In Chennai, Varun's family was abuzz with cautious excitement. While his mother, Meena, prepared dinner, her mind was wandering to the meeting they had just attended. She noticed the extra bounce in Varun's step and the dreamy look in his eyes, filling her with hope. His father, Raghavan, observed quietly, knowing that Varun's decision carried weight for the family's harmony.
After dinner, as they sat discussing the day, Meena brought up the topic carefully. "Varun, what do you think of Lavanya?" she asked, trying to gauge his reaction.Varun, lost in thought, snapped back to reality.
He had been replaying the afternoon in his mind, remembering Lavanya’s calm demeanor and the way she spoke about her dreams despite her circumstances. “I liked her, Amma,” he replied honestly. “She seems genuine and resilient. There’s something about her that feels... right. I felt like I was at home talking with her Amma. I feel she is the right one, Amma.”
Raghavan, who had been silently listening, nodded. “That’s good to hear, Varun. But let’s not get ahead of ourselves. We must consider all aspects before making a decision. It's not like picking out a new phone; it's a big step for both families."
Meena nodded in agreement. “Yes, we should consult Venkataraman Swamy, we know him many years even consider him as our family astrologer. His guidance has always been helpful. If the stars are in favor, we can proceed with confidence."
The next morning, Meena called Venkataraman Swamy to arrange a meeting. He was an elderly man known for his accurate predictions and wise counsel. Having know each other for many years, his words held significant weight in their decisions in every aspirations event happen in their house. An appointment was set for the following afternoon.
Meanwhile, in the village, Lavanya was also dealing with a mix of anticipation and anxiety. Her mother, Anbu, was skeptical as always but had noticed the slight change in Lavanya’s demeanor. Mani, ever the supportive father, encouraged her to be hopeful but prepared for any outcome.
The next afternoon, Meena, Raghavan, and Varun’s elder sister, Deepa, made their way to Venkataraman Swamy’s modest home. The room where he received visitors was filled with the aroma of incense, and walls adorned with celestial charts and religious icons.
Venkataraman Swamy greeted them warmly and motioned for them to sit.After the initial pleasantries, Meena handed him the horoscopes of both Varun and Lavanya. “Please analyze these and tell us what you see,” she requested, her voice tinged with a mix of hope and nervousness.
Venkataraman Swamy adjusted his glasses and began his detailed examination. He cross-referenced charts, made notes, and occasionally murmured to himself. The family waited in silence, the air thick with anticipation.
Finally, after what seemed like an eternity, Venkataraman Swamy looked up, his face serene. “The horoscopes align well,” he announced. “There are no significant doshas, and the compatibility is strong. Both have favorable planetary positions that indicate a harmonious and prosperous life together. This is a good match. She is born for this boy. His life would be more precious with her.”
A collective sigh of relief filled the room. Meena’s eyes sparkled with joy, and Raghavan smiled broadly, feeling a weight lifted from his shoulders. Deepa, too, felt a sense of happiness for her brother.
“Thank you, Swamy Aiya,” Raghavan said with genuine gratitude. “Your guidance is invaluable to us.”
The astrologer nodded, smiling kindly. “May this union bring joy and prosperity to both families. If there is anything more you need, do not hesitate to ask.”
On their way back home, the family discussed the next steps. “We should inform Lavanya’s family right away,” Meena suggested. “If they agree, we can set an auspicious date for the engagement.”
That evening, Meena dialed the number given to her by Lavanya’s father and put it on speaker. Mani answered on the second ring, his voice calm and welcoming. “Hello, Meena thangachi. How are you?”
“We’re well, Mani anna,” Meena replied, using the respectful term. “I’m calling to let you know that we visited our family astrologer today. Venkataraman Swamy Aiya confirmed that our horoscopes are well-matched and gave us his blessing for the marriage.”
Mani’s relief was palpable even over the phone. “That’s wonderful news, thangachi. We are very happy to hear that. I’ll inform Lavanya and Anbu right away. When can we meet to discuss the engagement?”
Meena looked at Raghavan and Deepa, who nodded encouragingly. “How about this weekend? We can come to your village and finalize the details.”“That sounds perfect,” Mani replied, his voice full of warmth. “We’ll be ready to welcome you always, Ma Meena".
Over the next few days, both families prepared for the upcoming meeting, with Lavanya and Varun's hearts filled with a mix of excitement and nervousness for their journey ahead.
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Village meets city love
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