Part 6 – The Shaadi


“One more hour.”


She whispered, holding the phone close to her chest, as she glanced outside the window from the presidential suite at the Oberoi.  


The Oberoi, Gurgaon, was the venue they had selected for their Shaadi and for the Reception tomorrow evening. The resort referred to itself as “an island of green and blue”, which was a precise description. A vast urban modern sanctuary, surrounded by vibrant green walls and reflection pools spread throughout the property.


“Your soon to be husband is only a few minutes away with the Baraat in tow. I hope my soon to be wife is ready!”


She smiled, looking at the text that just arrived.


“She has been ready for an hour now, waiting to see her soon to be husband. Less than an hour left till I see my prince at midnight.”


Khushi glanced at her reflection in the mirror, unable to believe that it was her.  She looked every bit a bride, from her traditional kundan jewelry down to her gold and diamond studded strappy heeled Jimmy Choos. The designer lehenga, custom made to fit her like a glove, hugged her hips, flaring out at the bottom.  The red cascading up to lighter hues of pink silk, embellished with stones, zari, and pearls with a green thick border. Every inch detailed to perfection, not only on the lehenga but also the short choli with an open back and multi layered dupattas.


She had yet to see such a stylish piece on another bride, and what made this entire ensemble special was the fact that it was from Arnav. During her wedding shopping, his designer friend who also was an Wharton alumni, showed her this piece that Arnav had expressed interest in when he was in Delhi. While she had the option to choose any lehenga, but she had fallen in love with this immediately knowing this was his choice.


Now, she couldn’t wait for him to see her.




“Forty-five more minutes.”


He whispered, looking at his new watch that shimmered in the dark, as the car pulled up to the resort. His family had already gathered outside, singing and dancing as part of the Baraat.  


The anticipation of seeing her, the wedding itself, had him on edge today. And seeing the craziness outside waiting for him, he would rather sit inside the Bentley until it was time for the ceremony.  


While his family and Khushi wanted him to ride in on a horse, he declined in true ASR form and made his own arrangements to arrive here.  


Arnav Singh Raizada on a horse, that too wearing a cream colored Sherwani embroidered with Lucknowi work, paired with a Jamawar shawl, was not going to happen. While he wasn’t a fan of hanging the shawl on his shoulder, he did it to make her happy. She had specifically selected this for him, and after what happened when he first refused to wear a kurta for the Mehendi, he decided it was best to go along rather than against it.


And now, he couldn’t wait for her to see him.


He took a deep breath, composing himself, as Aakash opened the door for him.


“So Bhai, are you ready to get shackled down, losing the eligible bachelor title? After tomorrow’s press release, many hearts are going to break…”


“You better not let your Behena hear you say that, otherwise she might terminate your existence. I just want to get this wedding over with, so I can go off on my honeymoon with my wife. Have fun in my absence, little brother.”  He laughed, squeezing Aakash’s shoulder.


Anjali walked towards them holding an excited Adi, who was up way past his bedtime. He looked around in glee, as everyone danced with the music blaring around them.


“Let’s go you two, we need to go inside now to get ready for the ceremony. There isn’t much time till midnight.”


Without waiting for them, Arnav took Aditya out of Anjali’s hands and started walking ahead.


“Most men want to run away on their wedding day, but Bhai is running towards his wedding.”


Anjali smacked his arm, and they both started laughing and dancing following Arnav.


And if they weren’t mistaken, their brother had danced a few steps with Adi as he joined the others.


“It’s so nice to see him so happy, I can’t believe my Chote is getting married.”








“Where are these girls? We only have thirty minutes.”  


Khushi paced around in the suite, and upon hearing the door open, she slowly walked towards them holding up her heavy lehenga that was weighing her down.


“Khushi, you look so pretty.” Lavanya exclaimed, admiring her.


“Why are you guys late? There isn’t much time left, we need to go down now…”


Anjali shook her head, and put her hand on Khushi’s shoulder.  


“Khushi relax, you are not going to be late, no one is going to allow that to happen. You will see him exactly at midnight, promise our dear Rajkumari.”


Khushi smiled at her friend, and relaxed, when she hugged her.


“Thank you. All three of you look so beautiful.” She said, looking at the women dressed in their finest sarees and jewelry.


“You are the most beautiful bride I have ever seen! Wait till Arnav Bhai sees you, and you see him.”  Payal said softly, engulfing her in a hug.  


As they made their way down the elevator walking towards the Grand Ballroom, she smiled as they kept her distracted filling her in from the Haldi to Arnav dancing outside with the Baraat right before they came upstairs.  


But her heart could only think of one thing… Arnav.


She entered the Ballroom from the back entrance, where everyone from the bride’s side waited to greet the baraat.  Her mother came to help her, while the other three ladies went back outside to join the Baraat.


Shashi and Garima smiled at their daughter, who resembled a princess, decked up as a bride. The moment they had dreamt of since she was born, was finally here. They wrapped their arm around her from each side, hugging her before the ceremony started.  


Khushi impatiently stood behind everyone, as they blocked her from being seen with the doors opening to the ballroom.


“Ten more minutes.”


Arnav thought to himself, glancing again at his watch, as he stood to the side waiting for the doors to open. Today was a day about patience and waiting, but now he was beyond that, wanting to barge inside to see her.     


He sighed, as the doors opened, ready to march in to find the woman he was eager to see. But Anjali wrapped her hand around his arm, slowing him down.


“Arrey, slowly, first Khushi’s mother has to take your aarti.”  She softly said to him, and smiled.


Garima smiled at Arnav as she did his aarti, then applied a small tilak on his forehead. After she showered him with flowers, she welcomed them all inside the venue. Both families greeted each other, as happiness and laughter flowed in the air.  


Moments later, the countdown began to ring in the New Year, but for two people the significance of the countdown was slightly different.


Arnav closed his eyes, standing in place, per instructions thrown at him by his family. His heart starting to pick up its pace, but he slightly relaxed, taking in a familiar scent approaching him.


Khushi closed her eyes, taking slow steps towards him with her mother leading the way. She fidgeted with her pallu, but smiled feeling his presence as she came closer to him. She stopped, feeling her mother squeeze her shoulder.


They now stood in front of each other, with their eyes closed desperately wanting to open them. Everyone around them, counting down to the last ten seconds, as they counted along softly.


“Ten, nine, eight, seven, six…”


“Khushi, give me your hand…”


He whispered, seeking out for her hand and finding them directly ahead of him. She squeezed his hand tighter in acknowledgement, as they counted the final five seconds.


“Five, four, three, two, one!”


They opened their eyes, adjusting their blurred vision and smiled brightly at each other, as their heart raced rapidly.


“Happy New Year!” They all shouted, the noisemakers blasting, claps resonating around them.


He took her hand closer to his, softly kissing her palm on top of the jewelry that adorned it before letting go of her hand.  


As she stepped back, he took in her appearance. His hand automatically covered his mouth, swallowing the lump in his throat. His heart skipped a beat, as he held his breath. Was that his Khushi? She looked so different, majestic, as she stood gracefully in front of him. Arnav Singh Raizada was blown away by the stunning beauty in front of him.


She shook her head slowly, seeing his eyes filled with fresh tears, which reflected hers. He nodded, pushing back the tears, as did she.


Her Arnav stood in front of her, looking elegant just as she had imagined he would. When she selected his attire for their shaadi, she didn’t expect him to go through with it but he did. She smiled at the shawl draped over his shoulder, then gazed up at him, awestruck at the handsome man who was about to become her husband.


“Should we start the Varmala ritual?”   


They forced their gaze away, hearing Nani, to see everyone around them getting ready.  


She glanced up at him, feeling her cheeks burning at the intensity of his gaze fixed on her. She looked away blushing, taking the garland being handed to her by Payal.  


He curved his lips, catching her cheeks change color. Just as he was about to lean his head down, he felt himself being lifted in the air by NK and Aman. And seeing her frowning, he laughed. It was nice to see she was also impatient.  


“I could easily walk away, then see what ASR does to you both if you don’t put him down.”  


She raised her eyebrow at the two men holding him up, who had no intention of putting him down. Just as she was about to turn away, she gasped when Aakash came over raising her up and perched her on his shoulder.


“Why worry when your Bhaiya is here? Go for it Behena!”  


Aakash moved her closer, as Arnav bowed his head down. She excitedly placed the garland around his neck, and winked at him, hearing the applause.


He leaned down taking the garland from Shyam’s hands, and smiled at Khushi before placing it slowly around her neck being careful not to ruin anything.  


“I love you.” He mouthed, making her heart swell, before they both were placed on the ground.


She steadied herself with Payal straightening the garland around her neck. She glanced in his direction, as Aakash assisted him, and Anjali took his shawl off.  


They started making their way to the end of the Ballroom where an opulent mandap, covered with an array of flowers comprising mostly of roses and orchids, was set up on the stage.


Sensing her careful steps, holding the side of her lehenga, he grasped her hand in his. She smiled as he helped her along the way, making her sit down first. Only sitting down once she was comfortable.


Her eyes widened when he leaned in close to her, speaking softly in her ear.

“I hope you hired a pandit that chants fast, I want this done in less than an hour.”


She shook her head and motioned him to fold his hands. But she smiled inwardly when he frowned at her following her instructions.  


The pandit recited time old chants that have been around for thousands of years to carry out their Shaadi.


When it was time for the Kanyadan, Khushi’s father came up behind them placing her hand in Arnav’s, signifying he was handing over his daughter. She looked on emotionally, leaning her head on her father’s arms. Knowing the importance of this ritual, Arnav took his other hand, placing it over his. He nodded to her father, silently promising to always take care of Khushi.


A moment later, the pandit lit the fire, instructing Khushi to place her hand on top of Arnav’s. They listened attentively, following each step explained to them.  Both becoming serious about the rituals and vows that will declare them husband and wife.


Khushi glanced at Arnav periodically, surprised seeing him engrossed in the rituals. Her heart warmed when he smiled at her with their hands joined together.


Anjali excitedly came over for the Gath Bandhan. She placed one end of the joda securely on his shoulder, then tied the knot to the end of her pallav. With teary eyes, she wrapped both of her arms around them.


“I tied your Gath Bandhan so tight, that no one will ever come in the way to pull it apart. Khush raho.”  


She kissed them both, then placed Khushi’s hand in his, before going back to stand with her husband, who was cradling a sleepy Adi in his arms. Both smiled at each other, recalling their own wedding.


Arnav stood up, then assisted Khushi, as they prepared themselves to be legally married by taking their Saat Phere (Seven Vows). With each phera (circle) around the agni (fire), both took each vow seriously in front of their family, friends, God but most importantly to each other.


Their entwined hands uniting them as one, as Arnav took the lead circling around the first three times reciting their vows. With Khushi leading the remaining pheras. Their family and friends showered them with flowers, praying and blessing the jodi with a lifetime of happiness together.


Before taking the last phera, they stared at each other. After this vow, they will finally be one. She smiled up at him, before proceeding to take a step forward as he recited the final vow before her.  


“We are one, as husband and wife. You are mine, and I am yours forever. I promise to love you and be faithful, not just as my wife, but as my friend.”


“In front of God and our loved ones, now I am your wife. I promise to trust you to do the right thing for us, our love, and our life. We will love, honor and cherish each other hamesha.”


As they completed the last phera, Khushi felt her emotions surfacing when they stopped, taking their seats once again. She fixed her eyes on the agni burning before her, pushing back the overwhelming tears that threatened to fall.


Tears of happiness.


He could see the myriad of emotions going through her, and all he wanted was to take her in his arms which were craving to hold her now the ritual that held the most significance in declaring them husband and wife was complete.  


But hearing the pandit, he turned his attention back to him, who handed him the mangalsutra with instructions to place it around her neck.


He grinned, taking the long double strand, black beaded necklace with an diamond pendant from him. At last he was going to be able to touch her.


He leaned towards her slowly placing it around her neck. She shivered, closing her eyes, feeling his fingers slide across her neck as he clasped the sides of the mangalsutra together. He smiled, hearing a soft moan escape her lips, when his thumb circled the nape of her neck.


Both took in the closeness of being with each other. She shook her head slowly at his mischievous gaze when his fingers continued to linger on her neck after he finished. She knew this wasn’t the right place or time to feel the sensations he was awakening, and decided it was time to end it, before her cheeks matched her lehenga.


“We don’t have all night, Mr. Raizada.” She murmured, under her breath in hopes he would stop the tortuous touch he was leaving.


He sighed in defeat, pulling away, amused at her response.  


He glanced at the little antique gold pot being held towards him. Taking a pinch of sindoor, he raised his hand towards her forehead.  


Feeling his touch, she closed her eyes, her breathing quickening as he gently lifted the Maang tikka, moving it to the side.


He applied a streak of sindoor in the parting of her hair as a little trickled down on her nose. He couldn’t stop staring at the beautiful woman, who he marked as his forever.


A smile spread across his face, when she opened her eyes to meet his. Her eyes widening, as he leaned in closer, and whispered in her ear.


“Now you are officially mine, Mrs. Khushi Singh Raizada.” He kissed the top of her forehead, before pulling away hearing the pandit.


“Yeh vivaah sampann hua.”


And now they were married.


Those four words declared by the pandit, making it reality. Her hazels shimmered, his moltens glinted with a promise to each other of a lifetime of love and happiness as husband and wife.


The night continued as they sought blessings from their elders, and received wishes from their family and friends. Both sharing their special moment with everyone as they attempted to eat, while photos were taken that will serve as memories of their special day.


As the night came to an end, Khushi’s heart ached, seeing her parents emotional state at the time of Bidai. A moment that is inevitable for a daughter after her Shaadi, but never easy for any parent, especially for their beloved only child.


Shashi folded his hands for the first time in his life, as he looked up at his son in law with a heavy heart.


“Arnav bitwa, my Khushi is my life… this father’s only wish in life is to see her happy. Please…”


Arnav shook his head, sucking a painful breath, putting his hand over his. Unable to see the anguish in her father’s eyes, Arnav reassured him softly.


“Uncle, I promise to always keep our life happy, and be by her side forever.”


Shashi nodded with a small smile, placing his hand on Arnav’s shoulder, and pulled him in an embrace.


“I know you will Bitwa.” He whispered.


Khushi’s eyes filled with tears, watching Arnav and her father. As tears streamed down her cheeks, wrapping her arms around her fragile mother.  Both staying still, holding onto one another as they sobbed. An emotional Nani came over, putting her hand on Garima’s shoulder. She folding her hands together towards Nani.


“Garimaji, Khushi bitiya is coming to our family as our daughter. We promise to take care of her just the way you have.”


She nodded, taking a few emotional steps towards her daughter and husband, as they embraced each other one last time.


Arnav’s tender gaze was fixed on them as they said goodbye. He looked away, pushing back his emotions, unable to see the tears in Khushi’s. He knew how much they meant to each other, and made a promise to himself to always make sure she would have them by her side whenever she needed them.


Arnav helped Khushi into the backseat after she threw her parents a flying kiss, and waved goodbye. After he was seated, he nodded for Bala to drive off.  But she continued to look back, waving with tears flowing until they were out of her sight.

The thought that she wasn’t part of them anymore, or the fact her home where she grew up was no longer hers, sent a crushing pain in her heart.


She continued to weep, looking up at Arnav. He shook his head, wiping her tears away with his handkerchief and pulled her into his arms.


“Shhh… sweetheart…” He chanted, wrapping one arm around her, while rubbing her back with the other. She kept her face buried in his chest, moving closer to him trying to compose herself.


“Whoever made this ritual was one cruel bastard…”


He let out a deep, husky laugh, making her smile, feeling his body vibrate against hers. She peeked up at Bala, who also smiled hearing her comment in the front seat.


“Which is why you don’t need to follow it. Khushi, they will always be your parents, and you their daughter. No ritual will change that. And, I will never stop you from seeing them, whenever you want, whether it be in Delhi or New York. They will always be a part of our life. Theek hai? Now come on, let’s fix this beautiful face before we get home. You know how much I hate to see you crying, and today you have cried enough for a lifetime.”  He furrowed his eyebrow, intently cleaning the streaks left by the tears off of her face.


She smiled up at him, feeling the warmth of his touch. She couldn’t resist raising her hand and caressed his cheeks. Something she had been longing to do all night. He took her hand, placing a few kisses on her hand down to her wrist. He didn’t hold back placing a kiss on her lips.


She blushed, pulling away a moment later, gesturing towards the front seat.  He shrugged his shoulders, pulling her back in his arms, where she snuggled for the rest of the ride.


After the car pulled into the driveway, Arnav helped Khushi step out of the car. She glanced up at the mansion in front of her, her husband’s home and now hers as well. Her sasural, as her Amma would say.


How will she adjust to this new lifestyle as Arnav Singh Raizada’s wife?  








Part 7 will be posted next Friday, December 22nd, see you then!


97 thoughts on “Part 6 – The Shaadi

  1. ~Ruchi~



    I’m here to dance in the Baaraat… with a few dukh ke aansu deep in my heart… mera Arnav ab paraya ho gaya 😦

    What a perfect way to welcome in the New Year. With the love of your life standing in front of you, their eyes reflecting all the love you hold for them. The anxiety and eagerness in them to see the other was adorable. I can totally visualise them looking utterly gorgeous, but only wanting the gaze of the other to acknowledge that.

    I can see how that first glimpse must have been so overwhelming. Those tears in both their eyes incredibly moving to read about. The depth of their love for each other there in ever drop that glittered unshed.

    It was beautiful to see the way they grasped and accepted the significance of the pheras. Promises and vows which you know will be respected by them. Not just words uttered by the Pandit as part of a ritual.

    “Uncle, I promise to always keep our life happy, and be by her side forever.”

    Jigs, this truly is Arnav. Just encapsulates his love for Khushi and his respect for her parents. He will make sure Khushi and he are always there for them. I love how is so considerate of her all the time. Just there to help her in every which way, and always knowing what she needs. Be it a helping hand walking with her ornate lehenga or a reassuring touch when she is overcome with emotions. And that is why she will adjust to being his wife with elan and ease. Arnav will never let his Khushi lose her sense of self ever.

    For me, this chapter brings to life the words, “Mere Haath Mein Tera Haath Ho Saari Jannatein Mere Saath Ho …

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  2. nzmonica

    दिन शगना दा चढेया
    आओ सखियों नि
    वेहरा सजेया हाँ..

    मेरा सजना मिलेया
    सजना मिलन वधियाँ
    नि साजन डोली लेके औना
    नि वेहरा सजेया
    मेरा सजना मिलेया
    सजना मिलेया
    सजना मिलेया

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    • Anitha

      Finally finally Vivah Sampanna hua. What an elaborated writing on the each step and emotion for the bride and groom..for a min you were feeling it as though you just sensed the same..

      Little masti and anticipation included which makes it all more romantic. Arnav making promises and paying complete attention to ceremony showing how much this means to him and what love can change in one..❤️

      Shashi and garima’s sorrow and happiness about their daughter being married is so touchy as well.

      I was visualizing virat and Anushka as it was the most happening this week and trending..and was wondering you could have been such an orator and more a wedding seem to capture so much details and add spice and color to it.

      Loved it all..tusi mat jao yeh story chod ke..😴

      Please do publish a book and give us a signed copy 😘

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      • Jigs~

        There was something so special and sweet about their wedding. Even though it was in Italy, there were Indian touches, traditional but not over the top. They looked so happy and in love 😍 Uff so romantic! I just loved it!

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  3. nadiajhung

    Aww such a sweet and emotional update….I loved it!!!!no words to describe how wonderful it was….the whole shadi was so amazing it took my breath away.keeep the good writing going,there are very few writers who connects with the readers the way you do.thanks for giving us so many master pieces.Stripped was the first one to show your amazing writing skills.hope to see more of your work 🙂

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    • aranya19

      Beautifully written!
      The setting, background, the wait d anticipation to see each other, the countdown- everything was perfect. Khushi and Arnav looking their best in their wedding costumes waiting to be each other’s for lifetime on the Newyear… It was awesome.

      The bidaai was as expected an emotional one. Though Arnav has promises them to keep their Rajkumari happy, still it’s not an easy moment for parents to give away their daughter… And the bond Khushi has with ber parents is very strong. But Arnav put an end to all their fears by promising to keep ‘their life’ happy always.

      Bidaai done, now the most interesting part for our couple is abt to come…. Waiting to see Arnav’s reactions after getting his wedding gift or surprise.
      Lovely chapter!

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  4. xyzsm

    It is beautiful…felt like royal wedding….they are not less than a prince and princess….and finally they are married…..enjoyed their eagerness to be with each other a lot…loved it ❤

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  5. shantha kadaba

    Beautiful update Jigs!
    I came back from a grueling commute in this snow and was pleasantly warmed by reading your update 🙂 … Hot chocolate and this shaadi was a treat!! I love our Arnav in this story, what an adorable gentleman he is!!
    Ruchi has put it so aptly – the Fanaa song is a perfect for the way you have brought out their happiness on this day n their lives. Love it!!


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  6. nikrit13

    What a beautiful ceremony, perfect for our jodi 😍. I loved the fact that the wedding went alongwith the NY count down and them opening their eyes to catch a glimpse of one another at the Stroke of mid night was touching.
    I could not but help feel their comfort with one another as they went through the rasams; to marry the person whom you know well, understand and spent time loving knowing is the best …. romantic, hope all are blessed with such an opportunity. The grandeur, rich clothes everything got overshadowed for me with Arnav & khushi’s emotional warm connect. Lovely work as always Jigs.

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    • gprs

      Wow..everything about this wedding screams love:)
      the banner,the countdown,the COUPLE,the relatives good to read this sis:)

      And seeing each other at midnight is a damn perfect bring the new year earlier to me with them..both were excited to meet other..i thought Arnav will make the pundit fast forwarding the rituals..but the man is unbelievably doing things for her..
      he supported her in every step she took in mandap and in life..he is addictive..he’s not at all good for my poor heart..i feel sorry for my future hubby 😉

      the wedding feels so special also by the lovely family..though watching some real/reel north Indian weddings made me familiar with the rituals,i still find it so in our region,the couple hook their pinky fingers while doing pheres…i love the vows taking part..the words are from the hearts..
      And i’m so happy to witness the wonderful wedding ..Thank you so much Sis
      The Bidaai,watching Parent’s happy tears and the new life in Sasural are overwhelming..but Her Man will be there in each step..what’s more one woman want when her husband promises life full of love,respect,friendship with a lovely family which includes her Parents too..
      Thank you once again Sis..Love you

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  7. sharuag

    The bidai makes it do hard for both parties.

    But knowing that they handed over their daugthers hand to someone they can rely on for keeping her happy makes it easy.

    What would it be for those who are not sure of their son-in-law.

    A new year and a new beggining.

    People say, you only learn the real person only once you are married. Living together and dating will not see the real person. Wad it what khushi was feeling? Or was she feeling too anxious about been labeled as the wife of Arnav?

    Loved the update.

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  8. royalpooh

    Finally Shaadi……I was so emotional reading this…..truly..u have beautifully written each and every tiny thing…their eagerness,impatience, curiosity,fun,family,togetherness,importance and most importantly love……such abeautiful emotion.the parents pain,while giving away their daughter…uff….I am so so stroked…..finally mr&Mrs.raizada reached their home. …can’t wait to read next update…

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  9. dikilove6

    I can’t express in words how wonderful this update was. A perfect wedding every girl wishes to have. The bidaai was so emotional as well as the conversation between Arnav and Shashi. So perfect!! I am eagerly waiting for the next chapter. 😉 xx

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  10. ravalilovely1923

    A new way to welcome a new journey on a new day. The New year.. Marriage day a day important to live with life time..
    What a pleasant way to celebrate new year along with the love of your life in a bridal attire and the first one you see in the first second of your new year and beautiful journey a head..
    Congratulations arnav and khushi.. A new beginning is waiting for you..
    Every father wants to hear those words from their son in law keeping happy our lives.. Arnav I love you.. 😍😘😘Haha patha hai.. You are married but it does not mean I can’t love you😍😍😍
    Seriously who ever it was is a one cruel bastard.. 😣😭Ladikiya hamesha jana padtha hai..
    Loved it di..
    Thank you for update
    Waiting for next

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  11. Choco_b

    I’m very very late but here I’m 😁

    Such a bittersweet moment it is but happiness outweighs the sadness because two families have got one extra child each into their houses😁
    A son for the Guptas and another daughter for the raizadas.

    Prince and princess in their own happy world after all the ruckus the rants and the fast running thin patience Rajkumari finally becomes His💖😍

    The promise to Shashi and his confidence in Arnav 😭happy tears how many fathers have that privilege?

    A new journey a new phase and lots of memories to make Hamesha wala type memories😘

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  12. mdtharun

    Arnav-Khushi are star couple , they both are perfect match . There is something magical about them . Shaadi’s minute details are perfect . The anticipation , nervousness , happiness shone in the eyes of couple and the family is very palpable .

    I agree with Khushi , whoever created the bidaai ritual is a cruel bastard . The girl is planted in alien soil where she takes deeper roots .
    Khushi’s parents are very happy , what else could they ask for . They have given their princess to a wonderful Rajkumar .
    Such a beautiful chapter .

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  13. anukap9

    Fairy tale wedding! Did Virushka take inspiration from this one😜. Jigs, yeh Kya retirement ki baat kar rahi ho aap? A writer never retires…bas bol diya , kyun Ruchi?
    Basking in the warmth of Arnav’s love in Dilli ki Sardi😊😊😊 thank you Jigs 🤗

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  14. muskaansobti4

    Beautiful update was emotional while reading d bidaii scene it was hilarious of khushi to say whch cruel bastard made dis ritual😅 i agree
    Overall mindblowing update dey both wer glowing in love of each oder dey wer dressed to perfection i actaully was imagining wat u described.i am soo overwhelmed aftr reading dis whole update…nw looking forward to der suhag raat😉

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  15. khushisony

    Wow di!! Such a lovely update😍😍😍kushi ke asoon agayae padte padte….so beautifully described di be it their dresses or their feelings or the rituals.👌👌..u make me fall in love with the idea of marriage😉😉 what can be more beautiful than groom having tears in his eyes looking at his bride😘😘😘 vivaah sampan hua aur hamara dil kush hua..😜😜 bidaai..was so emotional..liked the way aranv promised by saying take care of our life!! I agree with kushi on her thoughts though😚
    Real mein viruska ki shaadi aur yaha arshi kaa…😍😍😍thanks for the beautiful update di

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  16. Dawn

    Lovely update, Imagined all the rituals of a big fat Indian Wedding . all the colorful outfits, bridal jewels, yummy food , groom on a horse( am sure it was a white SUV). Above all the celebration of Love . Loved it all

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  17. cutiepieash

    The Big Day is here!!!
    Baraat mein toh dance Karna hi parega. But with so much of happiness of our favorite couple Arshi getting into a matrimonial bond my heart felt heavy too with saying goodbye to them and this beautiful wonderful dreamy story😪

    Both love struck were looking at the time now and then,oh my they were so in ❤ ❤
    Akash was right and I was laughing too many want to run away from the wedding and here Arnav was running because he wants to get married😄
    Love does makes a person a person a lot of things.

    It was indeed a HAPPY NEW YEAR to not only them but for us too. The best gift ever to everyone and the celebration double with twice happiness involved with emotions going haywire.

    Every emotions Jigs you have told us with using your magical words have done the work, wheather it was Arshi couple happiness and joy getting married,Shashi doing the Kanyadaan,happiness of Shashi and Garima radiating seeing there only born getting married,the Bidaai part everything was just perfect as if i was standing there admist them.

    For me even “sun mere hum Safar ,Kya tujhe itni si bhi khabar
    Ki teri saanse chalti Jadhav
    Rahunga bas wahi umrr bhar
    Rahunga bas wahi umrr bhar” is the best in this dreamy marriage❤❤

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  18. Broknangel

    Wow… truly a fairy tale wedding.. reading this I had pics of anushka-Virat’s wedding pic which was also beautiful… truly a prince charming arnav doing everything for his princess… am gonna miss them..😣

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  19. damjar

    Touching way to have depicted the marriage of not only two loving souls but also their loving families. Each and every scene you have described between each individual and their emotions was overwhelming.

    The emotions going through Arnav & Khushi to be finally being one was heart warming. The promise Arnav made to Khushi’s Dad, Nani and Arnav’s conversation & above all Khushi’s Parents and Khushi’s feeling at separating from their home.

    Beautifully written update. 🤗

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  20. soharachowdhury

    What a grand shadi!!! Completely enthralled.
    You depicted everything in detail. Especially the emotions of Arnav, Khushi, Garima and Sashi. How beautifully Arnav agreed t her dad that he will make her happy! it was so honest, just came straight from his heart.
    I just loved how you wrote their yearning and sexual desire for each other…..Arnav’s gentle touch on her neck and how Khushi got affected by his touch…….I could feel the igniting chemistry.
    As usual you gave them the best attire what the beautiful couple deserve.
    Waiting eagerly to read their hot and carnal suhaag raat

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