The Singhaniya Mansion was decorated for the Haldi ceremony, exuding traditional Punjabi wedding vibes. Every corner was adorned with vibrant flowers and twinkling lights, creating a festive and joyous atmosphere. Children ran around the house, their laughter echoing through the hallways. The elders were busy with the final arrangements, ensuring everything was perfect for the special day.
Women, dressed in colorful traditional attire, danced to the beat of dhol music, their movements graceful and spirited. Their bangles jingled with each step, adding to the festive sounds that filled the air. Nearby, other women were serving an array of delicious foods, their faces glowing with excitement and anticipation.
In the courtyard, a beautiful canopy of marigold flowers and bright yellow drapes was set up for the ceremony. The air was filled with the sweet scent of roses and jasmine, mingling with the aroma of freshly cooked dishes. Platters of sweets, savory snacks, and refreshing drinks were arranged on tables, tempting everyone who passed by.
The excitement was palpable as everyone gathered around, waiting for the bride and groom to make their appearance. The vibrant colors, lively music, and joyous chatter created a warm and welcoming environment, perfect for celebrating this beautiful tradition.
Whereas our groom was busy in his office work in his home office.
(Shaadi ke waqt kon kaam karta h bhai😑)
The bride was getting ready in her room, surrounded by a flurry of activity. Numerous beauticians were working diligently, ensuring every detail was perfect. Shyra was also there, providing support and companionship.
"Shyra, kaash aaj humare mummy papa hote," Akshu said softly, her head bowed.
[Shyra, I wish my mumma papa would have been there with me.]
"Offo, Akshu, tu bhi na. Tere mummy papa nahi hue toh kya hua? Maine teri saas aur sasur ko dekha, kitne sweet hain wo log yaar. Upar se jiju jaise pati, you are so lucky," Shyra replied, genuinely happy for her friend.
[Offo, Akshu why are you thinking like this. See, what's the problem, if you don't have your parents here. I have seen your in laws and they are so sweet. And on top of that a husband like jiju, you're so lucky.]
Akshu nodded, acknowledging Shyra's words, but at the mention of her soon-to-be husband's name, a hint of disappointment crossed her face. Yesterday, he had made her so happy, but she couldn't forget how he had forcefully invaded her life.
[I will clear this things also, all things are new to her. And she is not able to acknowledge her actual feelings for veer. She is in dilemma between her heart and brain. So, it's understandable it will take time for her to understand her feelings. ]
She looked up and gave a slight nod. Akshu was dressed in a stunning yellow lehenga, adorned with delicate earrings and bangles. She had chosen to keep her makeup minimal, preferring a natural look, and had only allowed the hairstylist to work on her hair.
Soon, Pakhi burst into the room, her energy infectious. "Bhabhi, chaliye! Mumma aur badi maa apko bula rahi hain neeche. Bhaiyya bhi bechain ho rahe hain aapko dekhne ke liye," Pakhi announced with a grin.
Akshu blushed and shyly nodded, following Pakhi and Shyra downstairs. They led her to the bride's stage, a beautifully decorated area filled with flowers and lights. As she settled into her seat, the music started, and the women began to dance with enthusiasm and joy.
Akshu watched their performance, a smile spreading across her face. The vibrant energy of the dance, combined with the colorful decorations and the happy faces of her loved ones, made her feel cherished and loved. Despite her mixed feelings about the circumstances, in that moment, she allowed herself to enjoy the celebration and the warmth of her new family.
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Meanwhile, on the other side. Veer had sent some of his men to pick Zayn and Nisha from the airport.
Both of them came directly to the venue.
Veer saw Zayn at the entrance so he went towards him.
"Bhai", veer greeted and hugged him.
"Waah, tune toh boht zoro shoro se taiyarri karwayi h", Zayn said teasingly. "haa bhai.", Veer said smiling innocently.
[Wow, you made such a wonderful arrangements for the events.]
"Orr bhai bhabhi kaha hai? Saath nhi laye?", veer asked ,wanted to see, who is the girl that made his brother fall in love.
[And where is my future sister in law? You didn't bring her with u?]
"Yaha hai....", they both looked behind but no one was there. Zayn excused himself and went away to search for her. [She is here.]
Meanwhile, Abhiyansh also came to veer side and said with a hint of sarcasm, "By the way, tu aajkal kuch alag alag nhi lag rha veer". "Shut up and tujhe jo kaam bola tune kiya??", he diverted the topic intentionally.
[By the way, you are different these days, veer.] [Shut up and You did the work that I asked for?]
"Haa, hochuka tu bas ek baar dekh le.", he said and went away.
[Yes, it's done, you just see it once.]
Afterwards, Both nisha and zayn came to veer who was sitting on his seat.
Nisha greeted him with a soft smile, "Namaste"
Veer glanced at Zayn and then Nisha and greeted, "Namaste, I am Veeranshu Singhaniya"
Nisha smiled and glanced at zayn and then back at veer. She introduced herself, "Nisha Joshi"
*Roy*
Both Veer and Zayn coughed and exchanged looks.
"wese bhabhi", Veer said without hesitation, and we can see nisha was blushing.
"You should meet my future wife. She will love to meet you.", veer said imagining his wife, a smile adorned on his face. Nisha noticed that and said teasingly, "I see."
"Pehle aap ready hojao?", Veer enquired and showed them the guests' room and went away.
[You guys go and get ready first.]
Some time was remaining before the ceremony started, so Akshu decided to go to her room. As she was walking down the hallway, someone suddenly grabbed her and pulled her into a dark room. Before she could scream, a hand covered her mouth. Tears started pooling in her eyes as she began to have a panic attack.
"Shh, baby, it's me. Your Veeransh," Veer whispered, removing his hand from her mouth and turning on the lights. He saw how beautiful she looked, her natural beauty enhanced by the simple attire and minimal makeup.
"Veer, what are you doing? Why did you bring me here like this?" she asked, her voice trembling with fear and confusion.
"Calm down, baby. I wanted to see you. Maa said that bride and groom shouldn't see each other before the wedding, but you know I can't even sleep without seeing your face," Veer said, his eyes never leaving hers.
"Veer, Maa is right. We shouldn't break the rules. I think I should go," she said, trying to leave, but he pinned her against the wall gently but firmly.
"Sweetheart, I didn't come here to argue. Tell me, what is today?" he asked, his voice low and intimate.
"It's the Haldi ceremony," she replied, her voice shaky.
"Right, and I heard that the haldi is applied to the groom first and then to the bride," he said, a mischievous glint in his eyes.
Veer moved closer, placing one hand on her waist and the other on the side table. He leaned in, his breath warm against her ear, and whispered, "And I wanted to perform this sacred task myself. I want my haldi to touch you first."
Akshara gave him a questioning look, her heart racing. Veer uncovered a plate on the table, revealing a bowl of haldi. He took some and applied it to his own cheek. Her eyes widened as she watched him, feeling a strange mix of fear and fascination.
As if hypnotized, she couldn't look away. Veer slowly and sensually leaned in, pressing his cheek against hers, transferring the haldi onto her skin. The warmth of his touch sent shivers down her spine. He then took more haldi and trailed his fingers down her arm, from her shoulder to her wrist, leaving a streak of yellow.
"Ve... Veer, please stop," she tried to protest, her breath hitching as he placed his haldi-covered hand on her exposed waist, spreading it across her skin. The sensation was overwhelming, confusing, and intoxicating.
He leaned back, smirking. "Now you're marked with my color, biwi," he said, his voice dripping with satisfaction. With that, he walked out, leaving her alone in the dimly lit room, her heart pounding and her mind in turmoil.
Tears streaming down her face. How could she feel good from his touch? He was her kidnapper. "Shameless man," she muttered to herself, wiping away her tears.
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Akshu went back to the stage and sat there silently, still processing what had just happened. She was lost in her thoughts when Meera and Dadi came over, bringing her back to the present moment.
"Akshu beta, let's start the ritual," Meera said gently, smiling at her.
Akshu nodded, trying to push her confusion and emotions aside. The ritual began, and soon, everyone was applying haldi to her. She tried to smile and enjoy the moment, but her mind kept drifting back to Veer's words and touch.
Once the haldi ceremony was done, the atmosphere shifted to a more festive mood. The music started, and the dance performances began. Dancers from all over the world had been invited to perform, showcasing a vibrant mix of traditional and contemporary styles.
Shyra sat next to Akshara, chatting and trying to lighten the mood. They laughed together, but Akshu couldn't fully engage. Her eyes wandered, and she noticed people around them starting to whisper and talk about the dancers and the event.
"Shyra, look at that girl dancing," Akshu said, turning her attention to a performer who caught her eye.
The girl was dancing beautifully, her movements graceful and captivating. She wore a yellow kurta set that complemented her fluid motions. Her dance was a blend of classical and modern styles, mesmerizing everyone who watched.
"She's amazing," Shyra said, admiring the dancer. "I wonder where she's from."
Akshara nodded, her thoughts momentarily distracted by the performance. She watched the girl, letting the music and the elegance of the dance ease her troubled mind.
Akshu POV:
Who is this girl? I have never seen her here before. Maybe she is from the groom's side.
But she is looking so cute.
Soon her dance performance ended. Wow, she talks so much like my Shyra.
She was coming towards me. She sat in front of me and said, "hmm..Maine khud ka introduction nhi diya na?"
[Hmm...I didn't gave my introduction na?]
She slapped her forehead. She is so cute and bubbly.
"Main Nisha..very nice to meet you Akshu" she said smiling, I reciprocated her with a small smile.
She applied some haldi on my cheeks while saying, " you are so lucky akshu, veer loves you so much. Wo tumhe humesha khush rakhega"
[he will always keep you happy.]
I just hummed and gave her a smile.
📖
Nisha ran to the dj and asked him to play a song. She glanced towards shyra and ran towards her. She pulled her, who was sitting beside akshu.
*Badhai ho.. Badhai ho* currently playing
Both of them danced so enthusiastically. So much of crowd surrounded them. The music stopped and Nisha looked around, how people were capturing their dance moments and were cheering for them.
She moved close to Shyra and whispered in her ear, "hum toh famous hogye yrr"
[We got famous yaar]
"Hona bhi chahiye" Shyra said and then they looked at each other and giggled together.
[We should]
"Wese me Shyra, akshu ki bestfriend", she said while offering her hand.
"Nisha" she said while shaking her hand.
Then both of them talked about akshu more like praising her.
"Kitni Soni h teri bestie ", Nisha said while taking balaye (evil eye) of akshu.
[Your bestie is so beautiful]
"Aree play the song", Shyra yelled to the dj and again the atmosphere filled with music and dance.
Here , Abhi was going to the bride side to see his future bhabhi. While going, he bumped into a girl. He was so irritated. He saw a tiny figure in front of him. Who was looking at him with an irritated expression as well.
"Kitna saddu h yaar", Nisha said aloud still continuing her dance.
[he is so rude yaar]
"Aisa toh mat bol yaar", Shyra said shyly looking at abhi.
[Don't say like this yar]
*Nisha looking at Zayn*
*Zayn looking at Nisha*
*Shyra looking at Abhi*
[ Aur tum aur hum sirf darwaze ko taad skte h ]
Abhi went from there, not before glaring Nisha.
"Zayn Pasand Haina toh usko sab Saddu lagte hai", ansh came from behind seeing all the scene unfold In front of him.
[She likes Zayn, that's why others are rude for her.]
"Aayein" (Baigan)
" Myself Riansh Singhaniya, veeranshu singhaniya's younger brother.", ansh introduced himself to the girls.
Nisha and Shyra glanced at each other and gave a small smile to him.
"Wese mere paas ek idea hai", ansh said making both girls frown at him. They exchanged looks and moved their attention back to him and carefully listened.
[Btw I have an idea]
"Tum log jaao aur apne apne bande ko haldi lagao, maza aayega." Ansh said being proud of himself and his idea.
[You go to your respective men and apply them haldi, it will be so much fun]
Both girls gave him *are you crazy* wala look and smack his arm.
"Kyu kare hum?" Nisha asked looking at her newly found friends and ansh shooked his head.
[What should we do?]
His attention then went towards Zayn, who was looking at Nisha without blinking his eyes.
"Nisha go na, put haldi on your Zayn kabse bichara tumhe hi dekh rha h", he said playfully and hit her shoulder. Nisha saw Zayn and was blushing.
[Nisha go and put some haldi on your Zayn. See, poor boy is staring at you for so long.]
On the other side, two pair of eyes were seeing all this. Guess who??
Right, it was none other than Zayn Roy and Abhiyansh Raghuvanshi, who were now glaring at ansh, who had kept one arm on Shyra's shoulder while leaning closer to her and Nisha was laughing and smacking his arm.
Abhi said, " Bhai ye ansh Aaj kuch zyada hi free nhi lag rha " he was glaring at the hands which he kept on Shyra's shoulder.
[Brother, this ansh is looking so free today, isn't it?]
Zayn "Haa Bhai Mai bhi dekh rha hu, lagta h ansh joke marna sikh gya"
[Yes, I am also seeing that. It seems he has learnt to tell jokes.]
Shyra felt a burning gaze on her, she turned her face and notice Abhi. She is like ye Banda toh grumpy and angry state me bhi kitna hot dikhta h total my types.
Ansh pushed nisha forward to go. Both of them saw how Shyra was staring at abhi dreamingly.
"Yeh Shyra ko kya hua?", Nisha asked being concerned as she glanced at her best frnd. [What happened to Shyra?]
[Pyar hua😌]
Both of them coughed and she came out of her lalala land.
"Shyra tu bhi jaa. Abhi ko haldi lagade", both of them teased her. [Shyra you also go and apply haldi to your Abhi.]
"Chalo chalo tum dono jao aur plan execute kro", he shoved both of them. Nisha went from there. But Shyra was standing thinking how can she go like this and apply haldi.
[Now, you both go and execute the plan.]
"Aree jaa na," Ansh said, trying to persuade Shyra. She declined, feeling both nervous and scared.
"Mai bulau tere Abhi ko...Abhi...," Ansh teased, pretending to call Abhi.
[Should I call your Abhi? Abhi]
Shyra's eyes widened in panic, and she shook her head vigorously. "No...pagal hai kya!"
[No are you mad!]
"Tu jaa rhi h ki nhi," Ansh insisted, moving towards where Abhi was standing. Shyra smacked his arm and ran after him.
[You're going or not.]
"No...noo..." Shyra pleaded.
"Yes...yess..." Ansh continued, enjoying the teasing.
Abhi, noticing the commotion, couldn't help but be drawn towards them. He moved closer, his gaze fixed on Shyra, more like a glare.
Ansh saw Abhi approaching, and his mischievous mind sprang into action. He gave Shyra a gentle push towards Abhi.
Shyra stumbled, trying to regain her balance, but before she could do anything, she collided with Abhi. Her hand, covered in haldi, pressed against his face, leaving a bright yellow smear.
Abhi's eyes widened in surprise as the cool haldi smeared across his cheek. He stood there, momentarily stunned, while Shyra looked mortified.
"Oh my God, I'm so sorry!" Shyra exclaimed, her face flushing with embarrassment.
[Uff...what a satisfaction 😏💅😌]
Meanwhile, Ansh shouted from behind, "Mubaraka...Mubaraka," clapping and laughing. [Congratulations... congratulations 🕺🕺]
Both Shyra and Abhi snapped out of their staring competition. Abhi helped Shyra stand up, saying, "Dhyan se, dekh ke chala kriye," and walked away, throwing a dirty glare at Ansh.
[See carefully while walking.]
"Sorry, sir. Mere ye idiot friend ne gira diya mujhe," Shyra apologized, feeling embarrassed.
[Sorry, sir. My idiot friend pushed me.]
"Ansh ke bacche, tu toh gaya aaj," Shyra fumed and marched towards Ansh, throwing her shoes at him, one of which landed on his back.
[Ansh you're gone now]
"Aree...sun meri maa, dekh meri wajah se tune haldi toh lagaya apne aji..oji ko," Ansh smirked saving himself from Shyra's Beatings.
[Aree....my mother, see because of me you got the chance to apply haldi on your abhi]
Shyra blushed deeply but ran away to hide her embarrassment.
"Haye...sharma aagyi," Ansh said cheesily, bursting into laughter.
Fuu...so how was the chapter. I edited this CHP too😌💅
Did you read Ishq sufiyana by Naavl-E-Malika ❤️
Kaisa laga humara pehla collab in the story. Ab aur fun hoga😌
Which scene was hilarious 😂 Mine was that chappal and haldi wala🤣😭
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