Undeniable Connection--@pearlscripts

10:The Gathering

Important note :

"For those who might not have noticed, there are specific emojis that represent Rudraksh and Sitara in the story:

Rudraksh: 🌊 - This symbolizes his typically calm and composed demeanor, with a hint that when his anger does surface, it's as intense and overwhelming as a tsunami.

Sitara: 🦋 - This signifies her delicate appearance, which can be mistaken for weakness, but in reality, she's strong, independent, and undeniably beautiful."

🌟🌟🌟🌟 this Signifies change of scene.

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Third person pov:

As Sitara entered her room, she closed the door gently behind her and leaned against it, letting out a deep sigh. Her mind was a whirlwind, replaying every moment with Rudraksh from the day. The way their paths seemed intertwined, like fate itself was weaving a story they hadn't yet deciphered.

"Uff, Sitara, kya ho raha hai tujhe?" she muttered to herself, a playful smile tugging at her lips. Her subconscious mind jumped in, teasing her mercilessly.

"Oh ho, Sitara Rajput! Tum toh poori filmy nikli! Itna kyun soch rahi ho uske baare mein? Tumhare dil mein kya ghanti baj rahi hai?" her inner voice mocked, imitating a dramatic Bollywood heroine.

Sitara blushed slightly, shaking her head as if to clear her thoughts. "Bas, Sitara! Tumhein aur bhi kaam hain," she said aloud, smacking her forehead lightly, as if scolding herself.

"Rudraksh ke baare mein sapne dekhne ke alawa bhi kuch zaroori kaam hain."

Determined to pull herself out of her daydreams, she quickly opened her luggage, rummaging through her clothes, and headed to the bathroom. After a refreshing shower, she felt the day's fatigue finally catch up with her.

"Ek chhoti si nap le leti hoon, phir dinner ke liye ready ho jaungi," she decided, sinking into the soft bed, letting her eyes drift shut.

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Meanwhile, Rudraksh entered his room with an unusual lightness in his step. There was a rare smile playing on his lips-a stark contrast to his usual serious demeanor. He swiftly freshened up, slipping into his professional mode. As he sat at his desk, his laptop blinked to life. A reminder of an important conference call flashed on the screen.

"Lets get ready for the meeting," he murmured to himself, glancing at his phone where his PA had sent over the deal details. As the meeting commenced, Rudraksh's focus shifted entirely to business, his face now a mask of concentration, the playful moment from earlier tucked away into the back of his mind.

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The elders of the Rajvansh and Rajput families, settled into their rooms which werw on tge ground floor and younger clan on the next floor they all were resting for a while after such a tiring journey.

Afternap as everyone was getting Ready in one of the rooms Ranveer Singh Rajvansh was struggling with the buttons on his sherwani. His wife, Aadhya, noticed his mild frustration and couldn't help but smile lovingly.

"Ranveer, tum toh bilkul bacchon jaise behave kar rahe ho," Aadhya teased gently, walking over to help him with the stubborn buttons.

Ranveer looked up at her, a soft smile spreading across his face. "Kya karein, Aadhya? Tumhare bina toh main apne kapde bhi theek se nahi pehen sakta," he said, his eyes twinkling with affection.

Aadhya laughed lightly, shaking her head as she expertly fastened the buttons. "Aur nahi toh kya? Tum toh hamesha se hi aise the," she replied, patting his chest gently. "Waise bhi, tumhe tayaar karna is my favorite thing."