A tale of bonding between two beautiful individuals.
Abhinav falls in love with Samskruthi; a naive, traditional young lady from an orthodox Brahmin-Iyer family.
How do they carry their relationship? How do their families oblige?
What is destiny's...
"The bride has to say it first. Come on Samskruthi." his cousins demanded. They were at the doorstep of his house and the couple were asked to tell eachother's name before she knocked the tumbler filled with rice kept on the door frame on entering the house. "You children always play around. The two of them should go in before Rahukala and it's already 6:00.Don't trouble them now" scolded his aunt. Chaya and one of Abhinav's cousins did the aarathi(a practice which is followed to avoid bad omens after an auspicious occasion). "Abhinav... " she said and smiled lowering her lashes as everyone cheered and Abhinav did the same.
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She then set her right foot inside and entered the house. Her house. The place where she would spend the rest of her life with her love, her husband.
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He looked at her and then the entire place like he was seeing it for the first time and took a deep breath. "So this is it. Welcome home Mrs. Abhinav." She giggled and before she could say anything, the ladies called her to the prayer room. She was asked to light the lamp and was given vermilion and turmeric to apply to her forehead and the mangalasutra once again.
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