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As the car pulled away from Maanvi's childhood home, the silence between them was palpable. Aarav reached for Maanvi's hand, his fingers intertwining with hers.
"Khush?" (Happy?) he asked, his voice soft.
Maanvi nodded, a gentle smile on her face. "Haan, khush hoon."
(Yes, I'm happy)
The cityscape outside blurred as they drove through the winding roads, the afternoon sun casting a warm glow.
Aarav's thumb caressed Maanvi's hand, his touch reassuring.
"We're almost home," he said, his eyes never leaving the road. Maanvi's gaze drifted to the window, her thoughts wandering to the new life awaiting her.
As they approached Aarav's house, the grandeur of the estate unfolded before them. Lush gardens, sparkling fountains, and majestic architecture.
The car halted at the entrance, where Aarav's family and staff awaited, adorned in traditional attire.
Aarav's mother, beaming with joy, welcomed Maanvi with open arms.
"Hamari bahu, hamari ghar ki lakshmi!"
(Our daughter-in-law, the goddess of our home!)
The welcoming ceremony for Maanvi unfolded like a vibrant festival, filled with joy, laughter, and timeless traditions. As Maanvi stepped into her new home, her eyes met Aarav's, filled with love and gratitude. "Grihapravesh," (Home entrance) Aarav whispered, his lips brushing against her ear. Together, they walked into their new life, surrounded by the warmth and blessings of their loved ones.
The sound of conch shells, chanting, and laughter filled the air as they embarked on this sacred journey. Maanvi's heart swelled, knowing she had found her forever home – not just a physical space but a haven of love, acceptance, and belonging.
As Maanvi stepped into her new home, the air reverberated with. Bursting firecrackers, announcing her arrival. Joyful shouts and cheers from Aarav's family and staff.
Aarav swept Maanvi off her feet, literally, lifting her in bridal style, his arms cradling her with love and care. "Welcome home, my queen," he whispered, his eyes shining with adoration.
Maanvi's cheeks flushed, her heart racing with excitement.
A traditional ritual followed – kicking the rice-filled pot. Maanvi gently kicked the pot with her right foot, ensuring prosperity and abundance in her new home.
Maanvi gently placed her feet on a thali filled with alta (red dye), symbolizing her sacred entry into their home.
As her feet touched the colored water, Maanvi felt a deep connection to her new family.
Now, it was time for the playful Ring Finding Ceremony! A small ring was hidden in a pot filled with milk and rose petals. Maanvi and Aarav dipped their hands, racing to find the ring.
Laughter erupted as they playfully searched, their hands touching, and eyes meeting.Maanvi's fingers closed around the ring first, sparking cheers and applause.
"Shagun!" (Auspicious sign!) Aarav's mother exclaimed. "Maanvi will bring good fortune to our home."
As the ceremony concluded, Maanvi was showered with gifts, love, and blessings. Aarav's family surrounded her, their faces aglow with warmth and acceptance. In this whirlwind of joy, Maanvi knew she had found her forever home, where love, laughter, and tradition intertwined.
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Love Eternal
Roman d'amour𝐀𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐯 𝐒𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐡 𝐑𝐚𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐫𝐞 Aarav Singh Rathore embodied the paradox of power and charm. At 24, he reigned as the youngest billionaire in the country, his name synonymous with ruthless ambition. As CEO of Rathore Group of Industries, his au...
