Chapter 19: Unspoken Struggles

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The house was alive with the vibrant energy of Dusshera. The aroma of incense mingled with the sweet scent of flowers, and the air buzzed with the chatter of guests arriving for the grand farewell to Maa Durga. Every corner of the house seemed to be bustling with activity—women draped in vibrant saris prepared offerings, children ran around with laughter, and the sound of conch shells echoed through the halls, signaling the start of the puja.

Aarohi and Ishani moved through the crowd, helping with the tasks at hand, their minds busy but not entirely free. Ishani’s heart was weighed down with worry, and as she caught Aarohi in a quieter moment, she pulled her aside.

"Roo, do you think he’ll come?" Ishani’s voice was soft, almost hesitant, as if she feared the answer.

Aarohi paused, meeting her friend’s anxious eyes. She knew Ishani had been on edge ever since Sameer started keeping his distance. She gently took Ishani’s hand and gave it a reassuring squeeze. "I think he will, Ishani. It’s Dusshera, and Maa Durga is with us. Just pray to her, and everything will be fine."

Ishani nodded, trying to draw strength from Aarohi’s words. "You’re right," she said, though the uncertainty still lingered in her eyes.

With a shared glance that spoke of mutual hope and silent prayers, they returned to their tasks, blending back into the flow of the day’s celebrations. Even amidst the joy and chaos, Ishani couldn’t help but keep a small part of her mind focused on one question: Would Sameer come today?

The air was thick with devotion as the puja began, the rhythmic beat of dhols resonating through the room, sending vibrations deep into the hearts of everyone present. The arti’s flames flickered, casting a warm, golden glow over the sea of faces turned toward the deity. Chants filled the air, a collective prayer rising with the smoke of incense, creating an atmosphere so intense it brought goosebumps to the skin. The scent of flowers and burning camphor was overwhelming, adding to the sanctity of the moment. It was a scene of unity, faith, and reverence, as every pair of hands joined in prayer, eyes closed, hearts open.

As the puja reached its peak, the moment of farewell arrived. The idol of Maa Durga was carefully lifted from the mandap, signaling the start of the visarjan preparations. The energy shifted, from the intense devotion of the arti to the poignant joy of Sindoor Khela, a celebration of the goddess and of womanhood. The married women gathered, their laughter and banter mingling with the songs of devotion, as they prepared to playfully smear each other with sindoor, marking the end of the festivities with a vibrant splash of red.

Ishani and Aarohi, though unmarried, played their part by helping distribute the sindoor to the women. Ishani, carrying a tray full of the bright red powder, moved through the crowd, her heart still distracted by thoughts of Sameer. Just as she was about to deliver the sindoor, someone called her name. She turned her head to respond, but her feet kept moving, and in an instant, she collided with someone.

The tray slipped from her hands, the sindoor flying through the air, painting her in streaks of red. She felt herself losing balance, the world tilting as she braced for a fall. But then, strong arms caught her, steadying her before she could hit the ground.

She looked up, her breath caught in her throat. It was him—Sameer. His white kurta was now streaked with the bright red sindoor, and he looked at her with a mixture of surprise and something deeper, something that made her heart skip a beat. The world around them seemed to blur and fade away, leaving only the two of them in that moment.

Sameer’s eyes traced her face, taking in the sight of her covered in sindoor, looking more beautiful than ever. His heart swelled with a feeling he couldn’t quite put into words, but he knew, in that instant, that she was the one who held his heart, no matter how complicated things had become.

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