"mehendi"

It was a beautiful wedding hall. Strings of flowers everywhere and intricate decorations were clearly indicating all the pomp and show of the wedding. There was joy and happiness on every side. Every one's face was happy. Ther bride and groom were sitting at their designated places in the pavilion and pandit ji was getting all the wedding rituals completed. The groom's face was normal but there was neither happiness nor excitement on the bride's face. Amidst the wedding rituals, the groom's face would spontaneously turn towards her, but it was as if the bride was not even there. She was reluctantly completing all the rituals. The rituals took place one after the other. After the rounds, as soon as the moment of donating vermilion came. She glanced at the groom, the groom's eyes also fell on her, as if everything stopped for a moment. Looking at the girl, it seemed as if she would run away if she got a chance. Then her eyes went to her parents and her eyes became moist after seeing them. She blinked her eyelids slowly and in the meantime the vermilion donation and other rituals were also completed. Now pandit ji, asked both of them to take blessings from the family members. The bride hugged her mother and started sobbing. Her friend Rashmi standing next to Prabha, said to Prabha: "Fate also plays such a strange game, yesterday she was so excited about her marriage that today she is fulfilling all the rituals just to name a few. While everyone knows how lovingly she had got his name written on her hand with mehendi... But, fate..." But perhaps she did not realize that Meenal was standing behind her at that moment and had heard all his words. The time for Meenal's departure had almost come and finally, within on time, Meenal also bid farewell. Meenal's mother's eyes were moist. Suddenly she turned back and saw Meenal's father Mr. Amrinder Verma standing behind her. She immediately hugged him, seeing this Amrinder ji consoled her and said, " Don't worry... I'm sure Vikram will take good care of our daughter." She was relieved after hearing this, but at the same time, how could she forget what Meenal had gone through in these two days? Here, Meenal and Vikram's car was going towards Devghar. There was silence in the whole car. Vikram would sneak a look at Meenal. But, Meenal it seemed as if she was wandering within herself. Looking at Vikram, it seemed as if he wanted to talk to her but he was not able to understand where to start. Meenal's eyes were outside the car. Today was the full moon night. The moon in the sky was looking really beautiful. Next to Vikram too, his bride was as beautiful as the moon. But, what about the moon which had gone away from Meenal's sight. While Vikram's eyes were looking at the moon while following the Meenal's eyes. Suddenly she heard a tune of song or she felt his eyes falling on the mehendi in her hand and a few drops of tears fell on her palm. "Mehendi pyar wali haathon par lagaogi ghar mere bad ger ka basaogi." Then Vikram's eyes also went towards Meena And he said boldly, " are you ok." Hearing this, Meenal didn't know what came to her mind and she immediately hugged Vikram. Vikram remained stunned for a moment. He didn't even expect this. Meenal's hands were tightly hold Vikram. Vikram also felt like hugging her. But somehow he stopped himself. Actually he had seen Meenal's tears in abundance. He didn't say anything for a while. But after sometime finally he spoke. " Meenal that driver is looking here only." Hearing this her trance broke and quickly she moved away from Vikram. For a moment, sometimes her eyes went to the driver and sometime on Vikram. Now she closed her eyes for a moment and started looking outside again. From time to time she will also glance at Vikram. Vikram was also watching her actions. But he was trying his best to be oblivious. Then suddenly the driver stopped the car.