Ajeeb Dastan Hai Yeh

Chapter 97 The Day Of Wedding

As dawn broke over the Malhotra house, a golden light spilled through the windows, illuminating the bustling activity within. The air buzzed with excitement and anticipation, charged with the joy of a wedding day finally arriving. Sharda, the matronly figure who had devoted her life to caring for Aarav, moved gracefully through the house, her serene smile reflecting the happiness that filled her heart. Today was the culmination of years of prayers and hopes, and she was determined to ensure everything was perfect.

Sharda was more than just a caretaker; she had been Aarav's confidante and pillar of strength through the darkest times of his life. She had witnessed his struggles, the pain etched in his features and the scars that shaped him into the man he was today. Now, as she watched him on the brink of such profound happiness, her heart swelled with overwhelming joy. It was a day she had dreamed of for him, a day where love and commitment would shine brightly.

Her presence commanded respect from the staff as she directed them with a blend of authority and gentle encouragement. "Aap sab dhyan rakhe koi kami nahi rehni chahiye. Chaliye ab nasta dijiye sab mehmano ko. Mujhe chuda chadhane ki rasam karni hai phir Manvi ki," she instructed, her voice firm yet nurturing, ensuring that every detail of the day was attended to meticulously.

The staff nodded obediently, scattering to fulfill their tasks with a sense of purpose. In the kitchen, pots clanged and sizzling sounds filled the air as breakfast was prepared. The aroma of fresh parathas and sweet chai wafted through the corridors, mixing with the scents of jasmine and marigold garlands that adorned the home, transforming it into a vibrant celebration of love and tradition.

As Sharda made her way to Aarav's room, she expected to find him still asleep, perhaps needing a gentle nudge to start his day. She pushed open the door with a smile on her lips, but it faded into confusion as her eyes fell on the neatly made bed and the emptiness of the room. A frown creased her brow, and she stepped inside, glancing around as if he might suddenly emerge from a hidden corner, a playful grin on his face. But the silence was deafening, and her concern deepened with every passing second.

"Arre, Aarav kaha chala gaya subah subah?" she muttered to herself, anxiety beginning to knot in her stomach. Quickly, she called for one of the staff members. Ramesh, a young man with quick feet and an eager demeanor, hurried to her side, sensing the urgency in her tone.

"Ji, Sharda Ma'am?" he asked, bowing his head slightly, his eyes wide with attentiveness.

"Aarav baba ko dekha hai kya? Unke kamre mein nahi hai," she said, her voice laced with worry that she couldn't quite conceal.

Ramesh shook his head, concern etched across his features. "Nahi, ma'am. Main abhi dekhkar aata hoon." Without a moment's hesitation, he dashed off, his footsteps echoing through the spacious hallways as he began his search.

Sharda's mind raced as she stood in Aarav's room. She couldn't shake off the sense of unease that had settled over her. Today was supposed to be perfect, and Aarav's absence at such an early hour was unsettling. She glanced at the clock, noting that the chuda chadane ki rasam (the bangle ceremony) was fast approaching.

As minutes stretched into what felt like hours, Sharda paced the room, her anxiety growing. She clasped her hands together, silently praying for Aarav's safety and swift return. The festivities were about to commence, and the house needed its groom.

Just as she was about to set out herself to search for him, Ramesh returned, his face a mix of confusion and concern. "Ma'am, maine sab jagah dekha, Aarav baba kahin bhi nahi mil rahe."

Sharda's heart sank. Where could Aarav be on such an important day? As she tried to piece together the puzzle, her thoughts drifted to Maya, a shadow from Aarav's past. Could she have something to do with this? The possibility sent a shiver down her spine.