Rohit never imagined that attending a family function would upend his life, but destiny had other plans. Unexpectedly finds himself thrust into marriage with Ritika due to a long-forgotten promise between their late grandmothers. They barely know each other despite a brief childhood encounter. Both are bewildered by the sudden turn of events but are pressured into the marriage by family. Amidst the chaos, Rohit and Ritika tentatively navigate their new roles as husband and wife, unsure of each other's feelings. This wasn't how they had imagined their wedding day, but as they looked at each other, they realized they both were in this together. A shared past, a confusing present, and an uncertain future - all bound by the unexpected vows they had just taken. Rohit felt a sudden pang of anxiety. Amidst the whirlwind of the day's events, he hadn't had a moment to think about how on earth he would explain this entire saga to Virat. Rohit sighed, bracing himself for the barrage of questions and the inevitable laughter that would follow. But for now, he focused on the calm in Ritika's eyes and the silent promise they shared: to face whatever came next together. One question lingered in both of their minds - What did their future hold now, bound together by a promise made long before they were even born? Could this unexpected twist of fate lead to a love story written in the stars, or were they merely pawns in a game orchestrated by their grandmothers' memories? Or perhaps maybe their grandmothers' had seen something which they were about to discover very soon.
"Sshhhhh....." he hushed and pinned us against the wall leaving no space between us. I held onto his biceps with my hand in reflex.
He shook his head lightly signalling me not to scream. But did not remove his palm, awaiting confirmation I guessed. I nodded a little locking eyes with him fearfully. I witnessed a glimmer in his eyes and he removed his palm from my mouth slowly.
I mustered up a little strength and asked nervously.
"Kon hai aap aur yahan kya kar rhe hain,"
His eyes softened, looking deep into my eyes as if he could see through them as if he owned them. A strong wind surfaced, pulling away the fabric and revealing his face. It was him. My heartbeats raced wildly. He flickered his gaze to my lips for a few seconds, licked his lower lip a little with an unreadable emotion and peered back deeply into my eyes, delving into my soul. He replied in the raw, masculine and resonating voice I had heard months before.
"Daksh naam hai hamara. Vivaah karne aaye hai aapse,"
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I could not believe my eyes that he was standing right in front of me.
The day I walked away from him, with a swarm of butterflies in the depths of my guts and belly, I never considered the possibility of crossing our paths again. I never thought we would get another chance in this life. Was it a wise decision of me to run away back then like that?
The moments we shared back then flashed back into my memory. I started wondering if this was a coincidence or if he purposely located me.
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This is the love story of Daksh Pratap Rathore and Radhika Maan Singh. Storyline occurs in early years of 21st century(2001).
A love saga bridging the gap between a city-born man and a village-raised girl. They are soulmates longing for love and solace from each other in different parameters. Let us dive into their journey of togetherness, and internal conflicts and see if and how they find solace with each other.
First 2 chapters can be descriptive but I'm sure you'll like the story further.