✫ 𝐁𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐓𝐰𝐨 𝐈𝐧 𝐑𝐚𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐆𝐞𝐧'𝐬 𝐋𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐒𝐚𝐠𝐚 𝐒𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬
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She is a chatterbox
He is a listener
She is childish
He is mature
She is passionate
He is supportive
She is impatient
He is patient or is he?
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VARE...
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The sun rises gently over the grand Rathore Palace, painting the sandstone walls in hues of gold and peach. A soft chill lingers in the morning air but the palace is already awake, buzzing with preparations. Gangaur has begun.
In the courtyard, women dressed in vibrant lehengas gather with brass pots balanced on their heads, walking gracefully in rhythm to the dhol beats. Songs dedicated to Goddess Gauri echo through the corridors, blending tradition with joy.
Varenya stands by the window of her room, wrapped in a delicate red and pink lehenga- her Mamoni has picked out for the first day. Her hands tremble slightly as she fastens her earrings, glancing at her reflection. Her face glows with happiness but there is nervousness too. This is her first Gangaur and she doesn't want to falter.
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"Varu Tai, are you ready?" Jivika's voice calls from outside the room.
"Coming!" Varenya answers, fixing the pleats of her duppata one last time before stepping out.
Jivika and Ritika are waiting outside, dressed in equally vibrant outfits.
"You look beautiful, Bhabhi. Like a proper royal daughter-in-law." Ritika grins.
"I hope I do it right." Varenya whispers, her fingers playing with the edge of her dupatta.
"You will, Tai. Just follow your heart." Jivika assures her as they start walking downstairs.
Varenya steps into the courtyard with Jivika and Ritika by her side. Her lehenga shimmers softly in the light and the subtle sound of her bangles draws attention as she walks. Whispers begin almost instantly.
"Is she the new Rathore bahu?" A woman murmurs to another, barely concealing her curiosity.
"Kavyansh's wife? She doesn't look like royalty. And where is her sindoor? Her mangalsutra?" Another adds, examining her closely.
Varenya hears them but doesn't flinch. Her eyes remain calm, her posture steady. Jivika casts a warning glance at the women but says nothing.
Aaradhya Singh Rathore approaches gracefully, dressed in a regal red and cream lehenga. Her presence silences the murmurs.
"Varu, come here." Aaradhya says gently.
"Yes, Mumma?" Varenya asks softly.
"This is your first Gangaur. Don't think of it as a test. Think of it as a prayer, a beautiful offering from the heart." Aaradhya says with an encouraging smile making Varenya nods her head.
The priest begins chanting nearby and the women start circling the idols of Goddess Gauri and Lord Shiv, placed beneath an ornate canopy. Jivika gently hands a decorated thali to Varenya.
