The night had been full of laughter and celebration, and by the time everyone returned home, they were all completely exhausted. The energy of the evening had drained them, and one by one, they found their way to their beds, each of them falling into a deep, peaceful sleep.
The next morning, Anupamaa woke up to the sound of the soft breeze coming through the window. The house was quiet, still recovering from the previous night's festivities. As she made her way downstairs, she noticed a small package waiting for her on the table, a gift from Anuj.
With a gentle smile, she opened the package, finding a carefully folded green saree inside, the fabric shimmering delicately in the morning light. It was a beautiful shade of emerald green, a color that complimented her perfectly. Along with the saree, there was a handwritten letter, folded neatly beside it.
Anupamaa held the letter in her hands, her heart fluttering with curiosity. She carefully unfolded the paper and began to read:
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Anupamaa sat quietly, holding the letter and the beautiful green saree in her hands, deeply moved by Anuj's thoughtful gesture. The words from the letter resonated with her, and when she remembered how Anuj always referred to her as "Shakthi"—a powerful and unwavering force—she knew, with certainty, that he meant every word from the bottom of his heart. She felt a warmth spread through her, a mix of love, respect, and admiration. His words, his actions, they all spoke of a love so pure and sincere, one that had become an unspoken bond between them.
Anupamaa walked to the small corner of the room where she had placed the diya, carefully wrapped in a piece of cloth. It was not just any ordinary diya; it was a symbol of their shared journey, their respect, and love for one another. The diya was large, crafted with intricate designs, and on its surface were their names—Anuj and Anupamaa—engraved with such delicate care. But what made it even more special was the nava durga, the nine forms of Goddess Durga, embossed on the diya's surface. It symbolized strength, protection, and resilience, qualities they both shared in their own ways.
She held the diya carefully, her heart full as she admired its beauty. She could already picture Anuj's face when he saw it, the recognition of how much she had thought of him, and how much he meant to her.
She smiled softly, knowing that this gift, though simple, carried all the love, respect, and gratitude she had for him. It was a reflection of the sacred bond they had forged over time—one built on trust, kindness, and the unwavering support they had given each other. This diya wasn't just a gift; it was a promise—of light, warmth, and strength, always.
As the sun began to set, Anupamaa planned to present it to Anuj, knowing that it would be the perfect way to express the depths of her feelings for him, just as he had done for her with his own heartfelt gifts.
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