Once upon a time, there was a girl who loved to laugh and smile even in the toughest of times. She was a strong and kind-hearted person who always lent a helping hand to everyone in need. One day, she met someone who quickly became her life's bigges...
Vianna's heart felt like a heavy burden, weighed down by a profound sorrow that threatened to consume her. Yet, with a resilience born of inner strength, she refused to succumb to the anguish that sought to engulf her. Instead, she immersed herself in her work, channeling her emotions into a fierce dedication to her tasks and responsibilities.
Each day, she threw herself into her duties with unyielding fervor, her focus so intense that it became a shield, protecting her from the crushing weight of her sorrow. Her determination to excel became an all-consuming passion, driving her to push beyond her limits, to strive for excellence in every aspect of her work.
As the days passed, Vianna's resolve only grew stronger, her energy and drive propelling her forward with unwavering momentum. Though her heart still ached with a deep and abiding sadness, she found solace in the busyness of her days, the constant demands of her work providing a welcome distraction from the emotional turmoil that churned within her.
With each triumph, each accomplishment, Vianna's confidence grew, her sense of purpose and direction reaffirmed. And though the sorrow still lingered, a constant reminder of the pain she had endured, she knew that she was stronger than her emotions, that her resolve and determination could overcome even the darkest of times. Yet, amidst the sadness, a spark of happiness flickered to life, illuminating her face with a soft glow. Her brother's impending marriage was a beacon of joy, a celebration that promised to bring laughter, love, and cherished moments to treasure.
As she immersed herself in the wedding preparations, Vianna's excitement grew, her sadness temporarily eclipsed by the thrill of anticipation. She delighted in selecting the finest fabrics, envisioning the vibrant colors and intricate patterns that would adorn the wedding attire. The sweet fragrance of flowers, the soft glow of candles, and the melodious strains of music all blended together in a harmonious symphony, filling her heart with delight.
Her brother's thoughtful request - to promise not to cry for Aansh's love - touched her deeply, a poignant reminder of his unwavering concern for her happiness. He wanted her to bask in the joy of the celebration, unencumbered by the weight of sorrow. This tender gesture only strengthened her resolve to embrace the beauty of the moment, to let go of tears and indulge in the happiness that surrounded her.
In this delicate dance of emotions, Vianna found solace in the knowledge that even amidst heartache, joy could still be found. The wedding became a symbol of hope, a testament to the power of love and family to heal and uplift. As she looked forward to the grand celebration, Vianna's heart swelled with gratitude, her spirit renewed by the promise of new beginnings and the unwavering support of those she loved.
Vianna POV:
As I woke up early in the morning, I could hear the sound of guests arriving outside, signaling the start of my brother's marriage celebrations. I felt a mix of emotions - excitement for my brother's new beginning and a hint of sadness, knowing that I had to put aside my own feelings for Aansh. My brother had come to my room the previous night and asked me to promise him that I wouldn't cry for Aansh's love, and I had agreed, knowing that my family's happiness was my top priority.
After getting ready quickly, I headed downstairs to help with the preparations. The morning was a blur of activity, with the bride's family arriving at our home, bringing with them an array of colorful clothes, jewelry, and gifts. I helped with the arrangements, ensuring everything was perfect for the Sangeet ceremony that evening.
As the day wore on, I realized it was already 4 pm, and we needed to leave for the venue by 7 pm. I hastily packed everything and set off alone to reach the area where the function was being held. After completing the basic requirements, I waited for my family to arrive.
When they did, I got ready to wear a stunning yellow and pink ghaghra choli, adorned with intricate heavy work. I styled my hair in plates and wore heavy jewelry, feeling every bit the sister of the groom. After helping my brother get ready, I made my way outside, where everyone was gathered.
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That's when I saw Aansh, Reha, and Abhay arriving, and for a moment, my heart ached. But I couldn't react in front of everyone, so I just gave them a bright smile and asked them to enjoy the function. I then busied myself with meeting other guests and ensuring everything was in place for the Sangeet ceremony.
The Sangeet function was a vibrant and joyful celebration, filled with music, dance, and performances by family and friends. The atmosphere was electric, with everyone dressed in their finest traditional Indian attire. The decorations were elaborate, with bright colors, lights, and thematic elements based on the couple's preferences.
As the function progressed, it was time for my brother's performance, which was a surprise for his wife. I joined him on stage, inviting our family members to dance, and we performed a welcome song for the bride. I could see tears in her eyes as my mom brought her on stage, and we all left the stage, leaving the couple alone. The lights went off, and rose petals started falling on them as they danced.
After the Sangeet function concluded, we all headed for dinner. I stayed back to change my clothes and then joined the others, keeping all the gifts in the car to avoid misplacing them. During dinner, I saw Ridham, Abhay, Reha, and Aansh, and Reha mentioned that she wanted to talk to me about something. However, Aansh suggested that we could talk after my brother's wedding functions were over, and Ridham and Abhay downplayed it, saying it was just about their work. I smiled and had my dinner with them, and after greeting everyone, we left, knowing that the haldi and mehndi functions were scheduled for the next day.
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What do you think will aansh tell truth to vianna or will he be silent as always.???
Or will they both be together?? Let your thoughts be in comment section.
And guys few more chapters and then story of Aansh and Vinanna will come to an end.
