Hukum sa little obsession

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As the first light of dawn filled the Mehra house with a warm, golden glow, it felt as though nature itself was preparing for something special. The morning seemed unusually quiet, and there was an air of anticipation, as if the day held a secret waiting to be unveiled.But despite the serene start, Ishita felt a pang of disappointment. Shivendra was nowhere to be found. She searched every corner of the house, her heart sinking with each empty room she checked. Finally, she asked Akshay, who casually mentioned that Shivendra had gone somewhere early that morning.Ishita couldn't hide her frustration. She had woken up with an inexplicable need to see him, to share the beginning of this beautiful day with him, and now he was gone without a word. "How could he just leave like this?" she muttered under her breath, her mood souring with each passing moment.Her mother noticed her restlessness and approached her with a soft smile. "Ishita, I have something for you," she said, holding up a beautifully wrapped package. "It's a traditional dress I bought for you. We're going somewhere special today."Ishita looked at the dress, a stunning piece with intricate embroidery, but her heart wasn't in it. She couldn't shake the disappointment of Shivendra's sudden absence. "I don't feel like going anywhere, Maa," she replied, her voice laced with irritation. But her mother was persistent, gently urging her to get ready. With a reluctant sigh, Ishita agreed. As she dressed, her mind wandered back to Shivendra, her frustration growing. "He didn't even think to tell me where he was going," she grumbled, carefully pinning her hair in place. Her subconscious, however, wasn't as forgiving. "Who are you to him?" it whispered mockingly, making her heart sink a little more.Once she was ready, Ishita joined her family, and together they set out, walking down familiar paths that led to a nearby river. The place held many memories, but today, it seemed different. There was a strange sense of anticipation in the air that Ishita couldn't quite place.As they approached the riverbank, something caught her eye. The path was lined with lights, tiny bulbs that twinkled like stars along the ground, leading the way forward. Scattered among them were rose petals, their vibrant red contrasting beautifully with the green grass. The sight was mesmerizing, but also confusing—there was no one else in sight. Ishita looked around, bewildered, trying to figure out what was going on.Just as she was about to turn back, she heard a voice that made her heart skip a beat. It was the voice she had been longing to hear all morning, the one that could calm her in an instant. "Ishita."She spun around to see Shivendra standing a few steps away, holding a bouquet of her favorite flowers. He looked at her with a tender smile, his eyes reflecting the same warmth that had filled the house that morning.The frustration and confusion she had felt all day melted away in an instant, replaced by a rush of emotions she couldn't quite put into words. Shivendra took a step closer, his gaze never leaving hers, and Ishita felt herself drawn towards him as if an invisible force was pulling them together.As she walked towards him, her heart raced, each step bringing her closer to the man who had unknowingly occupied her thoughts from the moment she woke up. The soft crunch of rose petals under her feet seemed to match the rhythm of her heartbeat, quickening as she approached him.When she finally stood in front of him, Shivendra held out the bouquet, a mixture of roses and lilies, their fragrance sweetening the air around them. "Ishita," he began, his voice steady but filled with emotion, "I'm sorry I left without telling you. But I wanted to prepare something special, something just for you."Ishita looked into his eyes, her heart swelling with affection. "What is all this, Shivendra?" she asked softly, though deep down, she was starting to understand.Shivendra smiled, a soft, genuine expression that made her heart flutter. "This," he said, gesturing to the lights, the petals, the peaceful river beside them, "is where I want to tell you something important."He took her hands in his, the familiar warmth spreading through her at his touch. "From the first day I saw you," he continued, his voice growing softer, "I knew there was something special about you. You've become the most important part of my life, Ishita, and I can't imagine a future without you in it."Ishita felt tears prick at the corners of her eyes, her breath catching in her throat. The morning's frustrations seemed so distant now, replaced by the overwhelming love she felt for this man standing in front of her.Shivendra took a deep breath, his grip on her hands tightening slightly as he spoke the words he had been rehearsing in his mind all morning. "Ishita, I love you with all my heart. Will you marry me?"For a moment, the world seemed to stop. The river, the lights, the flowers—all of it faded into the background as Ishita looked into his eyes, seeing nothing but the pure love reflected in them. Tears spilled over her cheeks as she nodded, unable to speak at first. "Yes, Shivendra," she whispered, her voice trembling with joy. "Yes, I'll marry you."Shivendra's face lit up with the brightest smile she had ever seen, and without another word, he pulled her into his arms, holding her tightly as if he never wanted to let go. Ishita wrapped her arms around him, feeling the steady beat of his heart against hers, knowing that this was where she belonged.As they stood there, wrapped in each other's embrace, the lights around them glowed brighter, and the river seemed to sing a quiet song of celebration. The day that had begun with uncertainty and frustration had transformed into the most beautiful moment of their lives, marking the beginning of a new chapter together.And as they slowly pulled apart, their eyes met once more, and they both knew—this was just the start of their forever.
As they sat together under the large tree, the evening breeze gently brushed against them, carrying with it the soothing scent of the river. Ishita rested her head on Shivendra's shoulder, feeling a deep sense of calm wash over her. The silence between them was comforting, filled with unspoken understanding.