💔Kaira ff : kismat ka khel💔

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After 4 hours
The entire Goenka mansion was adorned like a newlywed bride, with workers diligently following dadi's instructions to decorate the mandap. Meanwhile, the women were busy preparing for the wedding rituals, while the men gathered in Kartik's room. The guests were yet to arrive, and although dadi had suggested a destination wedding with all their relatives and business partners from Udaipur, Kartik wished for a simple affair, limited to close relatives and trustworthy business partners, which everyone agreed to. Consequently, dadi had to acquiesce to their idea and was now providing instructions to the workers on mandap decoration.

Dadi's expression of happiness was not due to her grandson's upcoming marriage, but rather because her long-awaited plan was finally coming to fruition. She had been diligently working on this plan for months and was determined to see it through. However, her smile was misinterpreted as genuine happiness for her grandson. Dadi had always been driven by her own personal desires, even if it meant destroying her own grandson's life for the sake of greed, money, and reputation. She had committed a heinous crime in the past and showed no remorse for it. In fact, she took pride in the fact that she had saved the family's reputation.  The crime she had committed remained a secret for many years, carefully hidden away from prying eyes. But her secret was put at risk when, Naira, entered the household. Naira was a curious and observant individual, and she was getting dangerously close to uncovering dadi's dark secret.  Realizing the threat Naira posed, dadi knew she had to take drastic measures to protect herself and her reputation. When someone discovers a crime from your past, you have to silence them. And that's exactly what she did, she silenced her. Dadi went to great lengths to keep Naira away from the house, even teaming up with Ranveer, that person who destroyed her grandson's life once, to portray Naira in a negative light to the rest of the family. Despite Naira's best efforts to uncover the truth and expose dadi's dark secret, she found herself constantly thwarted by the cunning grandmother.
Finally, after months of scheming and manipulation, Mrs. Kapoor's plan succeeded. The wedding day arrived, and dadi's smile of satisfaction was not only due to the successful execution of her plan, but also because she believed she had secured her secret forever.
She smiled evilly at the thought of it. She loudly called Swarna.
Dadi: Swarna jaake dekhna ki Ruchel ko koi help to nahi chaiye.
Swarna nodded and went to Ruchel's room.
Ruchel room
The bed was covered in a chaotic display of jewelry and makeup, while Ruchel sat in front of the mirror wearing her bridal lehenga. The room was filled with makeup artists and hairdressers, bustling around to get her ready. Ruchel's excitement for her wedding was palpable, as she eagerly urged the artists to work quickly with the approaching ceremony. Swarna entered the room abruptly, only to be taken aback by the sight before her. With a heavy sigh, she approached to offer her assistance. However, she couldn't help but sense an underlying darkness behind Ruchel's cheerful demeanor and apparent joy for the wedding. Deep down, Swarna suspected that Ruchel had some connection to what happened six month ago, something sinister. She helped her and went out of the room.

Kartik's room
The groom was standing before the mirror all ready in his wedding sherwani. His expression seemed to hold a multitude of emotions, leaving everyone uncertain whether he was overwhelmed with joy or burdened by sadness on this special day. The unexplained emotions hanging in the air added an extra layer of intrigue and complexity to the atmosphere.
In the room, where typically there would be joy, laughter, and teasing, the men of the house were present but an unusual silence filled the air. It wasn't that they were unhappy, but rather they couldn't understand their son's emotions. The atmosphere was heavy with unspoken questions, as they watched their usually vibrant and outgoing son retreat into himself.  Their son, Kartik, had always been a source of light and energy in their lives. His infectious laughter and mischievous spirit had brought joy to every corner of their home. But since that incident a cloud seemed to hang over him, casting a shadow on his once radiant personality. The men of the house, his father, uncle and friends were at a loss as to how to reach him.  They had tried everything they could think of to break through the walls Kartik had built around himself. They had offered their support, their love, and their understanding, but it seemed to bounce off him like raindrops on a windowpane. Because the one he needed was not with him. It was as if he had retreated into a world they couldn't access, leaving them feeling helpless and confused.  They longed to understand what was going on inside their son's mind. They yearned to bridge the gap that had formed between them, to bring back the laughter and joy that had once filled their home. But no matter how hard they tried, they couldn't decipher the emotions that seemed to consume Kartik.
Manish, unable to bear the sight of his son in such a condition, approached him and gently placed his hand on his shoulder. With a longing that had been building up for a while, he finally asked him the question he had been wanting to ask.
Manish: Kartik, beta tu khush to hai na is shaadi se
Kartik was startled by the question, causing him to pause momentarily before responding with a small smile that conveyed both dissatisfaction and reassurance.
Kartik: ha papa, yeh shaadi sahi hai, I can feel it it's the right decision.
In that moment, as Manish's arms enveloped Kartik, a sense of security washed over him. The warmth of his father's embrace provided a sanctuary from the chaos and uncertainty that had consumed his mind. It was as if all the worries and anxieties melted away, replaced by a profound sense of belonging.  Kartik had always admired his father's unwavering strength and resilience. Manish's smile, genuine and full of love, reassured Kartik that he was not alone in his struggles. It was a silent understanding between them, a bond that transcended words. In that embrace, Kartik found solace, knowing that his father would always be there to support him, no matter what.  As they held each other tightly, Kartik could feel the steady rhythm of his father's heartbeat. It was a comforting reminder of the unbreakable bond they shared. In that moment, Kartik's worries seemed insignificant, overshadowed by the overwhelming love and acceptance he felt from his father.  With each passing second, Kartik's longing for reassurance grew stronger. He yearned for the belief that everything would eventually fall into place, that the pieces of his life would align perfectly. And in that embrace, he found a glimmer of hope. Manish's unwavering love and support served as a beacon of light, guiding Kartik through the darkest of times.  In that brief yet profound moment, Kartik realized that he was not alone in his journey. He had a pillar of strength by his side, someone who believed in him wholeheartedly. The embrace became a symbol of their unbreakable bond, a testament to the power of love and familial connection.  As they finally released each other from their embrace, Kartik felt a renewed sense of determination.
After the men left the room, the groom finally had some time to himself. Kartik shut the door, his face once again devoid of any emotion. He longed to escape from it all, to be free. A sudden desire to leave overwhelmed him, but he knew that if he used the door, his grandmother would stop him. So, he opted for the safer route: the window. Swiftly, he descended and set off in search of tranquility.