Tashan

"Rajkumari, Niche bula rahe hai." Anjani, the lady in waiting notified her, covering Tashvi's head from the veil.

As Tashvi descended the stairs all she could see was her hell. Hell, she so prayed to turn out to heaven.

She had no idea when she was made to sit beside her to be and was made to do all the rituals. It felt like hours of robotic movements when the priest finally announced them, husband and wife.

Wife. She was now married. To the person, she knew nothing about.

Husband. This stranger was her husband. She has to spend all her life with this stranger. Till she dies.

Loud gasps brought her out of her thoughts. All the guests were looking aghast and her family they were looking pale. As if they have seen a ghost. A ghost, they were looking like that at her husband.

Curiously, she slightly turned her head to look beside her only to find someone else standing in the place of her husband. She was sure this was not how Vinay looked. She has seen his photos. He was someone else. She was married to someone else.
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Priorities. A ten letter word which shapes our whole lives.
It is said that desire dictate our priorities
Priorities shape our choices
And choices dictate our actions.

Caught in the web of Choices, Priorities and Desire Dive into the journey of Tashvi Shekhawat, The princess of Khalasi and Vardhan Raghuvanshi, the President of the world's most powerful nation, Tivrstan.

It is a story of love, family, and power but above all, it is the story of evolving and navigating one's true self.