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Yeh Rishta Kya Kehlata Hai, 14th September '25 EDT.
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The rest of the day passed in a blur, with the house decorations being completed for the sangeet ceremony that would take place tomorrow, as the guests would also start arriving in the early morning. It being past 10pm now, almost everyone was in their respective rooms trying to get some rest for the hectic day that tomorrow would bring.
Shruti switched off the kitchen light, as she stepped out into the main hall, with Pinky Di beside her. It was their nightly routine together to double check the kitchen and front doors before heading to sleep for the night.
"ShrutiâŚwaise ek baat karni thi..", Pinky Di gently said to her as they walked through the hall, Shruti nodded for her to continue and Pinky Di did so.
"Actually, its about Manvi..and Virat..", Di said to her. Shruti now turned her face to Di completely and just stared at her for a moment, she had been wanting to discuss the same thing all day, but hadn't known how to address it and had left it for the time being, but now Di herself was mentioning it.
"Manvi or Virat??âŚkya Di..", Shruti urged her to continue.
"Actually baat ye hain kaiâŚyaaad hain us din, hum dono Manvi kai liye kithne pareshan thai, lekin pata nahin kyun Virat or Manvi koh ek saat aise dekh kai mujhe aisa laga kai, agar Virat Manvi kai saat ho tho hummein kabhi koyi tension nahin hogi uski..or unka rishta bhi mujhe gehra laaga, shayad abb thak unhe khud ye pata na ho, lekin, unki ankhon main unki baaton main maine ek mazboot rishte ki door dekhi hainâŚtum, tum sajh rahi hoo na..", Pinky Di said to her.
"Haan DiâŚor mujhe bhi aise laagtha hainâŚ", Shruti replied, smiling, they might not be real sisters but they where just as close and understood and thought the same way.
"Tho kyaâŚhum Vadhera's se isle bare main baat karein?", Pinky asked her now.
"Nahin DiâŚmujhe nahin laagtha humein karni chahiyeâŚpehle Virat or Manvi ki taraf se koyi or ishara to mille, or iss bar main nahin chaahti kai hum pehl kare, kahin woh ye na sooche kai hum appne saare baache unkai seat band rahein hain..", Shruti replied, just as they reached the upstairs hall that led to their separate rooms.
"Hmm, haan geek keh rahin ho tum..chalo abb isle bare thab baat karengai jab koyi or ishara mille, toâŚgood night", Pinky said to her with a smile of understanding.
Shruti smiled back as she headed towards her own room, laying in bed that night, her thoughts went back to her daughterâŚand she sent a prayer to Krishna, to tie her daughters life with who ever would be best for her at the end.
Next MorningâŚ6am
Manvi got up early the next morning, it being the day of the sangeet and with all the relatives and friends due to arrive today for the wedding and all, it was going to be a hectic day. Heading downstairs she saw that the others where already awake and working on chores, because of everything being in such chaos everyone had breakfast on their own this morning, as they would for the rest of the week as well, it would be too crazy to eat together like normally, only dinner would be served together as planned ahead. Quickly finishing breakfast, Manvi also got entangled in chores and greeting family and friends as they arrived. The close relatives such as her Mama Mami's etc, would be staying with them and friends and acquaintances of both families would be staying in the city hotel about 30 mins outside the village from which vans/buses where booked for their transportation back and forth.
9am..Chaudhry Mansion..
Manvi had her back turned towards the door, as she monitored some of the setup for that night. Out of no where she heard a familiar bubbly girly voice scream her name, before she could turn around and see who it was, she was attacked as girly arms wrapped around her waist into a squeezing hug.
"Ashh!!", Manvi screamed as she turned around and engulfed her bestie come distant-cousin into a hug. As she attacked Ash and Ash attacked her with questions, Manvi saw Virat enter the house out of the corner of her eye, unknowingly all her attention turned towards him, he apparently noticed her attention on him as he winked at her, causing her to blush a deep pink as she turned her attention back to Ash. As they continued chatting, Manvi watched Virat as he began helping her Ma and Badi with some of the tasks, and for some reason it pulled her heart, in a positive way..as Ash called her back to focus on their convo, Manvi engrossed herself into the convo and task they both strived to complete together.
It was later around lunch when Manvi finally spoke to Virat. She had been passing by the front door when the voice outside caught her attention which consisted of heavy lifting and manly grunts. Looking out she saw some men lifting heavy metal rods off a truck onto their shoulders and setting them inside their courtyard to a side, there were 2 men to each rod which looked pretty heavy. As she stood their watching the men move them she noticed Virat come through the front door helping one of the workers to lift a rod. Her heart melted at seeing him and she stepped further out into the yard. As Virat and his partner neared, she watched him run his arm on his forehead to wipe away sweat caused by the scorching heat and hard work. Thinking quickly, Manvi turned and quickly headed into the kitchen, nodded to the cook they had hired for the week, she went to the cabinet pulled out glasses and a tray, then opening the fridge she grabbed the water jug and filled the cups, once that was done, she picked the tray up and quickly headed back outside.
Virat was now standing with his back towards her, legs spread apart and hands on his hips, watching as two of the workers placed their rod down. She head him mention to them that they only had a few rounds to make before they where done, as she kept the tray down on a table and grabbed a glass of water off it. As she headed towards him with the glass of water, the other men slowly started to head back to grab the next batch of rods, but she quickly caught one of the guys attention and nodded towards the tray and he with his mates moved forward to get the water. Manvi reached Virat just as he turned around to see where the guys where going as he turned, and without saying a word, Manvi quietly just stood in front of him and held out the water to him. With a gentle smile, filled with appreciation he took the glass from her and started drinking it. She stood their admiring him, trying to figure out this man, if it was possible, seeing him like this, working admist normal men to finish a hard task, some how touched Manvi, not all the guys she knew would do such a thing⌠but then again not all the guys she knew where real men. As she continued to admire him, he had just finished the last few sips and had closed his eyes fora minute when she saw his forehead drench in sweat again due to the heat and all, without even thinking, she automatically took a corner of her dupatta and reaching up as he was taller then her, dabbed his forehead and face gently, wiping it away.
Virat felt a cool cloth dabbing on his forehead and cheeks gently, to wipe away the sweat. Opening his eyes he looked down at the angel in front of him, Manvi. He continued to watch her, as she unconsciously kept dabbing her precious dupatta on his cheek, and his heart filled with warmth at her sweet gesture. She must have felt him staring at her, as just then she pulled away her hand dropping the corner of her dupatta down to a side as her eyes locked with his. He whispered a gently thank you as he handed her the glass back, making her blush as she realized what she had just done. Without giving him a reply, she turned away from him and almost ran back into the house, turning once to take a peak behind her from the door which he had caught, and chuckled. Giving his attention back to his task, he helped the men to quickly finish unloading the truck with the rods that would be used to set up the mandir in a few days. Once that was done he headed back to the guest house to rest for a bit before having to get ready for the sangeet ceremony that would take place in a couple of hours.
Chaudhry Mansion: 7pm..
Virat stepped into the main hall right behind Bhaiya and Arnav, dressed in a white/silver sherwani with a blue dupatta loosely thrown around his neck to go with it (same in Virika sangeet), his sleeves rolled up past his elbow. They where immediately greeted by Ash and some of the other girls and escorted to the stage where a couch was set up for the bride and groom to sit and enjoy. As Arnav took a seat, Virat and Bhaiya accompanied him. He saw the look of impatience on Bhaiya and Arnav's faces as they awaited for the arrival of their better-halfs, as everyone had now arrived and settled except them, but for some unknown, reason he too felt impatient for the arrival of the ladies. Just then as Virat heard the slight jingle of payals coming from the stairs he turned his attention towards the noise. Immediately the impatience he had felt vanished and in its place was a sense of serenity and peace, and more then that of being Wow-ed by the beauty in front of him. There she came, dressed in a baby dark maroon and golden sharara and long kameez ( the style that in these days with the long kameez and sharara underneath, that one :P), Her hair was out and set in loose curls that completed her amazingly, she wore choodiyan in both arms, and a small tikka and earrings to complete her look...walking his sister down along with Bhabhi.
As Manvi helped Khushi Bhabhi to sit down next to Bhaiya with Di's help, she couldn't stop her face from becoming red. There he stood just staring at her, as if she was the only one in the room. Her attention was so caught up in him and helping Bhabhi into place that she didn't notice the guy step out from the crowd and down by the stage awaiting for her. As she turned and faced him, her face became such as if she had seen a ghost. Without even thinking, she pushed past others to go from around him, and tried looking for her partner. He had been right there, but now she couldn't spot him anywhere when she needed him. Feeling his eyes on her, and his presence following her her heartbeats increased due to the fear. Without thinking she entered the hall that led to the back store room. She could hear her predators hard footsteps as he continued to follow her, she turned to see how far he was from her, seeing that she didn't have much space between her and him, she quickly turned her head back around to see where she could hide. Just then she saw a white sherwani step out of the store room. Feeling the familiar presence around her, she quickly closed the space in-between them and through herself into the arms of the man she trusted. She hugged herself to his hardbody, her arms wrapped around him and body pressed against him.
Virat dropped the extra chadors (sheets) he had been holding, when a soft womenly body grabbed him in the dark hall. At first he had been annoyed and tensed of this weird attack, but he immediately recognized her presence as she tried to drown herself inside of him. He felt her hide her face in his chest, and a soft sob, right before he caught her whisper. "Pleaseee, mujhe iss Karan se bacha loh, pleaseeâŚVirat..", she sobbed.
"Shhh, main hoon na, to tum dar kyun rahin ho..hmm?", he soothed her running a hand through her hain as he wrapped his arms around her.
Looking up, he met the eyes of Karan, and as he did, his heart filled with anger and rage. How dare he enter this place, this home, where so many girls where playing and running around in a wedding house. He glared at Karan, his enemy since school days, and also a molester hiding from societies eyes, and warned him to stay away from his girl with just a look. Karan quietly turned around and went back out into the hall, but Virat knew he hadn't given up yet, he had just stalled him. Not caring about him at the moment, Virat turned his attention back to the girl, or should he say women in his arms..with the threat now gone, his whole body became aware of whom he held in his arms, and how she fit against him. If it weren't for the fact that she was scared up until now.. he might have given her a hint of his feelings for her, wait..feelings? He would have to think on that later, for now he turned to her once again, and murmured sweet things to her. Proving to her that he would always be there, her protector through big and small things. She finally calmed and pulled away and they quietly headed back into the main hall, hearing the music starting for the nights function ahead.
"Im right hereâŚokay? Don't be scared, merai hotai huai woh kuch nahin kar saktaâŚtum bas enjoy karna.." Virat told her.
"Haan i knowâŚissi liye to tumhe dhoondne nikal paid thi..jab Di merai pass main hi thi..", she replied to that.
"Achaaa?", he asked with a smirk as they headed towards the stage.
"Haan, kyun?", she asked a little confused.
"Chalo, ek to a chi baat huyiâŚtumhe Di kai alawa bhi abb koyi dikhta hainâŚmain..", he said to her with a wink, as he headed off to stand by Jiju.
Manvi stood there for a minute rethinking the meaning of his words..as they sunk in, she blushed, and went to go hide behind her Di, for a bit again.
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