Anushka sat in her room, surrounded by a flurry of fabrics and wedding decorations. Her reflection in the mirror showed a mixture of excitement and nervousness. Tomorrow was the mehendi ceremony, and she was both thrilled and a little overwhelmed with the preparations. As she adjusted a delicate piece of jewelry, her phone buzzed with an incoming call. Seeing Abhimanyu's name, she quickly answered.
"Hi, Abhimanyu," she said, her voice brightening instantly.
"Hey, Anushka," Abhimanyu replied, his tone playful. "How's my beautiful bride-to-be doing tonight?"
Anushka couldn't help but smile at his words. "I'm doing well, just trying to get everything ready for tomorrow. It's a bit chaotic here."
"Ah, the joys of wedding preparations," Abhimanyu said, his voice full of warmth. "But I'm sure everything will be perfect. I've seen you handle everything with such grace. It's one of the many reasons I'm so lucky to be marrying you."
Anushka's cheeks flushed with happiness. "You're too sweet, Abhimanyu. I'm a bit nervous about everything coming together smoothly."
"You don't need to be," Abhimanyu reassured her. "You've got this. Besides, tomorrow is going to be amazing. The mehendi ceremony is going to be beautiful, and I can't wait to see you looking stunning with those intricate designs."
"Well, I'm hoping you'll like it," Anushka said, her tone light. "It's all going to be so new for me."
"Trust me," Abhimanyu said softly, "you're going to look absolutely radiant. And speaking of looking radiant, I've been thinking about how lucky I am to have you in my life. You're not just beautiful on the outside but also on the inside."
Anushka's heart fluttered at his words. "You're making me blush. I'm so glad we're doing this together."
Abhimanyu chuckled, the sound warm and comforting. "I can't help it. I'm just so excited for tomorrow and for the rest of our lives together. You make everything better just by being yourself."
"I'm excited too," Anushka admitted, her voice filled with affection. "And I'm so glad to have you by my side."
As they continued to talk, Abhimanyu's light-hearted teasing and genuine affection lifted Anushka's spirits. They laughed and shared stories, with Abhimanyu constantly reminding her of how special she was to him.
By the end of the call, Anushka felt a renewed sense of joy and anticipation for the upcoming ceremony. Abhimanyu's words had eased her worries and filled her with happiness, making her feel cherished and loved as she prepared for their big day.
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In the quiet of the evening, Sirat entered Akshara's room with a purposeful stride. The room, decorated with soft pastel colors and delicate floral patterns, was a stark contrast to the tense conversation that was about to unfold. Akshara looked up from her bed where she was laying out accessories for the mehendi ceremony.
"Maa, you wanted to talk?" Akshara asked, her curiosity evident.
"Yes, dear," Sirat said, closing the door behind her. "I need to discuss our plans for tomorrow's mehendi ceremony. We have a chance to turn things in our favor."
Akshara's eyes lit up with interest. "What's the plan?"
Sirat sat down beside her daughter, her expression serious. "Tomorrow, I want us to make sure Anushka's ceremony isn't as perfect as she hopes. We need to create a bit of chaos to spoil her special day."
Akshara frowned slightly. "How do we do that?"
Sirat's eyes gleamed with a mischievous glint. "Firstly, we'll ensure that the mehendi isn't applied properly. I've arranged for someone to mix up the ingredients so that Anushka's designs aren't as vibrant as they should be. A bit of imperfection will definitely ruin her mood."
