Kavya stood in the grand hall of the ancient haveli, the air heavy with history and anticipation. The walls, adorned with faded frescoes and ornate carvings, seemed to whisper secrets of a bygone era. Her eyes were fixed on the ancient book she had discovered, its cover marked with intricate snake symbols that glistened in the moonlight filtering through the windows.
Determined to uncover the truth and reconnect with Madhav, Kavya prepared herself for the ritual described in the book. The pages had instructed her to offer a drop of her blood to open it, a symbolic gesture to signify her commitment and connection to the ancient powers.
With a steady hand, she pricked her finger and let a single drop of blood fall onto the book. The cover glowed faintly as it opened, revealing the written message in elegant, flowing script:
**"Seshnaagin, hamein pata tha aap aayengi. Aapko apne seshnaag ko pukarna hoga. Aaj puranmashi ki raat hai, yani purey chand ki raat. Aaj ki raat agar seshnaagin apne seshnaag ko purey dil se pukarti hai toh woh uski pukar ko ansuna nahi kar sakta. Ye raat purey 100 saal mein ek bar aati hai. Naagpachami se pehle ke is raat ko aapko puja kar 1008 deep parjwalit kar purey dil se apne seshnaag ko pukarna hoga. Aapki aatma se nikli aawaj ko sunkar seshnaag ko aana hi hoga seshnaagin. Keval is anushtaan ke madhyam se aap ateet ke bandhan ko punah jeevit kar sakte hain aur apke bheetar chhipi shaktiyon ko jagrat kar sakte hain."**
As Kavya read the final lines, a resolve hardened within her. The words spoke of a rare and powerful ritual that could reestablish the connection with Madhav and awaken the dormant powers within her. The full moon was set to rise the following night, and she knew that this was her chance to bridge the gap that had grown between them.
Standing up, Kavya addressed herself with firm determination. “I will worship and call the Seshnaag. We will see if you can ignore me.”
The night arrived, and the full moon bathed the haveli in its silvery light. Kavya prepared for the ritual, lighting 1008 lamps as instructed. Each lamp flickered with a soft glow, casting long shadows that danced along the walls. She began the invocation, her voice steady as she called out:
**“Hey Shiv Ji, mere seshnaag tak meri pukar pohchadijye.”**
She repeated the words, her voice filled with desperation and hope. As she continued, the air seemed to thicken with an otherworldly presence. Her heart pounded with anticipation, knowing that Madhav was somewhere, possibly hearing her call.
In a meeting room far from the haveli, Madhav was suddenly struck by a wave of intense emotion. Despite his best efforts to focus on the meeting, the words of Kavya’s invocation reached him. The resonance of her plea cut through his thoughts, and he could not ignore the profound connection he felt. His eyes widened as he realized what was happening.
**“Tumhari seshnaagin Tumhe pukar rahi hai, aajau Shiv. Tumhe tumhari pyar ki shakti ki kasam, tum jahan kahin bhi ho aajau,”** he heard her call out in his mind. The urgency and sincerity of her words compelled him to act.
Excusing himself abruptly, Madhav left the meeting and the office. He transformed into his serpent form, a sleek, sinuous creature moving swiftly through the night. The forest outside the city provided a suitable cover as he followed the pull of Kavya’s call.
Meanwhile, Kavya continued her invocation, her voice trembling with emotion. **“Shiv, kaha ho tum? Humne ek dusre se wada kiya tha hum kabhi bichhad bhi gaye toh phir milenge. Humare pyar ke khatir ,aajau main tumhe pukar rahi hu Shiv,tumhari Parvati Tumhe pukar Rahi hai Her plea was filled with a mix of love and desperation.
As the lamps began to flicker and dim, Kavya felt a presence behind her. Her heart raced as she turned, her eyes wide with anticipation. **“Shiv?”** she whispered, her voice barely audible.
In the dim light of the lamps, she saw him. Madhav stood before her, his eyes filled with a mixture of relief and longing. The realization that he had heard her call and responded was almost overwhelming. For a moment, time seemed to stand still as they locked eyes, the connection between them undeniable.
Madhav approached her, his form shifting back to human as he closed the distance. He reached out, his hand trembling slightly. **“Parvati,”** he said softly, his voice filled with emotion. The moment was charged with the weight of their past and the intensity of their present.
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