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Wedding

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The Raichand mansion, nestled among lush gardens, was alive with the vibrant energy of Vihan's wedding day. This was no ordinary event for the Raichand family, known for their extravagant celebrations. Today, the grand estate was transformed into a haven of intimacy and simplicity, reflecting the unique love story of Vihan and Meera.

As the first light of dawn touched the mansion's elegant facades, the atmosphere inside was charged with anticipation. The once lavish ballroom was now a serene setting, with delicate decorations and warm, glowing lights. The sprawling courtyard, where the ceremony was to take place, was adorned with a canopy of fresh jasmine and marigold flowers. The banyan tree, a symbol of strength and continuity, provided a natural, majestic backdrop.

Meera stood at the entrance of the mansion, gazing at the grandeur that surrounded her. Dressed in a simple yet elegant red saree, her heart was a whirlwind of emotions. This mansion, which had once seemed distant and impersonal, was now the place where she would begin a new chapter of her life. As an orphan, Meera had always felt the absence of a family, but today, she felt a profound sense of belonging. She was about to marry Vihan and embrace the family she had yearned for.

Vihan, a successful business tycoon known for his sharp mind and reserved nature, had been captivated by Meera's grace and strength from the moment they met. Despite his wealth and social standing, Vihan valued simplicity and sincerity—qualities that Meera embodied perfectly. His feelings for her ran deep, and he wanted their wedding to reflect their shared values of love and simplicity.

In the late morning, guests began arriving at the mansion. The air was filled with a sense of warmth and excitement as family, friends and business world gathered to witness the union of Vihan and Meera. The usual hustle and bustle of wedding preparations had been replaced with a peaceful, almost reverent atmosphere, aligning perfectly with the couple's vision for their special day.

Vihan, dressed in a traditional ivory sherwani, stood by the mandap, his gaze fixed on the approaching figure of Meera. His usual composure was replaced by a softer, more vulnerable expression as he waited for his bride. His heart raced with anticipation as she held their little son, Veer, who was dressed in a tiny matching sherwani. Seeing Meera approach with Veer in her arms filled him with a deep sense of contentment and joy.

Meera walked gracefully towards the mandap, her heart brimming with a mix of nerves and excitement. Without her parents to give her away, she made her way on her own, her steps steady and resolute. The ceremony was about to begin, and she felt the weight of the moment settle upon her. Vihan's mother, who had embraced Meera as her own, prepared to perform the kanyadaan, symbolizing the giving away of the bride.

As Meera reached the mandap, Vihan took Veer into his arms. The sight of their small family standing together, ready to take their vows, was a poignant reminder of the love and unity that bound them. Vihan's mother gently placed Meera's hand in Vihan's, an emotional gesture that signified the acceptance of Meera into their family. For Meera, this moment was particularly significant, marking her transition from an orphan to a cherished member of the Raichand family.

The priest began chanting the sacred mantras, guiding Vihan and Meera through the traditional rituals. The couple exchanged garlands, their eyes locking in a silent promise of love and commitment. The ritual of circling the holy fire (the agni), was performed with reverence. As they walked around the fire, taking the seven vows that would bind them together as husband and wife, each vow was not just a promise to one another but also a pledge to their young son, Veer, who watched with innocent curiosity.

The ceremony continued with Vihan carefully tying the mangalsutra around Meera's neck. The black and gold beads of the mangalsutra symbolized their eternal bond, a tradition that marked the beginning of their married life. Vihan was about to apply sindoor in Meera's hairline, when the commotion and loud shouting voice of a female were heard, along with thumping steps of her entering the holy premises....

Maya.... A voice whispered from behind vihan and meera.. The Raichand's were standing stunned... Gayatri took a protective step infront of Meera and Vihan who were sitting in mandap....

G: Yaha kya kar rahi ho tum? Tumahri himmat kaise hui yaha aane ki? Security.... Security....

A: Guards... Take this filthy women out of our premises now...

Guards came running in the premises and veer cowered in fear listening shouting voices... Vihan's trance broke and he stood, meera too stand watching vihan and Gayatri and Abhimanyu... All guests were murmuring god knows what, yet the women is said to speak...

Vihan holds meera from her waist, gathering strength from her to once again handle his traumatic past...

V: Yaha kyu aai ho tum Maya...

Maya: Vihan... vihan please... Ye shaadi mat kro.. please mei tumse boht pyar karti hun... Vihan mujhse boht badi galti hogyi vihan...

She pleaded with tears in her eyes... She tried to take a step towards vihan, but Gayatri stood in the way...

Vihan started laughing listening Maya.... Few moments later Vihan scoffs in disbelief

V: Tum aur pyar... Hahaha Tum jaisi aurat kisiko pyar nei kar sakti... Tum sirf khud se pyar karti ho... Mei beshaq apne past se move on kar chukka hu maya... Vo bhi sirf apne veer and meera ki wajah se.. Ye bhune ki galati mat karna.. ke mei apna ateet bhul bhi chukka hun...

Aaj bhi mujhe sab kuch yaad hai.. bas fark itna hai kea b mujhe uss ateet se koi fark nei padhta...

Mei tumhe aur uss aadmi ko chord dena chahta tha jo tumne mere saath kiya... mere veer ke saath kiyaa.. Lekin aaj yaha aake tumne mujhe ye ehsaas dilaya hai ke... Saanp ko tabhi maar dena chahiye jab saanp kaid mei ho... Koi baat nei... Jo tab nei hua vo ab hoga...

Maya: Please vihan aisa mat kro... Mujhe apni galati ka ehsaas hogya hai... please vihan

Maya sobbed...

V: Maya... just go from here.. I have my beautiful wife with me, my son... I don't want trash near them... And wait you have some so far.. So just wait till my wedding completes with my gorgeous and lovely wife Mrs. Meera Vihan Raichand...

Vihan turned towards meera and sits on their respective place with veer in his lap and gestured Panditji to continue...

Starting the matras... Vihan then applied sindoor in Meera's hairline and kissed her there, completing the ritual and signifying her official status as his wife. Meera's eyes filled with tears of joy and gratitude as Vihan gently wiped them away, whispering words of love and reassurance and pecking her lips gently.

Little Veer, sensing the significance of the moment, reached out to touch the mangalsutra around his mother's neck and squealed loudly. The sight of the tiny hand reaching for her mangalsutra elicited soft laughter from the guests. It was a perfect, heartwarming moment that captured the essence of their small but loving family.

As the ceremony drew to a close, blessings were offered by the elders, who showered the couple with rice and flowers. Vihan's mother embraced Meera, welcoming her into the family not just as a daughter-in-law but as the daughter she had always wanted. The Raichand family, once known for its business empire, now felt complete with the addition of Meera and little Veer.

The wedding concluded with a quiet dinner in the grand dining hall, a stark contrast to the usual opulent feasts of Raichand celebrations. The meal was a simple, yet elegant affair, shared with close family and friends. Laughter and heartfelt conversations filled the air as everyone enjoyed the warmth and togetherness of the evening.

Maya was taken by police for breaching of contract and restraint orders of court...

As night fell, Vihan and Meera stood on the balcony of their home, with Veer asleep in Meera's arms. The stars above twinkled brightly, casting a serene glow over the mansion and the surrounding gardens. The couple took a moment to themselves, reflecting on the significance of the day and the journey that had brought them to this point. They felt a deep sense of contentment and joy, knowing that their love, though simple and unassuming, was strong and enduring.

In the quiet of the night, with the world around them at peace, Vihan and Meera stood together, ready to embrace the future as a family. Their hearts were filled with hope and love, and they looked forward to the journey ahead with the promise of a beautiful and fulfilling life together.

And so, under the vast, starry sky, Vihan and Meera began their new life as a family, their wedding day serving as a testament to the power of love, simplicity, and the joy of finding a place to truly belong.