The haldi ceremony unfolded in a whirlwind of colors and laughter, echoing the love and excitement surrounding Roohi and Rohit's union. Amidst the vibrant decorations and cheerful chatter, Roohi found herself enveloped in the warmth of her family's embrace.
Her grandmother, adorned in traditional attire, approached with a mischievous glint in her eye. "Time to add a little more haldi, dear," she said, dabbing a generous amount on Roohi's forehead, her touch gentle yet filled with affectionate teasing.
Roohi laughed, her cheeks flushed with happiness as her cousins joined in, smearing haldi on her hands and singing playful wedding songs. Amidst the joyful chaos, Rohit watched with adoration, his heart swelling with love for the spirited woman who would soon be his wife.
As the festivities continued, Rohit's mother, dressed in an elegant saree, approached Roohi with a necklace passed down through generations. "Welcome to our family," she whispered, fastening the delicate chain around Roohi's neck, her eyes shimmering with unspoken blessings.
Rohit, witnessing the exchange, felt a surge of gratitude for the bond forming between the two most important women in his life. He stepped forward, his hand outstretched to Roohi. "Shall we continue our journey?" he asked softly, his eyes locked on hers.
Roohi nodded, her heart racing with anticipation as they retreated to a quiet corner of the courtyard, away from the bustling crowd. The air was fragrant with the scent of marigolds and the promise of new beginnings.
Rohit took Roohi's hand in his, the touch sending a thrill through both their hearts. With deliberate tenderness, he wiped a stray streak of haldi from her cheek, his touch lingering as he traced the curve of her jawline.
"You are the most beautiful woman I've ever known," he murmured, his voice low with emotion.
Roohi's breath caught in her throat, her eyes sparkling with unshed tears of happiness. "And you," she whispered back, her fingers threading through his, creating a bond that transcended words.
In the backdrop of their whispered confessions, friends and family continued to celebrate, their laughter and songs echoing in the distance. Each moment, whether shared with loved ones or stolen in quiet intimacy, deepened the tapestry of love between Roohi and Rohit.
As the night wore on, beneath the canopy of stars and surrounded by the love of their families, Roohi and Rohit found themselves alone once more. The air was filled with a sense of quiet reverence as they stood together, their hearts beating in sync with the rhythm of the universe.
In that serene moment, with the fragrance of haldi lingering in the air, Roohi and Rohit's lips met in a tender kiss—a promise of forever sealed amidst the warmth of their intertwined souls and the love that had blossomed amidst the festivities.
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Missing piece of her
Fanfictionthe story revolves around Roohi Birla , daughter of our beloved neirohi