All wedding preparation were done..... Both families decided that they'll do all the wedding functions together at one place.... So that entire family can enjoy together...... The wedding functions begin-:👇

The Haldi Ceremony

The morning sun seemed to arrive early that day, its golden rays spilling into the courtyard like liquid blessings. The air was thick with the scent of marigolds and sandalwood, while strings of yellow flowers swayed gently in the warm breeze.

Ishki sat in the centre, draped in a simple mustard-yellow saree, her cheeks glowing even before the turmeric touched them. Around her, laughter erupted as women—both from her side and Rajveer’s—crowded close, bowls of haldi in hand.

Misha, Rajveer’s younger sister and Ishki’s closest confidante, took the first playful swipe of turmeric across Ishki’s cheek. “This is not just for glow, Ishki,” she whispered with a teasing grin, “it’s my secret way of marking you as officially part of our crazy family.”

From across the courtyard, Rajveer sat for his own haldi, flanked by his younger brothers Mihir and Samar. The two made it their personal mission to apply enough turmeric to make their brother look like a golden statue. Rajveer shot Ishki a helpless glance over the giggles and chaos, and she laughed, her heart warm with the feeling of being loved from all sides. When both families applied haldi to both bride and groom.... Now its time for rajveer to apply haldi on ishki..... But their family already warned them, "ab dono ek dusre she dur rhna.... Jbtk shadi nhi hojati dono ek dusre ko touch bhi mt krna".....
But rajveer kha kisi ki sunta hai.... Jb iskhi change krne room mei gyi tbhi rajveer chhupke se uske room mei gya and he pulled ishki near him....., ishki was shocked.... She yelled.... "Aaaaahhh"😣 but rajveer liplocked her to stop her from yelling and said....," shh..... 🤫 shant bchcha.... Itna chillaogi tb kaise chlega.... Abtk toh maine kuch kiya bhi nhi hai..... Mai aapko bs haldi lgane aaya hoo..... Mujhse haldi lgwaa lo mai fir chla jaunga"....😉 rajveer said romantically with a smirk

"Pgl ho kya.... Koi aajayega.... Sbne mna kiya hai na.... Shadi hone tk hmei ek dusre ke kareeb nhi aana hai".... Ishki said hesitatedly

But rajveer ignored her wordings and pulled her closer....." Dekho aap mujhe haath nhi lga skte"..... Ishki warned

"Ok.... As you say"....😉 rajveer replied with a smirk..... Then he put haldi on her face and then he pulled her closer and then gently rubbed his both cheecks one by one on her both cheeks making her blush harder.... "Dekho bchcha maine aapko bina haath lgaye haldi lga hi diya" 😉 ....he Said with a smirk.... Then he kissed her forehead and went out of her room making her face red like a tomato

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The Mehendi Ceremony

That evening, the world seemed to have been painted green and gold. The lawn glittered under fairy lights, and the scent of fresh henna leaves filled the air. Soft music floated around as women swayed in their lehengas, the rustle of silks and clinking of bangles blending into the rhythm of the night.

Ishki sat with her palms outstretched, intricate patterns slowly blooming under the mehendi artist’s skilled hands. Misha knelt beside her, chattering about designs and teasing Ishki about hiding Rajveer’s name in a way that would make him struggle to find it later.

On the other side of the venue, Rajveer stood watching, his eyes lingering on Ishki longer than they should. Mihir and Samar noticed and couldn’t resist poking fun. “Careful, bhai,” Samar smirked, “at this rate, you’ll memorize her mehendi pattern before the wedding vows.”

When the mehendi finally darkened, it told a story in curls and vines—a story of love, families joining, and a promise sealed in tradition.

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The Sangeet Night

If the haldi had been playful and the mehendi elegant, the sangeet was pure, unfiltered joy. The grand hall shimmered with crystal chandeliers and golden drapes, while the stage was lit up for performances that promised both talent and mischief.

Misha took centre stage first, dancing to a medley of songs that perfectly captured her role as both the groom’s sister and the bride’s best friend—half the moves teasing Rajveer, the other half cheering for Ishki.

Mihir and Samar followed, pulling Rajveer onto the dance floor for a brotherly number that made the crowd roar with laughter. And then, in a moment that stole the breath from everyone, Rajveer extended his hand to Ishki.

The music softened, and under the warm spotlight, they danced—her dupatta swirling like a flame, his gaze locked on her as if she was the only person in the room. Each step spoke of the journey they were about to begin together.

By the end of the night, the sangeet had become more than a celebration—it was the heartbeat of two families, now bound by joy, music, and love........

Ab kl dono ki shadi hogi..... So stay tuned.....

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