𝐇𝐢𝐬 𝐀𝐫𝐝𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐢𝐧𝐢

[chapter - 1]

A heartfelt welcome to you , dear reader(cuties) so this is the first chapter we are starting . A big big big big and big thank you for choosing my book and joining this adventurous journey of two different lives "Prisha Sharma" and "Shivansh Singh Ranawat" .

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uthor's pov
Madhya Pradesh, India
12/11/2024 , morning - 6 : 00 am

"Om jay shiv om kara , swami jay shiv om kara | bramha Vishnu sadashiv , ardhangi dhara || ....."

A melodious Shiv aarti is echoed in the whole hall as the temple is in the hall .A girl , about 21 years old from appearance, who wore a full sleeves anarkali suit, open hairs , red coloured tilak on her forehead performing this melodious aarti. A few people came into the hall listening to shiv aarti , by seeing them it looked like none of them wanted to come , sleepy face dull eyes and not interesting expressions.

Everyone stands in front of the temple. After the aarti that girl who was looking extremely gorgeous in her traditional attire came towards her family members who were standing in front .she applied tilak on everyone's forehead.....umm well not on everyone's.
She went towards a man who is about 48 years old or something. Square face , rectangular glasses on face. Pooja thali in her hands went closer to him , her father Mr Santosh Sharma and in a very slow fearful voice she asked ,
"Pa..papa tilak ? "

That fear in her tone can be easily seen. Santosh aarti lekr chale jaate hai bina kch bole bina tilak lagwaye.(Translation - Santosh took aarti and left) . The girl sighed and came back to the temple and put back poojan thali at its place .

"Prisha di , aap mujhe toh bhool he gye huhh 😒 me itna bhi chota nhi hu ki aapko dikha nhi " a boy said sarcastically which made prisha smile.
(Translation - prisha di , you forgot me ?I am not that small that you can't be able to see me )

"Oho , tujhe kese bhool skti hu me shaitan singh heheh" she said holding his nose in fun way .
(Translation - ohoo, how can I forget you , naughty boy)

That boy came , prisha applied tilak on his forehead, he quickly touched her feet .

"Prisha tune Aaj tak kuch acha kia ho ya na kia ho acha pr is dhruv urf shaitan singh ko manners sikha die haha " garima*prisha's mom*laughed taunting prisha.
(Translation - prisha , you only did one right thing in your entire life , which is to teach this dhruv manners haha)

Prisha faked a smile and went inside her room .

Prisha's pov

Hi , I am Prisha.... Prisha Sharma, iss Sharma family ki ekloti beti , vese toh sb mujhe pyar krte hai ghar me pr......pr abhi aapne niche dekha hi hoga hall me kher voh sb choriye , main cheez yeh hai ki meri 3 din baad assignments submit hona hai or usse bhi bekar baat hai ki mere pass materials hi nhi hai *sighs* ab aap log sochenge jakr le aana chaiye na toh *deep breath released* few minutes piche chaliye fir .
(Translation - hey I'm Prisha, Prisha Sharma only girl child of this sharma family , well my family loves me but you have seen what kind of love huhh well theirs one thing more important than this which is my assignment, after 3 days I have to submit my assignments but guess what I don't have materials...now you all say why can't I go and buy materials , so for that lets look few minutes before.

//Few minutes ago//

At dining table
Everyone was eating breakfast

"Umm...voh pa..papa" I fearfully asked

My dad who is not less than Hitler even without looking at me nodded and while chewing food he said
"huhhh"

My legs behind the table were shaking, with every passing second speed increasing....idk why but when I'm in front of my papa I automatically get nervous.