HUMDARD- A Journey From Chaos To Calm

Chapter 24

SUVO BIJAYA DASHAMI TO EVERYONE ❤️

It was the day of the Puja, and Dutta Villa was a sight to behold. Every corner was adorned with fresh flowers, their fragrance filling the air, adding a festive warmth to the atmosphere. The sound of conch shells and the soft hum of prayers being chanted in the background created a serene and sacred environment. The entire family was busy with preparations, ensuring everything was perfect for the rituals.

In the midst of all this, Saana was in her and Sidharth’s room, quietly going about her duties. She was arranging Sidharth’s clothes, ensuring everything he needed was within reach. The attention to detail in her actions was a testament to the care she put into even the smallest tasks. Her mind was calm, focused on making sure everything was perfect for the day ahead. She wanted to be the dutiful wife she had seen in the women of the Dutta family—loving, caring, and always attentive to her husband's needs.

As she was about to turn and leave the room, Sidharth stepped out of the washroom. He was in the middle of adjusting his shirt sleeves when his eyes fell on Saana. He froze in place, completely captivated by the sight before him.

There she stood, in a stunning red saree, the rich color contrasting beautifully with her fair skin. The saree draped elegantly around her, accentuating her graceful figure. Her hair was tied up in a loose bun, with a few stray strands framing her face, and she had adorned herself with minimal jewelry—a delicate necklace and earrings that shimmered softly in the light. The bindi on her forehead added a touch of tradition, making her look every bit the quintessential Bengali bride.

But it wasn’t just her appearance that took his breath away; it was the way she carried herself, the quiet confidence in her every movement. Saana had always been beautiful in his eyes, but today, there was something different. There was a glow about her, a radiance that made his heart skip a beat. The red saree, his favorite color, seemed to amplify her beauty, making her look almost ethereal.

Sidharth couldn’t take his eyes off her. For a moment, he forgot everything else—the Puja, the family, the responsibilities. All he could see was Saana, standing there, her gaze focused on her task, unaware of the effect she was having on him.

She looked up just then, sensing his presence. Their eyes met, and for a brief moment, time seemed to stand still. The intensity in his gaze made her cheeks flush a deeper shade of red, matching her saree. She had never seen him look at her like that before—so full of admiration, of love. It was as if he was seeing her for the first time, and the realization sent a warm shiver down her spine.

“Saana…”

Sidharth’s voice was barely above a whisper, filled with emotion. He took a step closer, his eyes never leaving hers.

“You look… breathtaking.”

His words made her heart flutter. There was something in the way he said it, a sincerity that touched her deeply.

“Thank you,”

she replied softly, her voice tinged with shyness. She wasn’t used to receiving compliments, especially not from him, and the way he was looking at her now made her feel both vulnerable and cherished.

Sidharth reached out, gently taking her hand in his.

“Red suits you,”

He said, his thumb brushing over her knuckles.

“It’s my favorite color, you know.”

Saana smiled, her eyes lowering in modesty.

“I know,”

she said quietly. She had chosen the saree with him in mind, wanting to wear something she knew he would like. It was a small gesture, but the way he was looking at her now made her feel like it was the best decision she had ever made.