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Today I will post mehndi

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Mehndi

By Nidhi

by Zenab

Noor's OS

Abhimanyu leaned on the wall beside him, his lips curling up in a gracious smile and eyes shines brighter than the fairy lights. Everytime she smiles, he feels his heart exploding with euphoria. It’s in the way her hazel brown orbs lights up that makes him, want to light up the whole world with fairy lights, put rose petals on the ground she walks on and to never let her fall down but he know, she needs to learn and all he needs to be there beside her… cheering for her.

Her gaze met his and once again, Akshara Goenka and soon to be Birla, felt her breath getting stuck in her throat. The world started to faze around her and only he mattered. He was like a muse that every artist desired. And art that every gallery wants. His jawline is as sharp as a knife, her voice turning husky. She heard herself say, “koi haath lagaye toh haath katt jaaye,” she takes in a sharp breath. The subtle 5’o clock beard adding to his charm. The marks those will leave, her cheeks turned pink. The dark forest green pathani kurta, with the sleeves rolled up and his muscle bulging out suddenly made her feel hot. But her eyes got stuck on those two open buttons of his kurta… no it was not the chest that was distracting, it was the light peek of his chest hairs that made her want to roll her fingers between those. “Akshu, control. Mehandi hai teri. Concentrate!!!!” She bit her lower lip to control the blushing but she was nothing if not a red red tomato.

Abhimanyu took in the beautiful dark green lehanga which is matching his kurta, the border is a shade of roasted coffee, with mirror work at the length nd of it. Embroided maroon lines could be seen on the skirt of the lehanga with a gap of 2 inch, giving it a divided look. Her skirt tied and a long thread with mirrors and moti dangling from her waist to her feet. His eyes dilated as he took in her rounded naval and the thought of touch sent shiver down his spine. Her exposed stomach was doing things to his body so he forced his eyes up. The dark green blouse with print of flowers and leaves with maroon, with a sweetheart neckline and sleeves ending at the curve of her slender curve of her curve was adding to the charm. The net dupatta plated at her right shoulder. And his want to run his hand through those collar bones increased. Her earrings pinned up to her open hair and maharani haar dangled at her chest. The white moris and golden piece with beads of green p added to her charming beauty and his want to kiss them as his finger hooked with the blouse thread. “Abhiiii!!!! Mehandi hai teri. Control!!!” he hit himself but seeing the same desire burning her soul, he grinned.

Neil came running as he hit him at this back. “Bhabhi sundar hai, pata hai par muh kar lijiye bro varna makkhi andar ghuss jaayegi aur phir bhabhi aapse shaadi nahi karegi,” and he winked, teasing that the kiss won’t happen. Before he could do anything, Neil ran away. Giggling at his brother flushed face.

He was made to sit opposite Akshara and he could not take his eyes off her. Sitting between dark maroon cand golden embroidery rounded pillows with her arms at the sides as the mehandi artist held her slender soft palms to create magic on it, she looked nothing less than a queen. Her rectangular golden mangtika adding to the royalty that Akshara Goenka was looking like.

And he smiled. As he saw, everyone present there, smiling widely, dancing and involving in their happiness. The soft and tender looks, the appreciative glances and even the emotional gazes that her family and everyone showered upon her filled his heart with warmth.

Akshara laughed when Abhimanyu fussed over a particular mehandi design or how he at least want his palm filled with mehandi. He was so adamant about a guitar design on his hand. He was so cute that she wanted to pull his cheek but so loving that she want to keep on looking at him and never blink. The way he bit his lower lip in anticipation makes her nerves coil in excitement. And she smiled. Soon, she is going to be his and he is going to be hers. Completely. “Just 2 days more.” She sighs and looked at her mehandi.

She always loved the smell of henna and hands decorated with intricate designs but getting a dulhan mehandi is tiring to say the least. Her back started to ache and her want to roll her arms increased. “ye jaldi kyu nahi ho sakta?” she grumbled under her breath.

“Main bhi toh sirf kalayi tak lagwa sakti thi… ye kya elbow tak lagane ka shauk chadha tha. Ab bhukat.” Her nose scrunching up in irritation.

“Areee yaar,” she whined as sweat trickled down her spine.

Abhi noticed her discomfort but given that, his mehandi is still wet, he signed Neil to come near him. “See, if there are stand fan near by and could be plugged somewhere or not. Akshu is getting irritated and the fan will help to dry off the mehandi soon and with the heat.” He said in a low voice so that no one hear him.

“Heat?” Neil looked at his brother in confusion. “Sweating.” He said and Neil signs off to do the work.

Akshara signalled him, asking what did he say in Neil’s ear and he mouthed food. And he loves the fiery irritation her eyes blazed with. “ Yahan mere se baitha nahi jaa raha aur inn maharaj ko khane ki padi hai.” She twitched her lips.

And he laughed. The elders looked at him weirdly but irritation at Akshara face made them giggle too. The ladies were getting the mehandi done too whilst the gents got involved in seeing the catering service, political talks, business and Birla hospital work. “Men,” Akshara, teenager cousin sighed.

And Akshara laughed hearing her. Her laughter brought joy to his face.

Suddenly, a gush of wind blows over her and her face relaxes. Like she has finally reached jannat. Her eyes closed in bliss and Abhi thanked Neil for his help and Neil signed him a punch with “where are your brain” look. “Thank you bolte hai aise kaam ke liye… hatt. A” And Abhi smiled as his brother kindness but he saw the mischief in those twinkling eyes of his brother. “Aise kaam karane par toh bhai ko paise dete hai” and he ran away with his wallet and everyone laughed at their banter.

For next 2 hours, he saw Naksh, his Mama Sasur, doing a ritual called as Mama Bhaat where he makes Akshu eat.

Naksh eyes were damped with tears as he fed Akshu. His sister daughter had grown up so fast and so beautifully. And after everything she went through, she is finally getting the love she deserved. He looked at Abhimanyu who was looking at them with so much tenderness and love… his eyes were telling that he understood how much Akshu means to him and when his met his, he silently promised to love her, take care of her and grow with her till his last breath. And he smiled in content.

And then, how her feet were also donned with those beautifully intricated designs and how she is literally glowing in happiness. And he smiled. Vowing to always make her smile and make her bad days better and she looked up, promising and holding on to the same. Their eyes shone bright with love and gratitude.

The moon shone brightly outside and two stars shine the brightest as another step towards happiness is taken. And slowly, the function came to an end. His mehandi were mostly dried off and so was Akshu. But her feet ones were still wet, so she could not walk because then the skirt will touch her feet and it would be ruined. So Abhi smiled and kissed her forehead, “Tumse har pal ek baar wapas se mohabbat ho jaati hai aur jab tum aise kayamat dhaati ho na toh dil ki dhadkan ruk si jaati hai aur saansein tumhare naam ek baar phir so jaati hai. Tum bohot khoobsurat ho Akshara.” His breath fanned her face as he leaned his forehead against her. And she took in a deep breath. Letting his words to get absorbed by her soul and she smiled.

“Thank you. Tum jaante ho main tumhari tarah lafzo mein ye tareefein nahi kar paati, “ when he started to say something, “mujhe pata hai tumhe fark nahi padta but mere ko bolna hai and tumko sunna padega, okay?” she pointed her index finger at her and he nodded at her, smilingly.

“Par aaj tum bohot handsome lag rahe hai and I can’t wait to marry you. To be with you. To live a life with you and to make a lifetime memories. And I will never stop flaunting ki mera pati sabse zyada handsome hai.” And he chuckled. And they smiled.

Click. A sound break them apart and they looked up to see, his brother Parth and Shefali has clicked them and now stood smiling at them.

“Tum dono itne khoobsurat kaise lagte ho yaar? Matlab har angle se itne sundar? Kaiseeee?” they teased and Abhi and Akshu laughed.

“Waise Abhi, sab wait kar rahe hai. Jaldi aana,”Shefali said, teasingly.

“Haan bhabhi aa raha hun,” he looked down at his shoes, his cheeks tinting pink.

“Toh hum log rukein ya jaayein?” Parth raised his eyebrow and he shot his brother an annoyed look.

“Jaa rahe hai… jaa rahe hai.” And they went from their laughing at the new couple adorable love.

“Waise tum konse room mein rahogi aaj?” He asked.

“Apne room mein…” she looked confused.

“Akele…?” he asked tentatively.

“Haan,” and her answer brought a gleam to his eyes and he almost jumped in happiness.

“Kyu?” she asked.

“Aise hi…” and he winked.

Whistling, he went away leaving behind a confused Akshara.

The family mehandi was over.

She shook her head at his weirdness and sighed. Hoping that the feet mehandi dries off early

Please leave your comments I would love to know what you think.

index for what is posted so far

entry page82

invites page85

bride entry OS page 87

Ganpati Puja Page 90

Engagement page 96

Photoshoot page 101

Sangeet page 104, 108, 112

Haldi page 106, 114

Mehndi page 117

thanks for the tag, priya! this is so good!

Nidihi and Zenab the vm's were beautiful... and Noor.. what to say of your OS.. always a pleasure to read your work.. I was able to imagine every moment of your OS and I had a smile throughout while reading it... Abhi and Akshu had a family mehndi... but will they have a private mehndi as well... is that why Abhi was asking about where she was staying tonight...

cute promo

https://twitter.com/StarPlus/status/1522578519099731968

Noor... Mehendi OS is so beautiful..

Originally posted by: priya185

Mehndi

By Nidhi

by Zenab

Noor's OS

Abhimanyu leaned on the wall beside him, his lips curling up in a gracious smile and eyes shines brighter than the fairy lights. Everytime she smiles, he feels his heart exploding with euphoria. It’s in the way her hazel brown orbs lights up that makes him, want to light up the whole world with fairy lights, put rose petals on the ground she walks on and to never let her fall down but he know, she needs to learn and all he needs to be there beside her… cheering for her.

Her gaze met his and once again, Akshara Goenka and soon to be Birla, felt her breath getting stuck in her throat. The world started to faze around her and only he mattered. He was like a muse that every artist desired. And art that every gallery wants. His jawline is as sharp as a knife, her voice turning husky. She heard herself say, “koi haath lagaye toh haath katt jaaye,” she takes in a sharp breath. The subtle 5’o clock beard adding to his charm. The marks those will leave, her cheeks turned pink. The dark forest green pathani kurta, with the sleeves rolled up and his muscle bulging out suddenly made her feel hot. But her eyes got stuck on those two open buttons of his kurta… no it was not the chest that was distracting, it was the light peek of his chest hairs that made her want to roll her fingers between those. “Akshu, control. Mehandi hai teri. Concentrate!!!!” She bit her lower lip to control the blushing but she was nothing if not a red red tomato.

Abhimanyu took in the beautiful dark green lehanga which is matching his kurta, the border is a shade of roasted coffee, with mirror work at the length nd of it. Embroided maroon lines could be seen on the skirt of the lehanga with a gap of 2 inch, giving it a divided look. Her skirt tied and a long thread with mirrors and moti dangling from her waist to her feet. His eyes dilated as he took in her rounded naval and the thought of touch sent shiver down his spine. Her exposed stomach was doing things to his body so he forced his eyes up. The dark green blouse with print of flowers and leaves with maroon, with a sweetheart neckline and sleeves ending at the curve of her slender curve of her curve was adding to the charm. The net dupatta plated at her right shoulder. And his want to run his hand through those collar bones increased. Her earrings pinned up to her open hair and maharani haar dangled at her chest. The white moris and golden piece with beads of green p added to her charming beauty and his want to kiss them as his finger hooked with the blouse thread. “Abhiiii!!!! Mehandi hai teri. Control!!!” he hit himself but seeing the same desire burning her soul, he grinned.

Neil came running as he hit him at this back. “Bhabhi sundar hai, pata hai par muh kar lijiye bro varna makkhi andar ghuss jaayegi aur phir bhabhi aapse shaadi nahi karegi,” and he winked, teasing that the kiss won’t happen. Before he could do anything, Neil ran away. Giggling at his brother flushed face.

He was made to sit opposite Akshara and he could not take his eyes off her. Sitting between dark maroon cand golden embroidery rounded pillows with her arms at the sides as the mehandi artist held her slender soft palms to create magic on it, she looked nothing less than a queen. Her rectangular golden mangtika adding to the royalty that Akshara Goenka was looking like.

And he smiled. As he saw, everyone present there, smiling widely, dancing and involving in their happiness. The soft and tender looks, the appreciative glances and even the emotional gazes that her family and everyone showered upon her filled his heart with warmth.

Akshara laughed when Abhimanyu fussed over a particular mehandi design or how he at least want his palm filled with mehandi. He was so adamant about a guitar design on his hand. He was so cute that she wanted to pull his cheek but so loving that she want to keep on looking at him and never blink. The way he bit his lower lip in anticipation makes her nerves coil in excitement. And she smiled. Soon, she is going to be his and he is going to be hers. Completely. “Just 2 days more.” She sighs and looked at her mehandi.

She always loved the smell of henna and hands decorated with intricate designs but getting a dulhan mehandi is tiring to say the least. Her back started to ache and her want to roll her arms increased. “ye jaldi kyu nahi ho sakta?” she grumbled under her breath.

“Main bhi toh sirf kalayi tak lagwa sakti thi… ye kya elbow tak lagane ka shauk chadha tha. Ab bhukat.” Her nose scrunching up in irritation.

“Areee yaar,” she whined as sweat trickled down her spine.

Abhi noticed her discomfort but given that, his mehandi is still wet, he signed Neil to come near him. “See, if there are stand fan near by and could be plugged somewhere or not. Akshu is getting irritated and the fan will help to dry off the mehandi soon and with the heat.” He said in a low voice so that no one hear him.

“Heat?” Neil looked at his brother in confusion. “Sweating.” He said and Neil signs off to do the work.

Akshara signalled him, asking what did he say in Neil’s ear and he mouthed food. And he loves the fiery irritation her eyes blazed with. “ Yahan mere se baitha nahi jaa raha aur inn maharaj ko khane ki padi hai.” She twitched her lips.

And he laughed. The elders looked at him weirdly but irritation at Akshara face made them giggle too. The ladies were getting the mehandi done too whilst the gents got involved in seeing the catering service, political talks, business and Birla hospital work. “Men,” Akshara, teenager cousin sighed.

And Akshara laughed hearing her. Her laughter brought joy to his face.

Suddenly, a gush of wind blows over her and her face relaxes. Like she has finally reached jannat. Her eyes closed in bliss and Abhi thanked Neil for his help and Neil signed him a punch with “where are your brain” look. “Thank you bolte hai aise kaam ke liye… hatt. A” And Abhi smiled as his brother kindness but he saw the mischief in those twinkling eyes of his brother. “Aise kaam karane par toh bhai ko paise dete hai” and he ran away with his wallet and everyone laughed at their banter.

For next 2 hours, he saw Naksh, his Mama Sasur, doing a ritual called as Mama Bhaat where he makes Akshu eat.

Naksh eyes were damped with tears as he fed Akshu. His sister daughter had grown up so fast and so beautifully. And after everything she went through, she is finally getting the love she deserved. He looked at Abhimanyu who was looking at them with so much tenderness and love… his eyes were telling that he understood how much Akshu means to him and when his met his, he silently promised to love her, take care of her and grow with her till his last breath. And he smiled in content.

And then, how her feet were also donned with those beautifully intricated designs and how she is literally glowing in happiness. And he smiled. Vowing to always make her smile and make her bad days better and she looked up, promising and holding on to the same. Their eyes shone bright with love and gratitude.

The moon shone brightly outside and two stars shine the brightest as another step towards happiness is taken. And slowly, the function came to an end. His mehandi were mostly dried off and so was Akshu. But her feet ones were still wet, so she could not walk because then the skirt will touch her feet and it would be ruined. So Abhi smiled and kissed her forehead, “Tumse har pal ek baar wapas se mohabbat ho jaati hai aur jab tum aise kayamat dhaati ho na toh dil ki dhadkan ruk si jaati hai aur saansein tumhare naam ek baar phir so jaati hai. Tum bohot khoobsurat ho Akshara.” His breath fanned her face as he leaned his forehead against her. And she took in a deep breath. Letting his words to get absorbed by her soul and she smiled.

“Thank you. Tum jaante ho main tumhari tarah lafzo mein ye tareefein nahi kar paati, “ when he started to say something, “mujhe pata hai tumhe fark nahi padta but mere ko bolna hai and tumko sunna padega, okay?” she pointed her index finger at her and he nodded at her, smilingly.

“Par aaj tum bohot handsome lag rahe hai and I can’t wait to marry you. To be with you. To live a life with you and to make a lifetime memories. And I will never stop flaunting ki mera pati sabse zyada handsome hai.” And he chuckled. And they smiled.

Click. A sound break them apart and they looked up to see, his brother Parth and Shefali has clicked them and now stood smiling at them.

“Tum dono itne khoobsurat kaise lagte ho yaar? Matlab har angle se itne sundar? Kaiseeee?” they teased and Abhi and Akshu laughed.

“Waise Abhi, sab wait kar rahe hai. Jaldi aana,”Shefali said, teasingly.

“Haan bhabhi aa raha hun,” he looked down at his shoes, his cheeks tinting pink.

“Toh hum log rukein ya jaayein?” Parth raised his eyebrow and he shot his brother an annoyed look.

“Jaa rahe hai… jaa rahe hai.” And they went from their laughing at the new couple adorable love.

“Waise tum konse room mein rahogi aaj?” He asked.

“Apne room mein…” she looked confused.

“Akele…?” he asked tentatively.

“Haan,” and her answer brought a gleam to his eyes and he almost jumped in happiness.

“Kyu?” she asked.

“Aise hi…” and he winked.

Whistling, he went away leaving behind a confused Akshara.

The family mehandi was over.

She shook her head at his weirdness and sighed. Hoping that the feet mehandi dries off early

Please leave your comments I would love to know what you think.

index for what is posted so far

entry page82

invites page85

bride entry OS page 87

Ganpati Puja Page 90

Engagement page 96

Photoshoot page 101

Sangeet page 104, 108, 112

Haldi page 106, 114

Mehndi page 117

Awesome work on the Nidhi and Zenab mehndi vms!

Noor, what a lovely one shot!

https://www.indiaforums.com/article/yeh-rishta-kya-kehlata-hai-abhimanyu-is-in-awe-of-his-bride-akshara_187065

Thank you so much Sammy and Grace🤗🤗

Lovely OS Noor ❤😍

And Vm is beautiful Nidhi ❤❤

Beautiful VMs nidhi and Zenu 🤗great job 👏

Lovely OS noor..... Beautifully written 🤩