What will happen when two hearts meet once again?
Vihaan Malhotra - "In a Universe of endless possibilities, her being mine was an exception"
Rayna Sharma - "I am not the Jealous type, but what's mine is mine. End of story."
When they made a deal to...
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Today was the day of my Mehendi and Sangeet ceremony, and I was super excited! The sun was shining, and everyone was buzzing with happiness. As I walked into the venue, I saw colorful decorations everywhere, making everything look so festive and fun.
I wore the most beautiful lehenga I had ever seen. It was stunning, with delicate botanical details in soft mint and gold. The embroidery was intricate, yet the lehenga felt light and comfy, which was perfect for me. I couldn't help but adore the cute animals like giraffes, squirrels, and tigers embroidered on it. And the best part? The blouse had two cranes kissing each other, which was super sweet and romantic, perfect for my Mehendi ceremony.
Its soft mint and gold hues, along with the intricate botanical details, made me feel like a princess.
As I reached the venue I couldn't help but smile as I admired the adorable animals embroidered on the lehenga
I sat down with my friends and family, and two Mehendi artists started to work their magic on my hands and arms. The henna paste smelled kinda earthy, but it was cool to watch as they created intricate designs.
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The Mehendi ceremony was supposed to be fun, but sitting still for hours was driving me crazy! I had been in the same spot for what felt like forever, and my patience was wearing thin. The intricate designs on my hands were beautiful, but I just wanted to move! I tried to distract myself by chatting with everyone, but even they were starting to bore me. I couldn't help but feel frustrated as the time dragged on. "I'm hungry," I whined, feeling like I was about to lose my mind if I didn't get a break soon. That's when I had an idea. "Sammyyyyy" I called Samyak, "can you please feed me some snacks? I can't move, but I'm starving!" I ordered Samyak with my sugarcoating voice while my eyes screamed anger towards him.
He looked at me with surprise and fear but quickly jumped into action, fetching plates of samosas and sweets for me to nibble on. As he fed me, I felt a little better. Soon Bhaiya- Bhabhi, Veer, Ahan, Kritika and Navya joined us. They fed me every kind of food and sweets and kept me hydrating. I felt much better now, but I was still annoyed at being stuck in one place for so long. "Ugh, I can't take this anymore," I muttered under my breath, wishing the Mehendi artist would hurry up and finish already.
Eventually, after what felt like an eternity, the designs were finally done. I let out a sigh of relief as I stretched my arms, feeling grateful to be able to move again. Despite the frustration, I knew that the Mehendi ceremony was an important part of our traditions, and I was glad to have shared it with my family.
While I waited for the Mehendi to dry, my friends and I chatted and laughed, making the time fly by. But My back, shoulders, and leg gave up and started hurting a lot. Noticing my discomfort Addu Bhahiya ordered my three banders to give me massage. Veer massaged my shoulders, Samyak my head, and Ahan my legs.
