~One should always wish for a prince, for you never know that you could be blessed with a knight~
At MruNi's
Shekhar stared at the scene unfolding in front of his eyes, with his heart so heavy. His daughter was getting seated beside Manik, by Nyonika and Anjali.
His little sunshine who used to walk around the garden wearing too little frocks had once turned into a teenager wearing jeans. And now she's turned into a woman who's ready to become someone's wife, wearing a saree.
How fast the night changes!
Nandini's brothers looked at their sister with a beating heart. They wished and hoped that she would remain happiest with Manik, and if not, they would just have to kill Manik.
"Pair choona hai, Shona!" Shamishti, who was busy admiring her daughter, advised when she got to see Harshvardhan approaching the couple to bless them.
"Uske zarurath nahi hai, Shamishti bitiya. Betiyon ko Dil choona hai, pair nahi." Staring back at Nandini smilingly, he forwarded his gifts to her. "Aur aapki iss amaanath ne wo pehle hi haasil kar chuki hain."
Shamishti and Shekhar smiled proudly on hearing him. Nandini let out a sigh, before nodding her head. "It's good that you're not as cheesy as your daadu." Nandini commented while looking at Manik, who let out a chuckle while Harsh pouted sadly.
"Shona!" Shekhar asked her not to disrespect Harsh through eye contact. "Arey ye chaltha hai Yaha. Don't worry about it, Shekhar." Harsh waved his hand at Shekhar dismissing the matter.
Soon they were done with the rituals, and before they knew it, Manik and Nandini were officially getting hitched soon.
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"Arey nahi. Uss taraf ke hai wo table. Where's Cad? I need that guy here immediately." Shekhar held onto his head while dialing Cadbury's number on his phone. "Mohnish is also gayab. Hai kaha hai ye log. It's time for lunch already."
"Shekhar"
That voice.
It seemed so familiar to Shekhar. Yet that voice sounded so strange to his ears. It's been years since he's last heard him calling out for him.
He turned around to face the person, only to realize that there were two of them.
"Bhayya?" There stood Dayavant and Sohesh, with tears glistening in their eyes, while all Shekhar did is to stare at them wide eyed.
"Chote!" Dayavant rushed towards Shekhar and hugged him close to his heart. "Mujhe maaf karde chote. Maaf karde."
Dayavant cried his heart out while Shekhar pulled out from the hug and blinked his tears away. "Aap y-yaha? Kuch kaam hai Kya mujhse?"
Dayavant stared at Shekhar with his heart broken on hearing his little brother's words which are just filled with bitterness. "Chote? Ithna paraya math karo Hume." Sohesh moved towards Shekhar, who took a step back while showing his palm towards them.
"Jab aap logon ko saalon pehle mujhe paraya Karne mein koi dikhath nahi tho mujhe Kyu hona hai?" Shekhar voiced out; he sounded anything but calm. "Ch-chote hum Kya kar payenge? Appa ne kaha..." Dayavant started and Shekhar let out a laugh.
"Appa ne kaha aur aap maan gaye? Let's just cut off Shekhar from our lives. Aise Socha, Kyu? Then why are you here now?"
"Nandini ne message Kiya tha. Viren ne sunaaya and we couldn't help but come here." Sohesh stared at Shekhar, feeling hurt. "Uske roka hai aur Tumne bathaya hi nahi, Chote?"
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MaNan- She is to be Loved
FanfictionA Princess to 8 brothers. A dream come true for a man. A far fetched dream for a family, yet she felt unwanted. Unwanted due to her family's lack of acknowledgement towards her existence. Will she be able to let them know about her? Will she be ab...