"Some love stories don't start with fireworks-they begin with silence, with a glance that lingers a second too long."
They didn't fall all at once. It began with the memory of that first glance.
"The first time I saw you, I felt something I couldn't...
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I was standing on the stage waiting for my bride . "Aishna aa bhi jao ab, aur kitna wait karvaogi?"
And finally the gate opened and I saw her entering inside . She looks pretty and beautiful every time but trust me watching her in wedding attire , all dressed up to marry me is so different.
My heart skipped a beat watching her walking towards me. She is looking breathtaking.
"Dekha to kai baar hai apko, Pr aaj baat kuch aur hai, Lafzoon nein to saath chod diya hai, Yeh khamoshi ka dor hai, Kahein kya is chehre ke baare mein, Is khoobsoorti ki barrish mein, Jise dekhkr dil ko ehsaas hota hai, Jaise koi khwab ho, hakikat mein."
(It's my original shayri so please don't plagiarise)
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(Her outfit)
I came out of my thoughts when Avinash said,
"Tujhse hi shaadi ho rahi hai bhai, jb mrzi taad liyo , agr ase dekhta rahega to shaadi ka time nikal jayega"
(She is marrying you only, so stare at her later. Or if you will keep looking at her like this ,then the time of marriage will pass)
That's when I noticed that she is already standing in front of me along with her brother, Avinash , Shivansh and Siddharth, who are holding a cloth from corners over her head.
I glared at Avinash. I can hear some soft laughs. It was a bit embarrassing but do I care ? No, not at all, I can stare at her, for as much as time I want.
I extended my hand towards her , to help her onto the stage. She held it softly. And fck, her touch.
The garland ceremony started . Her brother, Shivansh and Avinash, they all picked her up so that it's difficult for me to put garland in her neck , but I am also Ayaan Singh Raghuvanshi, who without any help, put the garland effortlessly.
