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He filled her hair partition with the bright red vermillion causing some of it to fall on the tip of her nose. The bride opened her big doe-like eyes and looked around when she raised her arm to brush it off but stopped when she heard the burst of joy and applause around them.
"Kitna acha shagun hua hai, (What a good omen this is) Anita, I can't tell you how grateful I am to you for giving your daughter to me."
"Acha ji to hume bhi itna pyaara beta jo mila hai, (We also got blessed with such a lovely son)" The ladies chuckled joined by their husbands and several others and the girl clad in a heavy auspicious red lehenga smiled hearing them feeling blessed after getting tied in the sacred bond with her now-husband and once her secret little crush.
She beamed thinking to herself thanking god countless times inside her heart for fulfilling her wishes and blessing her with this alliance, a blessing in disguise for her. Her family and her husband's family arranged their marriage to transform their friendship into a familial relationship and when she got to know about the news, especially about her soon-to-be husband, she couldn't help but feel all her fears about marriage flying away and happiness filling her heart instead.
She couldn't help but chuckle at herself from inside when quite a funny song replayed inside her head at the moment, 'dene vala jab bhi deta, deta chapped faad ke' ( Whenever the giver gives, he gives endlessly) Her humour can be so unrelatable but relatable at the same time. She smiled to herself before glancing at her husband.
Handsome is all her mind screamed, he was wearing a royal gold sherwani and sitting beside her with an expressionless look on his face looking regal and no less than a charmer, a charmer who had her heart and now her whole self but what Natasha failed to notice was the swirling cold rage in Dhruv's eyes, a displeasure gripping his nerves and a morbid reluctance to accept all this, this sacred marriage and the vows of eternity, everything.
It didn't mean anything to him neither did the bundle of joy sitting beside him in her own mellow world as he made a vow to himself in front of the sacred fire burning in the pit caged with woods, a burning wish which soared just like the ambers burning in front of him. A wish that this marriage would fail and free him of the so-called shackles of new responsibilities and a phase he didn't want in his life.
And when God listens to one of his lovely children, he isn't stingy with the other and neither did he. The holy fire engulfed his wish and sent it to the ultimate destination setting their fates in place as his pleas embarked on their way to get fulfilled but the problem was now he no longer wanted it to be true, he wanted to undo all those times he wished for this marriage to fail.
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