|| # Book1 Mafia series ||
"In a world where innocence meets darkness, Ruhanika, a devout believer, finds herself entangled with Ekansh Singh Rathore, the formidable ruler of the Rathore dynasty. Ruhanika's dreams of flight and her longing to honor...
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"Ruhanika... Ruhanika..." I stirred, my mother's voice pulling me from the depths of sleep.
"Uth jaaa, kumbhakarna," she urged, her tone a mix of amusement and exasperation.
I grumbled, squinting against the morning light before shutting my eyes again.
"Ugh... What's the rush, Maa?" I protested, feeling her gentle shake.
With a sudden jolt, I sat up, realizing the urgency in her voice.
"Wait, the temple! I completely forgot," Maa exclaimed, a hint of laughter in her words.
"I quickly got up and headed to the bathroom. As the cold water cascaded over my body, I initially felt tense, but then a sense of relaxation washed over me.
Memories from last night flashed before my eyes - my grandmother opposing my studies, pressuring me for marriage, and some unknown past haunting me, preventing me from focusing on my studies. I couldn't sleep the whole night, dwelling on these thoughts.
Hearing my mother's voice shattered my reverie. "Yes, Maa, just give me 5 minutes. You go ahead and get ready; I'll join you soon."
"I quickly wrapped myself in a towel and stepped out of the bathroom, only to see a notification on my phone.
As I picked it up, I noticed a message from an unknown number with a photo attached."
"I waited for the photo to load, glancing at the time.
'Hey Kanha Ji! I'm running late; the puja is supposed to start at 8, and it's already 7:30,' the message unread so I put my back on bed.
I hurriedly approached the wardrobe and pulled out my favorite Anarkali suit.
I love Indian attire because no matter what you wear, true beauty shines through traditional clothing.
I quickly dressed in the suit and stood by the vanity table, grabbing my favorite lipstick for a touch-up. I don't like heavy makeup; simplicity is my preference. I put on my earrings and glanced at myself one last time in the mirror.
'Ruhanika di... Siya is calling from downstairs.' 'Coming!' I responded, rushing out."
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"Maan, I don't know, just get this work done as soon as possible and give me information about that Rajawat.
What do you mean, how long will it take?
You have one of the best cyber security firms, so what's the problem?
Look, I don't know... It just needs to be done.
I was on the phone talking while leaving the gym section.
'Ekansh... Son...' I heard my mother's voice, and as soon as I heard it, I hung up the call.
'How many times have I told you not to come here without my permission?' I said to my mother in anger.
My mother twisted my ear and said,
'Oh really? If one slap is enough, all your airs will be gone... You dare to show attitude to your mother?'
'Ouch... Mom... It hurts, please stop,' I said to my mother. 'What are you doing, mom?
I'm a king. If someone sees me like this, what respect will be left for me?'
'Ouch... Mom... If you're a king for the world but, you're my son, so be a son, not a father."
"Enough of this drama, get ready quickly, we need to go to the temple," Mom said.
"I'm not going to the temple, and you know I don't believe in God," I declared.
"Why won't you go? Today is the temple's worship, you forgot," Mom asked.
"What worship, Mom?" I replied, absorbed in my phone.
Kyaa... Kyaa... Kyaa... ( Mihir said just like gopi vahu)
I mentally slap my mind.
Mein kaise bhul gaya ki aaj iska birthday h.
I cursed my self in my mind.
( lo shuru hogaya iska TV serialdrama)
Maa saw him in shocked and confused.
Maa.. Ye kaisa beta paida kra h apne jisko apne chote bhai ka birthday tak yaad nhi...( said like tv serial bahu)
Ye dekhne se pehle me marr kyu nhi gaya maa...Mihir said with swipe his fake tear.
Anhhh... Maa
"Mom pinched Mihir's ear this time and said, 'You've been behaving like quite the drama queen lately.
I'll show you now.'
Aaj saara bhoot utarti hu tera.
'Anhh...maa, it's my birthday
Please leave me..
"And you, forget about it, bro. You don't even remember my birthday." Mihir complained like a child.
"Who said I forgot?
I remembered your birthday.
Just leave it, you're not even willing to go to the temple for your younger brother's long life..." Mihir continued his drama.
"Bas kar saale.. Or ye bollywood movie dekhna bnd krde nhi to gajni movie ka gajni bna dunga tujhe" I said in anger
Mom laughed at all his antics and said, "Hurry up, both of you, it's getting late."
"Okay, Mom." I rolled my eyes at Mihir and then started walking towards my room.
"How was my acting, Mom?" Mihir asked excitedly.
"Maa 50 rupee kato iske overacting ke" I said.
I heard Mom laughing, and Mihir's face fell as he walked away.
"Ekansh, please wear some traditional attire," Mom requested.
"Okay, Mom."
I quickly took a shower and came out, seeing that we still had some time before going to the temple. So, I quickly got ready and opened my laptop.
WHAT THE FUCK?
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