Destiny Made Us Meet Together!!!!!!

Chapter: 5

Rahul's perspective

In the wake of a few days, Rahul, in his contemplative gaze, questioned our mother about the whereabouts of my brother, curious about his delay for the planned temple visit.

With a serene demeanor, Mom reassured me that my brother, accompanied by Priya, would soon grace us with their presence after a brief period of preparation.

Expressing a palpable lack of enthusiasm for joining them, I queried the necessity of my presence, emphasizing that, as adults and a married couple, they were more than capable of navigating this spiritual journey independently.

Acknowledging their maturity, Mom affirmed that I wasn't obliged to accompany them. However, she revealed, "Tanu wishes to go to the temple, so for companionship, you are expected to accompany her."

Frustration tinged my voice as I sought further clarification, "Then, why must I go with them?"

Sipping her tea thoughtfully, Mom, with maternal sagacity, expounded on Tanu's desire for camaraderie during her temple visit.

As irritation mounted, I discovered Tanu, seemingly uncharacteristically, adjusting her attire for the temple outing. Unable to resist a playful taunt, I chuckled, "Since when have you embraced virtuous habits like frequenting the temple? Are you succumbing to superstitions?"

Tanu, visibly irked, retorted, "Bhai, stop it. It's just that my classes are commencing, and I thought of inaugurating them on an auspicious note by visiting the temple and offering my prayers."

Amused by her response, I couldn't help but laugh heartily, making faces in jest. In retaliation, Tanu mirrored my expressions, transforming our familial exchange into a lighthearted face-off.

The animated sibling banter, however, incurred the ire of our mother, who, with an air of sternness, intervened, "Both cease this bickering. Behave like adults. You are no longer children."

At this juncture, my brother, accompanied by his wife, entered the scene, redirecting our attention to the impending temple visit. Tanu, astutely sensing my reluctance, voiced her observation.

In a diplomatic maneuver, my brother acknowledged my hesitancy, proposing an alternative plan. If I preferred skipping the temple, I could accompany Priya home afterward, providing her with company while my brother attended to pressing office matters.

Injecting a touch of humor into the conversation, Tanu implored my brother to prioritize a romantic honeymoon over immediate work commitments, playfully suggesting that the demands of the office could temporarily be set aside for post-nuptial bliss. Priya, blushing, silently concurred with this sentiment.

With a genial smile, my brother elucidated the pragmatic need to delegate his work, emphasizing the urgency of handing it over to someone else to ensure an uninterrupted honeymoon with Priya.

This familial discourse culminated in a collective journey to the Siddhi Vinayak temple, where we sought divine blessings for the newlyweds, the echoes of our playful banter resonating amidst the sacred surroundings.

Anju's Perspective...

"Rohit, hasten your preparations; I'm running late and need to reach CST station by 10," I hurriedly conveyed, arranging my bags in the car. I was en route to Delhi for my further studies.

Rohit, donning his T-shirt while in motion, responded, "Yes, I'm ready. Wait; I'm coming."

Amidst swift farewells, I hugged everyone, and my mother reminded me, "Call me when you reach."

"Sure, Mom, I'll keep you posted," I assured.

Rohit assumed the driver's seat, and as we embarked on the journey, I declared, "Rohit, first Siddhi Vinayak temple, then we head to the station."

Expressing discontent, Rohit remarked, "You should have informed me of your plans earlier. Navigating through this traffic is challenging."

Apologizing, I explained, "I'm starting something new. I believe I should seek blessings before I go."

Acknowledging my sentiment, Rohit agreed, "Alright, let's go."

Grateful, I thanked him, and in the next moment, he accelerated with remarkable speed. Upon reaching the temple, I asked Rohit, "Aren't you coming inside?"

Declining, Rohit said, "No, you go. I'll visit next time. It's too crowded, and finding parking would be a hassle. Go and return quickly."

Rushing inside, I offered prayers, beseeching blessings for everyone. As I hurried back outside, a collision interrupted my thoughts. The touch felt familiar, yet I struggled to place it. My phone's ringtone interrupted my contemplation.

Answering the call, Rohit urged, "Hurry up; it's already late."

"I'm coming. I'm near the gate," I assured.

"Come soon," Rohit stressed.

Sprinting, I reached the car, and Rohit swiftly drove me to the station. Upon arrival, I realized my favorite bracelet, adorned with a butterfly design, was missing. Frantically searching the car, Rohit inquired, "What happened?"

Expressing distress, I replied, "Bhai, my favorite bracelet is missing. I can't find it in the car. It was my lucky charm."

"If it's not in the car, it must have fallen somewhere. I'll let you know when I find it. Leave it for now, or you'll miss the train," Rohit suggested.

Reluctant but pressed for time, I agreed, boarded the train with half of my luggage, while Rohit carried the rest. As the train departed, I realized my bracelet was absent, leaving a sense of loss.

Rahul's Perspective...

Entering the temple gate, an inexplicable acceleration of my heart rate unsettled me. Confused, I glanced at my family, seemingly unperturbed by my discomfort. Deciding not to trouble them, I proceeded forward, observing the congregation immersed in prayers.

Still uneasy, I walked behind my family. Suddenly, a collision with a girl interrupted my unease. A fresh breeze brushed my face, and I saw her, a girl in a pinkish salwar suit. Before I could assist her, she swiftly ran away, disappearing into the crowd. Strangely, my discomfort subsided.

Tanu called from behind, and I joined her inside. I prayed earnestly to Lord Ganesha, hoping to meet that girl again. Completing my prayers, I noticed a colorful bracelet with a butterfly design hanging from the sleeve of my kurta. It was undoubtedly hers, caught during our collision. I pocketed it safely, feeling a newfound connection.

Later, my brother headed to the office, and we accompanied Bhabhi to collect her belongings. The day unfolded with thoughts consumed by her. The desire to meet her again overwhelmed me.

The thoughts became incessant, driving me to the brink of madness. I craved another encounter with her, to unravel the mystery surrounding the girl in the pinkish salwar suit.

Reaching home, I placed the bracelet on my study table, a constant reminder of her presence. Leaning on the couch, hugging my pillow, I contemplated, "Ms. Butterfly Bracelet, I miss you. We should meet soon." The bracelet became a symbol of connection, and I slept, bidding goodnight to the elusive girl who had stirred a newfound yearning within me.

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