PART 🦋 I

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Chapter 1

A woman in her late twenties sat on the chair placed in front of the big mirror. Dark green nauvari saree with red cotton shawl wrapped around her hands from behind, gold ornaments enhancing her beauty with green bangles dangling on her henna stained hands and heavy silver anklets with a nose ring , a perfect bridal look.

Not forgetting the Mundavalya tied on her forehead. It is the first noticeable adornment that sets the Marathi brides apart from the rest. It is a pearl-studded string ornament tied horizontally across the forehead with two vertical strings dangling down from both the sides.

A perfect marathi bridal look.

Siya, the Eldest daughter of Chauhan family from a middle class family is getting married to the Eldest son of BHANUSHALI which is the richest family in India.

The only thing which occupied her mind for one week was how her family agreed to marry her off into a different family than her. She is a marathi mulgi while he belongs to Rajput family.

Inter Caste marriage was highly not acceptable in her family.

Maybe because the groom's side family is rich or say richest in India. Which idiot can 'no' when the Chairman itself came with the alliance of his Eldest grandson.

Just a week ago she was a normal single teacher who did 9-4 job and now she is gonna be a married woman not forgetting the man she is gonna marry is her ex boyfriend and no one in her family knows about this.

The motive behind the marriage is still unfolded the last time she saw him was a decade ago on that night. The boy she met a few years ago is completely different from the man she met a week ago.

She didn't talk to him nor did he try to initiate the conversation. She didn't know what to talk and he didn't want to talk. The only time she met him was during the pre-wedding ritual which includes engagement and that too he dashed out as soon as he slid the ring in her ring finger without glancing back at her.

His actions made her conclude that this marriage is not in favour of him. There were many moments where she wanted to confront him but never got the chance to do so and now she is standing in front of him where only a white cloth is barrier between them while the priest is chanting some mantras.

The white cloth is placed between the bride and groom as a curtain where the cloth is held from the both ends not allowing both bride and groom to see each other.

स्वस्ति श्री गणनायकं गजमुखम, मोरेश्वरम सिद्धीधम ।

बल्लाळो मुरुडम विनायकमहम चिन्तामणि स्थेवरम।

लेण्याद्री गिरीजात्मकम सुरवरदम विघ्नेश्वरम् ओझरम ।

ग्रामो रांजण संस्थीतम गणपति।

कुर्या सदा मंगलम शुभ मंगल सावधान।।१।।

Soon the rice grains were rained on them signifying the first step towards their marriage. All the pre wedding rituals and wedding rituals are according to a maharashtrian wedding.

गंगा सिंधु सरस्वतीच यमुना,गोदावरी नर्मदा ।

कावेरी शरयू महेंद्रतनया शर्मण्वति वेदीका ।

शिप्रा वेञवती महासूर नदी,ख्याता गया गंडकी।

पुर्णा पुर्ण जलै, समुद्र सरीता।

कुर्या सदा मंगलम शुभ मंगल सावधान।।२।।

After each mantra the rice grains fall on the bride and groom. Everyone present in the hall has to take a handful of rice, sometimes coloured in different colours and has to throw a few grains of rice on the couple after every mantra ends.

लक्ष्मी कैस्तुभ परिजातक सुरा धन्वंतरीश्वचंद्रमा।

गाव कामदुधा सरेश्वर गजो, रंभादिदेवांगना ।

अश्क सप्त मखो विषम हरिधनु शंखो मृतम चांबुधे ।

रत्नानीह चतुर्दश प्रतिदिनम,कुर्वतु वो मंगलम।

कुर्या सदा मंगलम शुभ मंगल सावधान।।३।।

Raining the rice grains on the bride and groom is an important ritual in marathi weddings. It signifies peace and is said to be auspicious .

रामो राजमणी सदा विजयते रामम्।

रमेशम भजे रामेणाभिहता निशाचरचमु।

रामाय तस्मै नमः।

रामान्नस्ति परायणम् परतम् रामस्य दासोराम्यहम्

रामे चित्तलय सद भवतु मे भी राम मामुघ्दर।

कुर्या सदा मंगलम शुभ मंगल सावधान।।४।।

Fourth step towards marriage. The father of the bride is happy seeing his daughter being married in a well renowned family of India, his eyes shedding tears looking at his daughter who was his 'little Gudiya' yesterday is going to be someone's wife today.

राणा भिमक रुक्मीणीस नयनी, देखोनी चिंता करी ।

हि कन्या सगुणा वरा नृपवरा, कवणासी म्या दिईजे।

आता एक विचार कृष्ण नवरा ,त्यासी समर्पु म्हणे।

रुख्मी पुञ वडील त्यासी पुसणे ।

कुर्या सदा मंगलम शुभ मंगल सावधान।।५।।

The only thing Siya is going to miss is her father's unconditional love. Her mother also loved her but only when she behaved like a puppet, she never felt much attached to her mother nor her younger brother. Her brother was a spoiled brat ,where he gets whatever he wants and can do whatever he wants because he is a boy and Siya has to think about her family, the society, the relatives and neighbours dog even before breathing because she is a girl, This is the mindset her mother has.

लाभो संतती संपदा बहु तुम्हा,लाभोतही सद्रुण ।

साधोनि स्थिर कर्मयोग अपुल्या, व्हा बांधवा भूषण।

सारे राष्ट्रधुरिण हेचि कथिती किर्ति करा उज्वल।

गा ग्रहास्याश्रम हा तुम्हा वधूवरा देवो सदा मंगलम् ।

कुर्या सदा मंगलम शुभ मंगल सावधान।।६।।

New life , new people, new family and new relations but same old mindset.

विष्णूला फमला शिवसी गिरीजा, कृष्णा जशी रुक्मिणी।

सिंधुला सरिता तरुसि लतिका,चंद्रा जशी रोहिणी ।

रामासी जनकात्मजा प्रिया जशी, सवित्री सत्यवरता ।

तैशि ही वधु सजिरी वरीतसे, हर्ष वरासी आता।

कुर्या सदा मंगलम शुभ मंगल सावधान।।७।।

Last few minutes as Siya Chauhan.

The cloth which was acting as a curtain is now removed. The priest asks them to sit on the wooden stool which is placed on the stage facing each other.

Reyansh gazes at her after settling down on the wooden stool, finding her looking down. He moves his gaze from her eyes to her nose which has a nose ring, not the one the ladies in his family wear a different one.

"Kunku bhara"

(Fill the vermillion)

the priest says, forwarding a box filled with vermillion.

He takes the silver coin in his hand, dips it in the vermillion box and applies the vermillion in her hairline which was on the coin.

"Mangalsutra ghala"

(Tie the nuptial chain)

priest says handing him the nuptial chain , Now he places the nuptial chain on her neck tying it behind. Soon he slides a pair of rings in her both index toe, the most important thing which signifies a married woman in several parts of India.

And now she is officially Mrs. SIYA REYANSH BHANUSHALI.

Taking the blessings of elders and few relatives they decided to bid a farewell. The wedding was not grand, only a few minimal things and rituals with minimal relatives and not forgetting the tons of bodyguards.

It's still a secret that the Eldest heir of BV GROUPS is getting married.

Vikram bhanushali established BV hotels making it successfully reach Higher peak then his son Manoj bhanushali launched a new branch of BV jewelleries and his son, the Eldest heir launched a new branch of BV GROUPS called BV PERFUMES.

And these three branches come under BV GROUPS which are managed by three brothers while they manage their respective branches individually.

Vidaai.

Mr.chauhan cries hugging his daughter, Siya cries seeing tears in her father's eyes. The one thing she hates the most is seeing tears in her father's eyes.

Her mother hugged her patting her head ' Be a good daughter in law' her cries grew harder hearing the words her mother spoke. Since childhood she always carved for the motherly love which her brother received but she couldn't.

She sits in the car beside her husband who is looking at his phone crossing his legs. The white sherwani which had few diamonds glued on it and looking at the shine of diamonds they seemed real, was paired with plain white dhoti making him look more attractive than he already was. His left shoulder had a silk shawl hanging on it which was tied with her end of the saree pallu.

She again breaks into soft sobs remembering the last words her father spoke.

'kalji ghe bala'

(Take care baby)

"Shut your mouth" his voice was cold yet sharp, sending shivers down her body. Ohh, how she wished to hear his soothing voice which once used to give butterflies in her stomach but to her surprise his voice became deep and husky and it sounded cold, so cold just like his personality.

She wipes her tears with the tissue paper trying to control the tears which are failing to stay in her eyes. She never knew he could be this cold with her.

The boy who hated to see tears in her eyes back then is the same man who is the reason behind her tears now.

He is not the same reyansh she met, he is not the same reyansh she loved, once.

She wanted to voice out her feelings but growing up she mastered the art of being silent even if you have a storm in your mind you have to keep your feelings unspoken.

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