•𝐀𝐑𝐑𝐀𝐍𝐆𝐄𝐃 𝐅𝐀𝐓𝐄• /𝑳𝒂𝒌𝒔𝒉𝒚𝒂 𝑺𝒆𝒏/

' 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑 3 '

MEHNDI CEREMONY

The mehndi ceremony was in full swing, with colorful decorations adorning every corner of the room. Vibrant flowers, intricate lanterns, and swirling streamers created a whimsical ambiance. The air was filled with the sweet scent of jasmine and rose petals, and the sound of laughter and chatter.

Aarohi's hands were adorned with intricate mehndi designs, and she couldn't help but smile as she gazed at her reflection. Lakshya, too, looked dashing, his eyes sparkling with a hint of mischief despite his earlier reservations.

The room was filled with friends and family, all gathered to celebrate the union of the two. The atmosphere was electric, with music and dance filling the air. It was a day of joy, love, and celebration – or so it seemed.

The, mehndi artist finished her work, and Aarohi's hands were showered with rose petals and applause. Lakshya's eyes crinkled at the corners as he smiled, his gaze meeting Aarohi's in a moment of genuine connection.

The DJ started playing a lively Bollywood track, and the room erupted into a dance party. Aarohi's friends dragged her into the center, and soon she was laughing and spinning to the music. Lakshya joined in, his reserved nature momentarily forgotten.

As the celebration reached its peak, Aarohi's mother brought out a tray of traditional sweets, and the room fell silent in anticipation. The sweet aroma wafted through the air, teasing everyone's taste buds.

Lakshya's eyes met Aarohi's, and for a moment, they shared a sense of belonging, of being part of something bigger than themselves. But as the moment passed, Lakshya's gaze drifted away, his expression clouding over once more.

As the night wore on, the music and laughter continued to fill the air. Aarohi's friends and family gathered around her, admiring her mehndi-adorned hands and sharing stories of love and marriage.

Lakshya's relatives cornered him, teasing him about his upcoming wedding night and offering unsolicited advice. He smiled and nodded, but his eyes betrayed a hint of unease.

Meanwhile, Aarohi's younger cousin, Anushka, snuck up to her and whispered, "Aarohi, are you sure you're okay with this? You can still say no, you know."

Aarohi's smile faltered for a moment before she regained her composure. "I'm fine, Anushka. Really."

But as the night drew to a close, Aarohi's doubts resurfaced. She glanced at Lakshya, who was laughing with his friends, but his eyes seemed to hold a secret sorrow.

As the mehndi ceremony came to a close, Aarohi and Lakshya were led to the center of the room for a final blessing. They stood together, hands entwined, as the priest chanted ancient words of wisdom.

Aarohi's heart raced with a mix of emotions - excitement, fear, and a hint of doubt. She glanced at Lakshya, and for a moment, their eyes locked in a silent understanding.

The priest finished his blessing, and the room erupted in cheers and applause. Aarohi and Lakshya smiled, their faces radiant with a sense of hope and new beginnings.

As they walked away from the ceremony, Lakshya's hand tightened around Aarohi's, a gentle squeeze that spoke volumes. Maybe, just maybe, they could make this arranged marriage work.

THE END OF MEHNDI CEREMONY.

' HALDI CEREMONY ´