"Pehle pyaar ko bhulate bhulate jab dusri baar pyaar aaega to jodne se jada tod ke jaega!"
Trying to suppress the pull they felt, he made rudeness his facade yet her tears twirling everything inside him. The urge in him to protect her only to ruin h...
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"Badhai nahi dengi aap?" Randheer walked to Parthvi the strictness of the morning gone, replaced by a soft look for her.
(Won't you congratulate me?)
"Badhai ho!" she managed, her lips curving into a hesitant smile.
(Congratulations!)
His gaze softened as he acknowledged "Ab bataiye kab ki date fix karwae?" He teased with a mischievous grin "Bohot jaldi nahi hai aapko!" She huffed rolling her eyes dramatically making him chuckle.
(Now tell me which date should I get fixed?/ Aren't you in a hurry!)
"Yeh toh shuruat hai, Parthvi. Aage ka safar aur mushkil hoga. Rajawat isse asani se lega nahi!" She held his gaze, sensing the determination and vulnerability behind his words.
(This is just the beginning, Parthvi. The journey ahead will be even tougher. Rajawat won't take this easily.)
"Toh kya? Aap toh sambhal loge na!" she replied, surprising herself with the conviction in her voice. He smiled, her immense trust made his heart swell with adoration.
(So what? You'll handle it, won't you?)
"Randheer, let's go. They're waiting for the rally!" Vishal interrupted their moment. Randheer gestured for him to go ahead.
"Mandir chalengi?" he asked, turning to Parthvi. "Chaliye!" she shrugged.
(Will you come to the temple?/ Let's go.)
"Vishal, you all start with the rally. We'll join in an hour!" Randheer instructed, taking the driver's seat of his jeep.
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They drove through the streets, Parthvi's locks danced in the wind, her gaze wandering to the sights around them. Randheer kept stealing glances at her, an unspoken softness in his eyes.
When they reached the temple, Randheer parked the jeep and helped her down. She adjusted her dupatta to cover her head as they stood outside the Kashi Vishwanath Temple.
Removing their footwear, Parthvi picked up a basket containing flowers, prasad, and milk to offer at the shivling. Walking side by side, a serene feeling enveloped her heart. In Randheer's company, the chaos of the outside world seemed to melt away.
Together, they kneeled in front of the Shivling. She placed her hand on his as he poured the milk offering, followed by the garland and flowers. Their eyes met briefly, a flicker of connection, before their focus returned to the divine idol.
"Mahadev, ye jeet aapki di hui hai. Isse safal banana, main humara saath dijiyega!"Randheer prayed silently, his heart filled with gratitude.
(Lord Shiva, this victory is your gift. Help us make it successful, and please guide us.)
