"In this birth you never loved me shri Narayan. I did everything to make happy but you never gave me a chance. Thus, when my soul departs from this body i only want peace which i never got in this birth. If I take rebirth I shall forget everything a...
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Next Morning,
Aarya's Radiance and Arjun's Captivation
The palace courtyard was adorned with vibrant yellow and orange decorations, the colors of haldi reflecting the joyous mood of the occasion. Friends and family gathered around, eagerly awaiting the arrival of the bride and groom. The air was filled with the scent of flowers and the sound of laughter, as everyone reveled in the celebration.
As she stepped into the space, all eyes turned towards her, but none more intently than Arjun's. He was captivated, utterly lost in the sight of her. His heart skipped a beat, and for a moment, it was as if the entire world had faded away, leaving only her presence to fill his senses.
Yudhishthira, Bhima, Nakula, and Sahadeva exchanged knowing glances, noticing how their brother's usually composed demeanor had completely faltered. With mischievous grins, they began to tease him, nudging him playfully.
"Arjun, you're staring too much," Bhima whispered, laughing as he saw the blush creeping onto his brother's face.
"You might as well go up and tell her now, before you faint from the sight of her," Nakula added with a chuckle.
Arjun tried to maintain his composure, but his brothers' teasing only made him more flustered. He tore his gaze away from Aarya for a brief moment, shooting a glare at his brothers, but the smile tugging at the corners of his lips gave away his true feelings.
As Aarya settled into her place, the attention shifted to the arrival of Ishana. The courtyard, which had been filled with light-hearted chatter, grew silent as she entered. Ishana, dressed in an equally exquisite saree, walked with a grace and poise that commanded respect. Her beauty was undeniable, but there was something deeper, something almost regal about her presence.
But beneath the calm exterior, Ishana's mind was a whirlwind of emotions. She could feel the weight of two powerful gazes upon her- one from Duryodhana, filled with an obsessive hunger, and the other from Kanha, whose eyes held a mix of love, protectiveness, and an intense longing.
Ishana's heart tightened as she felt Duryodhana's gaze on her, his eyes dark with an obsession that sent chills down her spine. She knew what he wanted, what he had always wanted-to possess her, to make her his at any cost. The very thought of it filled her with dread. She knew, deep down, that she would rather die than be bound to him. The idea of marrying Duryodhana was a nightmare she could not bear, and if forced, she would take drastic measures to ensure it never happened.
But then, there was Kanha. His gaze was different. It was intense, yes, but there was no darkness in it, no desire to control. Instead, his eyes spoke of a deep love and a fierce need to protect her. Kanha's love wasn't about possession; it was about cherishing, about seeing her for who she truly was. Ishana could feel her heart flutter at the thought, but she quickly pushed it aside, chastising herself for even considering such a possibility.
What am I thinking? she thought to herself, trying to shake off the confusing feelings that were beginning to overwhelm her. My brain must have lost some cells these last few days with everything that's been happening.
She continued to walk forward, her steps steady, her head held high. Despite the inner turmoil, Ishana maintained her grace, refusing to let anyone see the battle raging inside her. She knew that no matter what, she had to keep up appearances, to show no sign of the vulnerability she was feeling.
Duryodhana watched Ishana with a burning intensity. His obsession with her had grown to an uncontrollable level. He had always admired her beauty, her strength, and her grace, but now, more than ever, he was determined to make her his. In his mind, she belonged to him, and he would do whatever it took to bind her to his will. He wanted to see her submit, to bend to his desires, and the thought of it filled him with a dark satisfaction.
She will be mine, he thought to himself, his fists clenching at his sides. No one can take her away from me. Not even Kanha.
But as much as Duryodhana's gaze was filled with a dangerous obsession, Kanha's was the opposite. He watched Ishana with a look that was both tender and fierce. His love for her was pure, untainted by the need to control or possess. He wanted to protect her, to keep her safe from the darkness that threatened to consume her. But more than anything, he wanted her to choose him, to see that his love was the only love that could truly make her happy.
Kanha's heart ached as he saw the turmoil in Ishana's eyes, the struggle she was trying so hard to hide. He wanted to reach out to her, to tell her that she didn't have to go through this alone. But he knew that Ishana was stubborn, that she would never admit to needing help, let alone to the feelings she harbored for him.
But I see you, he thought, his eyes never leaving her. I see your struggle, your pain. And I won't let you face it alone.
As Ishana took her place beside Aarya, she could feel the tension between the two men growing stronger. On one side was Duryodhana, whose presence loomed like a dark cloud, suffocating her with his oppressive energy. On the other was Kanha, whose very presence seemed to offer her a lifeline, a way out of the darkness.
But Ishana was torn. She knew that her fate was hanging in the balance, that the choices she made in the coming days would determine the rest of her life. She glanced at Kanha, her eyes briefly meeting his before she quickly looked away, afraid that he might see the fear and confusion she trying so hard to hide.
"I have to be strong,"she told herself, taking a deep breath. I can't let them see how much I'm struggling.
But as she sat there, feeling the weight of the world pressing down on her, Ishana knew that her strength was beginning to waver.
The thought of marrying Duryodhana was unbearable, but the idea of accepting her feelings for Kanha was just as terrifying.
As the ceremony continued, with the makanes and the others joining in the joyous occasion, Ishana couldn't shake the feeling that her life was on the verge of a major turning point. The gazes of the two men were like invisible chains, pulling her in opposite directions, each one demanding a part of her that she wasn't ready to give.
But deep down, she knew the truth. She could never be with Duryodhana. The very thought of it made her feel like she was suffocating, trapped in a nightmare from which there was no escape. And if no one would listen to her, if no one would save her, she would rather end her life than be bound to him.
But then there was Kanha. His love was like a beacon of light in the darkness, a reminder that there was still hope, still a chance for her to find happiness. But could she bring herself to accept it? Could she allow herself to love him, to trust that his love was real and true?
As she sat there, surrounded by friends and family, Ishana felt the weight of her decision pressing down on her. She knew that she couldn't keep running forever, that eventually, she would have to face the truth.
And as she glanced at Kanha one more time, she realized that maybe, just maybe, there was still hope for her after all.
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Stay tuned glories ❤️😻
Emotional turmoil for Ishana, but too emotional for me.🤧🤧
