CROWNED WITH LOVE : A JOURNEY OF TRADITION AND TEMPTATION

CHAPTER 17 : The Wedding

HAPPY READING

The next morning arrived with the excitement of the haldi ceremony. Outside, in the garden, the setup for haldi was ready. A net curtain divided the area into two halves, one for the bride and the other for the groom. They sat opposite each other, anticipation shimmering in their eyes. Aadhyant stole glances at Vihanna through the net curtain, his heart fluttering with joy.

Vihanna's parents, along with her colleagues and friends from the office, took turns applying haldi on her. Laughter filled the air as the vibrant yellow paste adorned her skin. The ceremony ended amidst a whirl of dancing and merry chatter.

As the sun journeyed across the sky, the anticipation for their wedding later in the day grew stronger.

After nearly three hours of meticulous makeup, hair, and dressing, Vihanna stood ready for her big day. Her mother entered the room, her eyes brimming with emotion at the sight of her daughter adorned in bridal finery. Vihanna looked stunning in her red royal lehenga, the embodiment of elegance and grace. Her presence seemed to illuminate the entire room, a vision of beauty fit to reign as queen in the mansion.

With a tender touch, her mother placed a kaala teeka behind Vihanna's ear, a gesture of protection against the evil eye, wishing her daughter nothing but blessings and happiness on this auspicious day.

Aadhyant, dressed in a resplendent beige and golden sherwani adorned with a sword, sat patiently at the Mandap, anticipation coursing through his veins. Beside him, Arjun and his entire family gathered, their faces alive with joy and excitement. His father's happiness was palpable, his pride evident as his son prepared to embark on this new journey of marriage.

Vihanna entered the hall through the stairs, her long veil spreading on the staircase like a flowing river. As Aadhyant laid eyes on her in her bridal attire, he forgot to take a breath. His heart skipped a beat, captivated by the royal beauty before him. He couldn't tear his gaze away, mesmerized by her stunning appearance. Involuntarily, he stood up, only to be gently nudged back to reality by Arjun, who whispered, "Breathe, Aadhyant, breathe." Blushing at the reminder from his best friend, Aadhyant took in a deep, steadying lungful of air.

Vihanna's heart raced as she looked at Aadhyant, standing before her like a true king. With every step down the aisle, her anticipation grew until she reached the mandap. As he offered his hand, she took it, and the ceremony began. The priest chanted hymns, enveloping them in an aura of sanctity.

In a soft whisper, Aadhyant remarked to Vihanna, "You look like a queen." She smiled at his compliment, responding, "You don't look bad yourself." Aadhyant, hoping for a grander compliment, teasingly added, "I never look bad." Vihanna chuckled at his playful expression.

After the completion of the pheras and rituals, they sought blessings from their elders. With the ceremonies concluded, the guests departed, leaving behind a serene atmosphere.

Aadhyant's mother instructed the maid, "Sunita, go take the bride to Aadhyant's room."

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