The day of the wedding arrived, bathed in the golden hues of dawn, and my heart fluttered with excitement and anticipation. As I slipped into my stunning lehenga, the intricate embroidery shimmering in the light, I couldn’t help but feel a wave of emotion wash over me. My mother stood by my side, her hands deftly making the final adjustments, a warm smile gracing her lips.
“Avni, you look breathtaking,” she whispered, her voice thick with unshed tears as she stepped back to admire me.
I hugged her tight, her familiar warmth anchoring me amidst the whirlwind of emotions. “Thanks, Mom. I couldn’t have done this without you.”
With the final touches complete, we made our way to the mandap, a beautifully adorned altar under a canopy of flowers and twinkling lights. Rohan stood there, dressed in his elegant sherwani, the deep hues complementing his handsome features. When our eyes met, a spark ignited between us, and my heart skipped a beat. At that moment, the world around us faded, leaving just the two of us.
The priest began the ceremony, his voice steady and soothing, guiding us through the sacred rituals. As we exchanged vows, the gravity of the moment enveloped me. “Avni, I promise to love and cherish you,” Rohan declared, his eyes locked onto mine with a fierce intensity that sent shivers down my spine.
I smiled, my heart brimming with love. “Rohan, I promise to stand by you, through life's joys and challenges.”
Together, we took the sacred seven steps, each step symbolizing a vow to support and uphold one another. Our friends and family erupted in cheers, their joy echoing in the vibrant atmosphere. Sanju, my best friend, stood with tears glistening in her eyes, while Karan beamed with pride, capturing the moment in his heart.
As our families surrounded us, showering us with blessings, the priest pronounced us husband and wife. The air buzzed with excitement, and Rohan, with a gentle smile, placed the mangalsutra around my neck, a symbol of our eternal bond. In turn, I adorned his wrist with the sacred thread, sealing our commitment to one another.
With the weight of our vows settling in, we sealed our union with a tender kiss, a moment that felt both surreal and exhilarating. The cheers and applause of our loved ones enveloped us like a warm embrace, their happiness amplifying the joy in my heart.
As we walked down the mandap, hand in hand, the world burst into colour, and I knew our journey together had just begun. With each step, I felt a sense of adventure and love unfurling before us, promising a future filled with laughter, challenges, and the kind of love that deepens with every passing day. In that magical moment, I realized we were not just embarking on a new chapter; we were crafting a beautiful story that would be ours forever.
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Dil ki Dilli
RomanceAvni's life is a perfect blend of college, content creation, and family. However, things take a dramatic turn when she meets Rohan at a food festival. They have an instant connection. As Avni and Rohan continue to cross paths, they develop strong fe...
