Kesariya

Tying the hearts

As the golden rays of dawn kissed the earth, Mallika stood before the mirror, her reflection adorned in the resplendent attire of a bride-to-be. Each delicate adornment, each intricate detail, whispered tales of anticipation and dreams fulfilled. Her fingers trembled slightly as she delicately adjusted the folds of her attire, her heart aflutter with a whirlwind of emotions.In another part of the venue, Harsh prepared himself for the auspicious occasion, his attire exuding an air of quiet elegance. His thoughts wandered to Mallika, his heart swelling with affection for the woman who had captured his dreams.Meanwhile, the arrival of Sumedh and his family injected a surge of unexpected tension into the atmosphere. Geeta, ever the curious soul, approached Sumedh with a quizzical expression. "Who are you?" she inquired, her tone laced with curiosity.I'm a good friend of Harsh," Sumedh replied, his gaze drifting towards the staircase leading upstairs. "I'll go meet him."As Sumedh ascended the stairs, his mind wandered to the past, to memories long buried yet inexplicably resurfacing. And then, as if guided by fate's hand, he found himself standing before a door, the murmurs of a familiar voice drifting through the air.Mallika's heart skipped a beat as she struggled to fasten the back of her blouse, her mind consumed by the impending union with Harsh. And then, as the door creaked open, her eyes widened in disbelief, locking with Sumedh's startled gaze.Geeta..." Mallika began, her voice trailing off as the reality of the moment sunk in.Sumedh stood frozen in the doorway, (kesariya short part plays) his heart pounding with a mixture of shock and longing. "Mallika," he breathed, his voice thick with emotion.Their eyes met, a torrent of unspoken words swirling between them, until Mallika broke the silence, her voice trembling with suppressed emotion. "What are you doing here?" she questioned, tears glistening in her eyes.Sumedh's gaze softened, his heart aching at the sight of Mallika's distress. "I'm friends with Harsh," he replied, his tone tinged with regret. "But... you're getting married to him?"Mallika nodded, her voice barely above a whisper. "Yes, I am."Subh is laughing and sumedh looked and relized that it's his baby, he was gonna go hold him. But mallika stops him. A poignant silence hung in the air. Mallika was trying to attempts to tie her blouse. But she couldn't. Moved by an instinct he couldn't ignore, Sumedh stepped forward, his fingers deftly knotting the fabric behind her.Their proximity ignited a spark of familiarity, a rush of memories flooding back with each touch. And then sumedh turned mallika around   to face him, their eyes locked in a silent exchange of emotions. Taabah hi Gaye plays: Sumedh's steps quickened, closing the distance until Mallika's back met the unyielding wall, his arms caging her in.Mallika's eyes fluttered shut, her breath catching in her throat as she felt Sumedh's presence overwhelming her senses. With a silent plea, she implored him to release her, but his resolve remained unyielding. His touch trailed from her wrist to her shoulder, sending a shiver down her spine.Turning her body, Mallika exposed her back to Sumedh, her heart pounding with a mixture of fear and anticipation. As he began to untie the strings of her blouse, her eyes widened in anticipation, her skin tingling at his every touch.With deliberate slowness, Sumedh peeled down the fabric, revealing Mallika's delicate collarbones and shoulders. His lips brushed against her skin, igniting a firestorm of desire within her, causing her to close her eyes in surrender.But as Sumedh leaned in to kiss her neck, Mallika's instincts kicked in, and she pushed him away, her voice trembling with anger and disbelief. "How dare you touch me?" she exclaimed, her eyes blazing with indignation.Sumedh's gaze softened, his voice laced with regret as he reminded her of their past. "We were married, Mallika," he murmured, his words hanging heavy in the air.Mallika's resolve wavered at the mention of their past, but she remained steadfast in her decision. "Yes, we were," she agreed, her voice barely above a whisper. "But that's over now. Leave."Sumedh hesitated, the weight of her words sinking in. "Do you really want me to leave, Miku? he questioned, his voice tinged with sorrow.At the mention of her cnickname, a flicker of nostalgia washed over Mallika, momentarily softening her resolve. Yet, through tear-filled eyes, she repeated her plea for him to leave, her heart breaking with each syllable.With a heavy heart, Sumedh turned to leave, his footsteps echoing in the silence of the room. And as Mallika's tears cascaded down her cheeks, she succumbed to the storm of emotions within her, unleashing her grief upon the room in a tempest of shattered dreams and unspoken desires.