His Rooh

20 | His Care

Aruhi

As the vibrant festivities of our wedding gradually wound down, and the echoes of laughter faded into the night, the reality of my new life as Aruhi Rudraksh Shekhawat began to sink in. The air was still thick with the lingering scent of incense and the echoes of joyous celebrations, but within me, a myriad of emotions stirred.

The grandeur of the wedding palace seemed to dim in comparison to the weight of my new identity. I was now a wife, bound to Rudraksh in holy matrimony, and the gravity of that commitment settled upon me like a regal robe. Excitement and anticipation danced with apprehension and a touch of sadness as I prepared to leave the familiar comforts of my family home behind.

As I prepared to leave my family, a sense of melancholy washed over me.

Anirudh bhaiya's eyes glistened with unshed tears as he enveloped me in a tight embrace. "Aruhi, my little one," he murmured, his voice thick with emotion, "remember, this will always be your home. No matter where life takes you, our doors will forever be open to you."

I clung to his embrace, unable to find the words to express the depth of my gratitude and love for him.

Siddharth bhaiya, usually the pillar of strength, stood beside us, his stoic facade betraying the raw emotion brewing beneath the surface. "I won't miss you," he declared, his voice breaking with emotion.

A lump formed in my throat as I knelt down to his level, my arms wrapping around him in a tight embrace. "Don't miss me too much, bhaiya," I whispered, my voice trembling with emotion. Despite his words, I knew Siddharth bhaiya's love for me ran deep, and the thought of leaving him behind tore at my heartstrings.

Vivaan, my beloved nephew, tugged at my hand, his eyes brimming with tears. "Bui, don't go," he pleaded, his voice quivering with emotion.

Tears welled up in my eyes as I knelt down to his level, wrapping him in a tight hug. "Vivaan, my little baby, I'll always be just a phone call away. And I promise, I'll come visit you whenever I can."

Amidst the emotional farewells, my mother enveloped me in a warm embrace, her eyes glistening with tears. "Aruhi, beta, always remember that no matter where life takes you, you will forever be our pride and joy. We'll miss you terribly, but we know you're starting a beautiful new journey with Rudraksh."

My father stood beside her, his stoic exterior belying the depth of his emotions. "Take care of yourself, beta," he said, his voice gruff with emotion. "And remember, your mumma and I are just a phone call away if you ever need us."

Riya bhabhi, my confidante and friend, squeezed my hand gently, her eyes reflecting the mix of emotions swirling within her. "Aruhi, you're like a sister to me. I'll miss having you around, but I know Rudraksh will take good care of you. You're in safe hands."

Throughout this emotional farewell, Rudraksh stood by my side, a steady presence amidst the tears and goodbyes. He reassured my family with quiet confidence, promising to cherish and protect me always.

As I bid farewell to my family, Rudraksh opened the door of the car and gestured for me to step inside. His small yet significant gesture spoke volumes about his love and respect for me. I climbed into the car, my heart heavy with emotion yet filled with hope for the future that lay ahead with Rudraksh by my side.

As the car pulled away from my family, leaving behind the familiar faces that had been my world for so long, a heavy weight settled upon my chest. Tears welled up in my eyes, blurring the passing scenery outside, as the reality of leaving my loved ones behind sank in like an anchor pulling me into the depths of despair.

Feeling utterly overwhelmed, I couldn't suppress the flood of emotions that threatened to engulf me. My body trembled with the weight of grief and longing, each sob tearing through me like a jagged knife. It felt like I was losing a part of myself, leaving behind everything I had ever known and loved.