Madi Gagan Ek Doosare Ki Lie Hain.

Welcome Home.

After a series of sinking her eyes, Madi locked her eyes with her Gagan, while they both remembered the moments together and how it came to this. Gagan is Madi's groom. And Madi is Gagan's bride.
"My love." Gagan smiled at her. "Look at my Madi."
"My beloved Gagan." She smiled back. "He's my groom now."
Madi and Gagan are now face to face, but then Karan got up and walked to the next side and caught the eyes of Yukti who was also looking out for him.

"Gagan." Her eyes were fixed on his pleasant face.
"I have always loved you, Madi. You're my only love."
As Madi heard that, her bright smile stirred up and she couldn't stop looking at him in a loving and compassionate way.
"I too have always loved you, hero." She then puts the garland around his neck. "I love you."

Their eyes matched again while they both felt as though nothing else in this world exists. Only they exist. And furthermore, they exist in each other.
"Beloved, you look stunning today."
"Thank you hero."
"Those flowers are the same kinds that always disappear from my hand and go with the wind."
"Really? Those where yours? They always used to end up in my hair."
"Isn't that so. Well you deserve it."
Gagan then puts her hands in his and lovingly caressed them, while Madi was still looking at him.

"Aw! We're so happy for Madi." Prithvi stated.
"Yes! Look at them! They're so much in love." Prisha adds.
"We should give them their privacy."

Dharmendr was at ease, because he know that Gagan is chivalrous, duteous and charming. And he will also make Madi very happy.
"They love each other, Maharani."
"They do."
"And Gagan is the perfect one for her."
"True."

The crowd even looked on at Gagan and Madi's union, and thought to themselves that they are both divine and share a divine love. But by The look of it, they do look like divine lovers.

"Hero."
"Madi."
"My hero, let's seek my parents blessings, hero."
"Yes, it is appropriate to do so."
Madi goes in front to lead the way, but Gagan stopped and stretched out his hand for her to hold. And so she lovingly did.

Meanwhile Yukti met Karan.
"You!"
"Youu!"
"What are you doing here, huh?!" Yukti pretends to be angry. "Answer me!"
"Supporting my brother, of course! And what are you doing here?!"
"Um..I live here!"
"Oh, right. But I didn't come here to see you."
"Me neither!"
"Shararati(mischief maker)."
Under their fake anger, they both glanced at each other for a short while, then started to quarrel again.
"I'm not a mischief maker. I'm just Yukti."
"No, you're not a mischief maker. You're a prankster."
"What?! I haven't stolen your clothes."
"But, I like your mischief, Yukti. But that one wasn't a fair prank."
"Hmf! Whatever you think! I think it was well thought out!"
"If you say so."
"I want to tell you something, Karan. So pay attention."
"You have my full attention."
"I love you."
"You do."
"Yes." Her cheeks became red like Madi's. "But I don't love you anymore, prince." Then Yukti playfully turns away. "I used to! But then you called me mischievous."
Then soon after, Karan held her hand and she began to smile again. "If you don't love me anymore, may I have permission to still love you?"

Now Yukti's face lit up, while her smile was permanent and Karan's eyes were filled with love.
"Ha! I made you admit it!" She turns around.
"You and your pranks!"
"Yes! Well I love you too, Karan. And I want to marry you."
"So do I."
"Let me get a garland."

She then goes over to the platter where Madi placed the extra garland, and finally realised why she had put it there.
"Madi did this. She had set out my future! Oh my! Madi is extremely kindhearted, perfect and selfless. I must thank her, but I don't know how."

Afterwards, she went back to Karan and garlanded him, then they exchanged glances again.
"I love you, Yukti."
"Love you too. Let's go seek blessings.
"Sure. We have to."