His Rooh

19 | His biwi

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Aruhi sat in her room, the soft hum of distant wedding preparations creating a soothing backdrop. She gazed at her reflection in the mirror, her breath catching at the sight of herself as a bride. The red lehenga she wore was a masterpiece, a cascade of silk and gold embroidery that hugged her form with regal elegance. The intricate designs glistened under the light, each stitch a testament to the artistry and care that went into creating the ensemble. Her hair was adorned with delicate flowers, a traditional maang tikka resting gracefully on her forehead, completing her bridal look.

She couldn't help but blush as she remembered Rudraksh's words from the previous night. "Kal laal joda pehene aana, haath mehendi vale laana, hum intezaar karenge," he had whispered, his voice a blend of affection and anticipation. The memory of his words brought a warm glow to her cheeks, and she felt her heart flutter with excitement.

A gentle knock on the door pulled her from her reverie. Anirudh and Rajiv, her elder brothers, entered the room, their faces lit with pride and emotion.

"Aruhi, it's time," Siddharth said softly, his voice carrying a mix of joy and sentiment.

Anirudh stepped forward, offering his arm. "Chalo little one. Let's take you to your new beginning."

With a deep breath, Aruhi stood up, the weight of her lehenga adding to the significance of the moment. She took Anirudh's arm, and together with Siddharth, they made their way through the grand corridors of the palace. The walls, adorned with ancient tapestries and lit by shimmering chandeliers, seemed to echo the legacy of countless love stories that had played out within these walls.

The journey to the ceremony felt surreal. Each step echoed the sacredness of the occasion, the air thick with anticipation and the scent of fresh flowers. The path was lined with family and friends, their smiles and blessings creating a corridor of love and support.

As they approached the stage, Aruhi kept her eyes downcast, her heart pounding in her chest. She could feel the collective gaze of everyone present, but more than that, she felt the pull of one particular gaze—the one she had been yearning to meet.

Finally, they reached near the stage. Aruhi took a deep breath and slowly lifted her eyes, her heart racing. And there he was—Rudraksh, standing at the other end, resplendent in his traditional attire. The moment their eyes met, it was as if the world around them ceased to exist.

Rudraksh felt his breath catch in his throat. Aruhi, his bride, was the embodiment of grace and beauty.

As Aruhi reached the stage, she felt the warmth and love radiating from her family. Anirudh and Siddharth stopped, turning to face her. They each kissed her forehead gently, their eyes reflecting the mixture of joy and the bittersweet moment of watching their little sister step into a new chapter of her life.

Anirudh's voice was soft and filled with emotion. "Always be happy, Aruhi. We're so proud of you."

Siddharth added, "And remember, we're always here for you."

Aruhi nodded, her eyes glistening with unshed tears. "Thank you, bhaiya. I love you both."

Just then, Rudraksh stepped forward, his eyes never leaving hers. He extended his hand towards her, his gesture both tender and reassuring. Aruhi looked at him, her heart swelling with love and gratitude. She placed her hand in his, feeling the strength and warmth of his grip. It was a touch that promised protection, partnership, and endless love.

Rudraksh gently helped her up the final steps onto the stage, their hands clasped tightly together. The sacred fire burned brightly behind them, its flames dancing as if celebrating their union. As they stood side by side, surrounded by their loved ones, the world seemed to fade away, leaving only the two of them and the promise of a lifetime together.

Rudraksh

As I stood on the stage, my heart pounded with anticipation. The buzz of voices around me faded into a distant hum as I focused on the pathway where Aruhi would soon appear. The sacred fire crackled softly behind me, its warmth a comforting reminder of the significance of this moment.

Then I saw her. Aruhi, draped in a breathtaking red lehenga, her movements graceful and poised, walking towards me with her brothers by her side. She kept her gaze lowered, but even from a distance, I could see the blush on her cheeks. Her beauty was ethereal, transcending the grandiosity of the moment.

My heart swelled with emotion. Last night’s words echoed in my mind: "Kal laal joda pehene aana, haath mehendi vale laana, hum intezaar karenge." Seeing her in that red lehenga, I knew she had thought of me too. Every step she took towards me made me more certain that I would never regret what I had done to make her mine.

When she finally reached the stage and lifted her gaze to meet mine, time seemed to stand still. Her eyes, deep and luminous, locked with mine, and I was a goner. I felt a rush of emotions—love, reverence, an overwhelming sense of gratitude. In that moment, I knew that every challenge we had faced, every decision we had made, had led us to this perfect moment. I saw our future in her eyes, filled with love and endless possibilities.

Anirudh bhaiya and Siddharth kissed her forehead, and then it was my turn. I extended my hand, and when she placed hers in mine, a wave of warmth and reassurance washed over me. Her touch was soft, yet it anchored me in the moment.

The priest began the sacred chants, guiding us through the ancient rituals that would bind us together for life. Aruhi and I stood side by side, listening to the holy mantras, feeling the gravity of each word. The world around us blurred, leaving just the two of us and the sacred fire that symbolized our union.

The seven pheras, or circles around the fire, were next. With each step, we made vows to each other, promises that would define our married life. I promised to provide for her, to cherish her, to be her partner in all aspects of life. With each circle, I felt our bond strengthen, our souls intertwining more deeply.

After the pheras, it was time for the mangalsutra. The priest handed it to me, and I gently placed the sacred necklace around Aruhi's neck. The black beads and gold pendant symbolized our eternal bond, a promise of protection and love. As I fastened it, our eyes met again, and I saw her silent promise reflected back at me.

Next came the sindoor, the vermilion powder that signifies a woman's marital status. I took a pinch and gently applied it to the parting of her hair. As I did, some of the sindoor fell on her nose. Instinctively, I reached out to wipe it away, but the priest stopped me.

"Ruk jaiye," he said with a smile. "Yeh achi shagun hoti hai. Yeh aapke pyaar ka nishan hai."

I smiled, dropping my hand. The vibrant red on her nose contrasted beautifully with her dark hair, marking her as mine. This act, though simple, felt monumental. It was a visible declaration of our commitment to each other.

The priest then announced, "Aaj se aap pati-patni hain." The words resonated deeply within me, filling me with a profound sense of joy and fulfillment.

We turned to face our family and friends, their faces beaming with happiness. Together, we walked to our elders, touching their feet and seeking their blessings. Each blessing we received felt like a promise of support and love from our family, reinforcing the sanctity of our union.

As we stood there, hand in hand, amidst the love and blessings of our family, I silently vowed to love Aruhi with all my heart, to be her partner in every sense, and to cherish her for the rest of our lives. This was the beginning of our forever, and I knew it was going to be a beautiful journey.

As we stood there, hand in hand, amidst the love and blessings of our family, I silently vowed to love Aruhi with all my heart, to be her partner in every sense, and to cherish her for the rest of our lives. She was mine now, and nothing and no one would ever come between us. This was the beginning of our forever, and I knew it was going to be a beautiful journey—one where I would protect her fiercely and keep her with me, no matter what I had to do. She is my biwi and I would do anything to keep her.

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They are finally married 😭🌻