In Rajasthan, where the sun shines bright, a girl runs to the temple with a plate of rose petals. Her smile is so pretty, and her hair and dupatta flutter in the breeze. Her eyes are brown and lovely, cheeks pink like roses, making her look like a dream.
She rushes up the stairs, holding her dress and the plate tight. Suddenly, she crashes into someone else carrying flowers, and petals fly everywhere. She spins happily, arms wide open, flowers covering her, making her even more beautiful.
Everyone around can't help but stare at her, amazed by her beauty.
"Sorry uncle." The girl said to the man with whom she collided.
"Are koi baat nahi beta." The man said with a smile and left from there.
"Abhira." Someone called from behind.
The girl was none other than Abhira Birla, daughter of Abhimanyu and Akshara Birla. The most beautiful and loved by everyone girl of Rajasthan.
Abhira bite her tongue listening to the voice. She knew she will have to listen a long speech now.
She slowly slowly turned around and saw her mother, Akshara Birla, glaring at her angrily standing with the whole Birla family.
She slowly and nervously moved towards Akshara.
"Ha...haa mumma." She said with a nervous smile.
"Yeh kya tha Abhira? Phool laane ke liye bola tha. Aur har baar ki tarah is baar bhi phoolo se khel rahi thi." Akshara asked angrily.
"S...sorry mumma. Mai toh phool le kar hi aa rahi thi lekin voh uncle takra gaye mujhse. Aur saare phool gir gaye." Abhira said innocently.
"Tu phool le kar nahi aa rahi thi. Tu daud kar aa rahi thi aur isilye takra gayi. Aur un uncle par blame daal rahi ho." Akshara again said angrily.
"Nahi mumma, sach mei mai..." Abhira again tried to be innocent.
"Akshu, chhodo na. Bachchi thi, galti ho gayi. Abhira, tu bilkul theek hai beta. Koi baat nahi, hum aur phool le lenge." Abhimanyu said
"Kab sudhrogi tum? Badi ho gayi ho ab. Baccho vali harkate karna bandh karo." Akshara scolded Abhira.
"Aur tum bhi har baar uski side lena band karo Abhi. Hum jaante hai tum apni princess se kitna pyaar karte ho lekin yeh galat hai na." Akshara said to Abhimanyu.
"Chod na Akshu. Bacchi hai. Humesha datati rehti hai use." Aarohi said and turned towards Avyaan, "Avyaan, jaa, jaa kar phool le kar aa."
Avyaan nodded and went to purchase flowers.
"Aap sabne hi bigaad diya hai meri bacchi ko." Akshara said.
"Akshara, koi baat nahi beta. Ek eklauti beti hai humare khaandan ki agar ise pyaar nahi karenge toh aur kise karenge." Manijiri said.
"Sorry mumma. Agli baar nahi hoga. Promise." Abhira said while side hugging her with a pout.
"Hamesha esi shakal bana kar mana hi leti hai mujhe tu." Akshara said, her anger softening as she looked at Abhira's innocent face.
Abhira grinned sheepishly, "Sorry mumma, promise agli baar aisa nahi hoga."
Akshara couldn't resist Abhira's pout and hug, melting a little more. "Theek hai, lekin agli baar dhyan rakhna."
Abhira nodded vigorously, "Pakka mumma, love you!"
Akshara smiled, ruffling Abhira's hair affectionately, "Love you too, my little troublemaker."
"Chachi, yeh lijiye flowers." Avyaan said handing over the basket of flowers to Akshara.
Akshara took it and everyone went inside the temple. Abhira went towards the Panditji and bend down to take his blessings.
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