After 3 days, it is the day of the marriage.Pandit : it is time bring the bride. நாà®à®¿ à®à®à¯à®¤à¯ பà¯à®£à¯à®£à¯ à® à®´à¯à®à¯à®à®¿à®à¯à®à¯ வாà®à¯à®à¯Swarna rushes to Priya who is in the changing room of the marriage hall. à®à¯à®µà®°à¯à®£à®¾ à®à®¯à®°à¯ à®à¯à®©à¯à®©à®µà¯à®à®©à¯ திரà¯à®®à®£ மணà¯à®à®ªà®¤à¯à®¤à®¿à®²à¯ மணமà®à®³à¯ à® à®±à¯à®¯à®¿à®²à¯ à®à®³à¯à®³ பிரியாவ௠஠ழà¯à®à¯à®à®à¯ à®à¯à®©à¯à®±à®¾à®³à¯.Swarna: come Priya, the Pandit is calling.And she leaves Priya out of the room and into the stage. பிரியா வா à®à®©à¯à®© à®à®¯à®°à¯ à®à¯à®ªà¯à®ªà®¿à®à¯à®à®¿à®±à®¾à®°à¯ à®à®©à¯à®©à¯ பிரியாவ௠திரà¯à®®à®£à®®à¯ à®®à¯à®à¯à®à¯à®à¯ à® à®´à¯à®¤à¯à®¤à¯à®à¯ à®à¯à®©à¯à®±à®¾à®²à¯ ஸà¯à®µà®°à¯à®£à®¾.Puvi looks at Priya as she shyly works towards his age with with her head down looking as beautiful as ever. There is a smile streching on his face has he looks at the soon to be wife sit near him Priya can feel puvi staring at her making her feel all shy.பà¯à®µà®¿ மணமà¯à®à¯à®¯à¯ நà¯à®à¯à®à®¿ வரà¯à®®à¯ பிரியாவ௠பாரà¯à®¤à¯à®¤à®¾à®©à¯ ஠வன௠மà¯à®à®¤à¯à®¤à®¿à®²à¯ à®à®°à¯ பà¯à®©à¯à®©à®à¯ à®à®°à¯à®¨à¯à®¤à®¤à¯ பிரியா மணமà¯à®à¯à®¯à¯ நà¯à®à¯à®à®¿ தலà¯à®à¯à®à¯ மிநà¯à®¤à®µà®¾à®±à¯ à®à®±à¯à®±à¯ வà¯à®à¯à®à®¤à¯à®¤à¯à®à®©à¯ நà®à®¨à¯à®¤à¯ வநà¯à®¤à®¾à®²à¯ பà¯à®µà®¿à®¯à®¿à®©à¯ à® à®°à¯à®à®¿à®²à¯ வநà¯à®¤ ஠மரà¯à®¨à¯à®¤à®¾à®²à¯ பிரியாவால௠பà¯à®µà®¿ தனà¯à®©à¯ பாரà¯à®¤à¯à®¤à¯à®à¯ à®à¯à®£à¯à®à®¿à®°à¯à®à¯à®à®¿à®±à®¾à®©à¯ à®à®©à¯à®ªà®¤à¯ à®à®£à®°à¯à®¨à¯à®¤à®¾à®³à¯.She is wearing a silk saree for the first time in her life, and she is certain that her soon-to-be husband deserves all the praise because it is the first time she has ever felt beautiful when she looks in the mirror. Balu murmurs in her ears, "You look stunning," and her face heats up as she smiles broadly. From behind them, a little child cranes her neck to look at her mother and points her hand at Vaidehi, saying, "See see the bride is blushing mom." "Shhhhh" her mother whispers, covering her mouth and smiling awkwardly at Balu and Vaidehi, who are staring at them with their heads turned back.஠வள௠வாழà¯à®à¯à®à¯à®¯à®¿à®²à¯ à®®à¯à®¤à®©à¯à®®à¯à®±à¯à®¯à®¾à® à®à®°à¯ பà®à¯à®à¯ à®à¯à®²à¯ ஠ணிநà¯à®¤à®¿à®°à¯à®à¯à®à®¿à®±à®¾à®³à¯, ஠வள௠விரà¯à®µà®¿à®²à¯ வரவிரà¯à®à¯à®à¯à®®à¯ à®à®£à®µà®©à¯ à®à®²à¯à®²à®¾ பà¯à®à®´à¯à®à¯à®à¯à®®à¯ தà®à¯à®¤à®¿à®¯à®¾à®©à®µà®³à¯ à®à®©à¯à®ªà®¤à®¿à®²à¯ à®à®±à¯à®¤à®¿à®¯à®¾à® à®à®³à¯à®³à®¾à®³à¯, à®à®©à¯à®©à¯à®±à®¾à®²à¯ ஠வள௠à®à®£à¯à®£à®¾à®à®¿à®¯à®¿à®²à¯ பாரà¯à®à¯à®à¯à®®à¯à®ªà¯à®¤à¯ ஠வள௠஠ழà®à®¾à® à®à®£à®°à¯à®¨à¯à®¤ à®®à¯à®¤à®²à¯ à®®à¯à®±à¯à®¯à®¾à®à¯à®®à¯. பà¯à®µà®¿ ஠வள௠à®à®¾à®¤à¯à®à®³à®¿à®²à¯ à®®à¯à®£à¯à®®à¯à®£à¯à®à¯à®à®¿à®±à®¾à®³à¯, " ந௠மிà®à®µà¯à®®à¯ à® à®´à®à®¾à® à®à®°à¯à®à¯à®à®¿à®±à®¾à®¯à¯", ஠வள௠பரநà¯à®¤ ஠ளவில௠பà¯à®©à¯à®©à®à¯à®à¯à®à¯à®®à¯à®ªà¯à®¤à¯ ஠வள௠வà¯à®à¯à®à®ªà¯à®ªà®à¯à®à®¾à®²à¯. ஠வரà¯à®à®³à¯à®à¯à®à¯à®ªà¯ பினà¯à®©à®¾à®²à¯ à®à®°à¯à®¨à¯à®¤à¯, à®à®°à¯ à®à®¿à®±à¯ à®à¯à®´à®¨à¯à®¤à¯ தன௠தாயà¯à®ªà¯ பாரà¯à®¤à¯à®¤à¯ பிரியாவ௠நà¯à®à¯à®à®¿ à®à¯à®¯à¯ à®à¯à®à¯à®à®¿à®à¯à®à®¾à®à¯à®à®¿, " à® à®®à¯à®®à®¾ மணமà®à®³à¯ வà¯à®à¯à®à®ªà¯à®ªà®à¯à®µà®¤à¯à®ªà¯ பாரà¯à®à¯à®à®³à¯" à®à®©à¯à®±à¯ à®à¯à®±à®¿à®©à®¾à®²à¯ ஠நà¯à®¤ à®à®¿à®±à¯à®®à®¿. "à®·à¯à®¹à¯à®¹à¯" ஠வளà¯à®à¯à®¯ தாயார௠஠நà¯à®¤ à®à®¿à®±à¯à®®à®¿à®¯à¯ à® à®®à¯à®¤à®¿à®¯à®¾à® à®à®°à¯à®à¯à®à®à¯ à®à¯à®©à¯à®©à®¾à®°à¯. "Getty melam getti melam! Mangalyam thandhunane na bava jeevana hethuna thanne badhrani shuba keerth Pon Jeeva sharagam shatham!" pandit chants as puvi ties the mangalyam around Priya's neck as Swarna lifts Priya's hair giving him access.à®à®¯à®°à¯ மநà¯à®¤à®¿à®°à®¤à¯à®¤à¯ வாà®à®¿à®à¯à® பà¯à®µà®¿ பிரியாவின௠à®à®´à¯à®¤à¯à®¤à®¿à®²à¯ தாலிய௠à®à®à¯à®à®¿à®©à®¾à®©à¯.Everyone around the marriage hall showers Holy rice on them.Puvi's father pats Priya's father, who is crying as he watches his only daughter getting married, and they both shower holy rice as blessings on them. The puvi stretches forward and wraps his hand around Priya's face, placing the kumkum to the middle of her forehead. With their hands bound together, they both stand up and move around the yagna. Puvi kneels and puts metti (ring for toe) on both of her legs, priya rests her leg on top of ammi, a stone. It English priya's father first bestows blessings on them as they go together. He takes them by the shoulders and says, "May God grant you both a happy life together." பிரியாவின௠தநà¯à®¤à¯à®¯à®¿à®©à¯ à®à®£à¯à®à®³à®¿à®²à¯ à®à®°à¯à®¨à¯à®¤à¯ à®à®£à¯à®£à¯à®°à¯ வà®à®¿à®¨à¯à®¤à®¤à¯ à®à®©à¯à®©à¯à®±à®¾à®²à¯ பல வரà¯à®à®®à¯ பிரியாவிறà¯à®à¯ மாபà¯à®ªà®¿à®³à¯à®³à¯ à®à®¿à®à¯à®à¯à®à®¾à®®à®²à¯ à®à®°à¯à®¨à¯à®¤à®¤à¯ à®à®°à¯ வழியா஠஠வளà¯à®à¯à®à¯ à®à®¿à®à¯à®¤à¯à®¤à¯à®µà®¿à®à¯à®à¯ ஠த௠மà®à¯à®à¯à®®à®¿à®²à¯à®²à®¾à®®à®²à¯ தன௠à®à®°à¯ à®®à®à®³à®¾à®© பிரியாவிறà¯à®à¯ திரà¯à®®à®£à®®à¯ நலà¯à®²à®ªà®à®¿à®¯à®¾à® நà®à®¨à¯à®¤à¯ à®®à¯à®à®¿à®¨à¯à®¤à¯ விà®à¯à®à®¤à¯ à®à®©à®¿à®®à¯à®²à¯ பிரியா ஠வளà¯à®à¯à®¯ பà¯à®à¯à®¨à¯à®¤ வà¯à®à¯à®à®¿à®²à¯à®¤à®¾à®©à¯ வாழப௠பà¯à®à®¿à®±à®¾à®°à¯ à®à®© à®à®©à®¨à¯à®¤ à®à®£à¯à®£à¯à®°à¯à®à®©à¯ à®à®¾à®£à®ªà¯à®ªà®à¯à®à®¾à®°à¯ ஠பà¯à®ªà¯à®´à¯à®¤à¯ ஠வரà¯à®à¯à®à¯ தà¯à®³à®¿à®²à¯ தà®à¯à®à®¿à®¯à®ªà®à®¿ பà¯à®µà®¿à®¯à®¿à®©à¯ தநà¯à®¤à¯ à®à®±à¯à®¤à®²à¯ à®à¯à®±à®¿à®©à®¾à®°à¯. பà¯à®µà®¿ பிரியாவின௠நà¯à®±à¯à®±à®¿à®¯à®¿à®²à¯ à®à¯à®à¯à®à¯à®®à®¤à¯à®¤à¯ வà¯à®¤à¯à®¤à®¾à®©à¯ பிறà®à¯ à®à®°à¯à®µà®°à¯à®®à¯ à®à¯à®à¯à®°à¯à®¤à¯à®¤à¯ à®à®´à¯à®¨à¯à®¤à¯ நினà¯à®±à®©à®°à¯. பà¯à®µà®¿ பிரியாவின௠à®à®¾à®²à¯à®µà®¿à®°à®²à¯ à®®à¯à®à¯à®à®¿ பà¯à®à¯à®µà®¤à®±à¯à®à®¾à® à® à®®à¯à®®à®¿à®à¯à®à®²à¯ à®®à¯à®¤à¯ வà¯à®¤à¯à®¤à¯ à®®à¯à®à¯à®à®¿ பà¯à®à¯à®à¯ விà®à¯à®à®¾à®©à¯ (஠த௠à®à®°à¯ தமிழ௠பணà¯à®ªà®¾à®à¯ ).He could understand how difficult it must be for his wife to leave behind the life she had always known and depart so suddenly.His wifeâthose words brought him a sense of joy. His wife.They pulled away from the embrace, wiping away their tears, as Priya and Puvi bowed to seek blessings from Puviâs parents.âStay blessed and happy, dear ones,â his parents said warmly, lifting them gently by their shoulders.âDonât worry, dear. We will treat you like our own daughter and take care of you. You have nothing to fear,â Puviâs mother reassured Priya, brushing away the stray tears on her face.Priya responded with a grateful smile before embracing her.Watching them, Puvi couldnât help but feel a pang of jealousy. He had imagined that after marriage, it would be him holding Priya close, not his mother.Avoiding his motherâs gaze, he adjusted the garland around his neck.஠வள௠தனத௠வாழà¯à®¨à®¾à®³à®¿à®²à¯ வாழà¯à®¨à¯à®¤ à®à®à®¤à¯à®¤à¯ விà®à¯à®à¯à®ªà¯ பிரிநà¯à®¤à¯ பà¯à®µà®¤à¯ à®à®à®¿à®©à®®à¯ à®à®©à¯à®ªà®¤à¯ ஠வன௠பà¯à®°à®¿à®¨à¯à®¤à¯à®à¯à®£à¯à®à®¾à®©à¯.஠வன௠மனà¯à®µà®¿ â à®à®¨à¯à®¤ வாரà¯à®¤à¯à®¤à¯à®à®³à¯ ஠வனà¯à®à¯à®à¯à®³à¯ à®à®°à¯ à®à®©à®¿à®®à¯à®¯à®¾à®© à®à®£à®°à¯à®µà¯ à®à®±à¯à®ªà®à¯à®¤à¯à®¤à®¿à®©. ஠வன௠மனà¯à®µà®¿!஠வரà¯à®à®³à¯ à®à®à¯à®à®¿à®ªà¯à®ªà®¿à®à®¿à®ªà¯à®ªà®¤à¯ à®®à¯à®à®¿à®¤à¯à®¤à¯, à®à®£à¯à®à®³à®¿à®²à¯ à®à®±à®¿à®¯ à®à®£à¯à®£à¯à®°à¯ தà¯à®à¯à®¤à¯à®¤à®©à®°à¯. பினà¯à®©à®°à¯, பிரியா மறà¯à®±à¯à®®à¯ பà¯à®µà®¿ பà¯à®µà®¿à®¯à®¿à®©à¯ பà¯à®±à¯à®±à¯à®°à®¿à®à®®à¯ à®à®à¯à®°à¯à®µà®¾à®¤à®®à¯ à®à¯à®à¯à® à®®à¯à®©à¯à®¨à¯à®¤à®©à®°à¯."நà¯à®à¯à®à®³à¯ à®à®ªà¯à®ªà¯à®¤à¯à®®à¯ à®à®¨à¯à®¤à¯à®·à®®à®¾à® à®à®à¯à®°à¯à®µà®¤à®¿à®à¯à®à®ªà¯à®ªà®à®à¯à®à¯à®®à¯, à®à¯à®à¯à®à®¿à®à®³à¯," பà¯à®µà®¿à®¯à®¿à®©à¯ பà¯à®±à¯à®±à¯à®°à¯ பà¯à®©à¯à®©à®à¯à®¯à¯à®à®©à¯ à®à¯à®±à®¿, ஠வரà¯à®à®³à¯ தà¯à®³à¯à®à®³à®¿à®²à¯ தà¯à®à¯à®à®¿à®©à®°à¯."à®à®µà®²à¯à®ªà¯à®ªà®à®¾à®¤à¯ மா, à®à®©à¯à®©à¯ à®à®à¯à®à®³à¯ à®à¯à®¨à¯à®¤ à®®à®à®³à®¾à®à®µà¯ பாரà¯à®à¯à®à®ªà¯ பà¯à®à®¿à®±à¯à®®à¯. à®à®¤à®±à¯à®à¯à®®à¯ à®à®µà®²à¯à®ªà¯à®ªà® வà¯à®£à¯à®à®¾à®®à¯, நாà®à¯à®à®³à¯ à®à®ªà¯à®ªà¯à®¤à¯à®®à¯ à®à®©à¯à®©à¯ à®à®µà®©à®¿à®¤à¯à®¤à¯à®à¯à®à¯à®³à¯à®µà¯à®®à¯," à®à®©à¯à®±à¯ பà¯à®µà®¿à®¯à®¿à®©à¯ தாயà¯, பிரியாவின௠à®à®£à¯à®à®³à®¿à®²à¯ வழிநà¯à®¤ à®à®£à¯à®£à¯à®°à¯ à®®à¯à®¤à¯à®µà®¾à®à®¤à¯ தà¯à®à¯à®¤à¯à®¤à®¾à®³à¯.பிரியா நனà¯à®±à®¿à®¯à¯à®à®©à¯ பà¯à®©à¯à®©à®à¯ à®à¯à®¯à¯à®¤à¯à®µà®¿à®à¯à®à¯ ஠வளà¯à®¯à¯à®®à¯ à®à®à¯à®à®¿à®à¯à®à¯à®£à¯à®à®¾à®³à¯.஠தà¯à®ªà¯ பாரà¯à®¤à¯à®¤ பà¯à®µà®¿à®à¯à®à¯à®³à¯ à®à®±à¯à®±à¯ பà¯à®±à®¾à®®à¯ à®à®´à¯à®¨à¯à®¤à®¤à¯. à®à®²à¯à®¯à®¾à®£à®¤à¯à®¤à®¿à®±à¯à®à¯à®ªà¯ பிறà®à¯ பிரியாவ௠மà¯à®¤à®²à®¿à®²à¯ à®à®à¯à®à®¿à®ªà¯à®ªà®¿à®à®¿à®ªà¯à®ªà®¤à¯ தனà®à¯à®à®¾à®à®¤à¯à®¤à®¾à®©à¯ à®à®©à¯à®±à¯ ஠வன௠நினà¯à®¤à¯à®¤à®¿à®°à¯à®¨à¯à®¤à®¾à®©à¯, à®à®à¯à®à¯ ஠தறà¯à®à¯ பதிலா஠பிரியாவ௠தன௠தாய௠஠ரவணà¯à®¤à¯à®¤à¯ à®à®°à¯à®ªà¯à®ªà®¤à¯ பாரà¯à®¤à¯à®¤à®¾à®©à¯ .஠வன௠஠மà¯à®®à®¾à®µà®¿à®©à¯ பாரà¯à®µà¯à®¯à¯ தவிரà¯à®¤à¯à®¤à¯, தனத௠à®à®´à¯à®¤à¯à®¤à®¿à®²à®¿à®°à¯à®¨à¯à®¤ மாலà¯à®¯à¯ à®à¯à®°à¯à®à¯à®¯à¯à®¤à®¾à®©à¯.
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