Story of a Rivalry of two political families, who fighting for rule. One rules over the more than half of the state and other own the power. But between their rivalry the one who is suffering is the daughters of the most richest family of the state...
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Thakur Palace
In the dark room where everything was set in destruction, he was sitting, burning in fire. His eyes were bloody red. “Surya Rathore you did very wrong”, saying that he threw the flower vase on the floor.
“Tara aka Nayantara daughter of Nayana”, said Viraj and got from the chair but before he could move out his phone rang, he ignored his ringing phone and moved out of the room. Stepping out from the palace, he moved towards the parking lot and took out a black car. He sat inside and started the car and moved out from the palace.
Just after his departure two cars entered the palace and stopped in front of the palace. Thakur's family got out of the car. “Virendra, call Viraj, I feel very weird. He seemed very upset in the wedding too”, Kirti instructed her son on which he nodded and dialed his brother’s number but no response came from the other side.
“He is not responding”, Virendra replied.
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Seven years ago - Roop Mahel
In the beautiful bhavan of Roop Mahel young girls were practicing the art of dance. All the girls were on the rhythm in sync but between the crowd she was dancing in the middle, tying thick strings of ghunghroo around her ankle. Her dance with the expression she drives is perfectly going with the rhythm of tabla playing in the background.
Kamini got up from her place with a bright smile on her face. She was clapping and guiding girls how to dance. The music stopped and everyone stood still in their position. Kamini moved towards Tara and held her chin and raised her head to look towards. She looked deep inside her almond eyes and said, “beautiful… very beautiful, you surely deserve a reward for this”, her face never left that smile.
“TARA”, A voice came from behind which turned Kamini’s expression stern. She turned around with a hard look on her face. “How many times I have told you to stay away from these things but you always end up here. Why don’t you listen to me”, Nayana yelled at her daughter while coming towards. “This place doesn’t belong to you”, she continued while jerking her daughter's shoulder and bent down to open the ghunghroo from her ankles.
