories and laughter over a delicious meal, their bond strengthened by the shared experiences of the day.

And as the night wore on, Anshika retired to her room, the soft glow of lamplight casting a warm glow across her features. With a sense of gratitude and anticipation, she surrendered to the embrace of sleep, knowing that whatever the future held, she would face it with courage and resilience, secure in the knowledge that she was surrounded by love and support.

Author's pov:

The Singhania family except ashwin was gathered in the elegantly decorated living room of their spacious mansion, a sense of anticipation hanging in the air as they awaited the arrival of the pandit. Abhiraj Singhania, the patriarch of the family, sat at the head of the room, his expression a mixture of excitement and nervousness as he fidgeted with the folds of his kurta. Ashwin, his eldest son and the focus of the day's discussions, stood nearby, his posture tense with anticipation as he awaited the pandit's arrival.

Ashwin was getting ready for his office and he was unaware about all this.

As the pandit entered the room, clad in traditional attire and carrying a stack of ancient-looking scrolls, the family rose respectfully to their feet, offering him seats of honor as he settled himself amidst the plush cushions. With a deep breath, Abhiraj addressed the pandit, his voice tinged with deference. "Panditji, we have gathered here today to seek your guidance on the most auspicious dates for my grandson Ashwin's wedding. We want to ensure that the union is blessed by the stars and the gods."