𝐈𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐟𝐚𝐪

𝟏𝟑 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐆𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐀𝐫𝐫𝐢𝐯𝐚𝐥

Author's POV:-

The sun was setting over the sprawling Raghuvanshi estate, casting a warm golden glow over the meticulously manicured lawns and the majestic mansion.

The Raghuvanshi family had spared no expense in preparing for their grand wedding anniversary celebration.

Strings of fairy lights twinkled like stars, draped elegantly across the trees and the gazebo, while an array of colorful flowers adorned every corner of the garden.

The scent of jasmine and roses wafted through the air, mingling with the sound of gentle classical music playing in the background.

The house was decorated with strings of white roses and jasmine flowers, their fragrance mingling with the soft evening breeze. Fairy lights twinkled like stars against the backdrop of the twilight sky, casting a magical glow over the entire setting.

Inside the mansion, the Raghuvanshi couple, Aanand and Prerna, were making their final preparations. Aanand, a distinguished man in his early sixties with a salt-and-pepper beard, adjusted his tie in front of the mirror.

Prerna, a graceful woman with an aura of timeless elegance, was draped in a resplendent saree that shimmered with every movement.

They exchanged a glance, a mix of excitement and nostalgia in their eyes. It was a significant milestone - their 33rd wedding anniversary - and they were eager to celebrate it with their closest friends and family.

They were unaware of the arrival of Singhania's.

The Singhanias and the Raghuvanshis shared a bond that spanned generations, rooted in business alliances and deep personal friendships.

But due to Changing city's their connection got broken.

A fleet of luxurious cars pulled up at the entrance, each more opulent than the last. The head of the Singhania family, Dhiraj, was the first to step out. A tall, imposing figure with an air of authority, Dhiraj exudes charisma. He was followed by his wife, Gayatri, whose poise and grace were the perfect complement to her husband's demeanor.

Followed by their two sons and their wives Rajveer Meera and Shubham Sakshi.

Wearing designer Kurtas and Sarees that mirrored the colors of the setting sun, and their diamond jewelry sparkled with every step.

There stood Devaansh and Aarush to greet them.

"Namaste Dada ji, Dadi ji." Devaansh bent down to take the blessings from them followed by Aarush. One by one touching their feets. Everyone blessed him and Aarush.

"Dada ji where are the other members, don't say you didn't bring them?" Aarush asked in a playful manner.

Chuckling at his question he nodded.

"Yeah we didn't bring them with us as you can see." He shrugged.

Devaansh looked at him in disappointment but hearing Gayatri he sighed a breath of satisfaction.

"He was just joking they were coming in another car."

"I wasn't joking, I said we didn't bring them with us, means in our car." Dhiraj said, defending himself. Everyone laughed at him.

"Uncle, thank you so much for coming here, dad didn't know that his childhood friend was coming." he said, taking them inside the house.

"Thanks to hame bolna chahiye tumne hamare bachpan ke dost se mila diya." Rajveer said, patting his shoulder.

As they entered, the grand hall of the Raghuvanshi mansion was a sight to behold. Crystal chandeliers hung from the ceiling, casting sparkling reflections across the room.