Today the whole Rajvansh Mansion was ablaze with the joy of the sangeet of Vaani and Dhruv.
The entire hall is adorned with colorful flowers and leaves. Sofas and chairs are arranged for guests to sit, which are beautifully decorated.
The stage is further enhanced with intricate designs and patterns, created using flowers, leaves, and other decorative items. The backdrop of the stage is adorned with a majestic throne, which adds to the grandeur of the ceremony.
The floor is covered with a vibrant red carpet, which leads to the stage. The carpet is adorned with golden borders, adding a touch of luxury to the overall decor.
The walls of the hall are adorned with colorful tapestries and intricate paintings, which depict scenes from ancient mythology and folklore.
The ceiling is decorated with colorful lanterns and streamers, which add a festive touch to the ceremony.
Overall, the decorations for sangeet are a perfect blend of traditional and modern elements, creating a majestic and memorable atmosphere for the guests.
All elders of the house were attending to the guest while the young of the house were busy getting ready because lot of work has been done by them.
"I'm telling you the truth, I no longer have the strength to dance", Shivam said rolling on bed which was filled with Ayla's saree.
Just as Shivam's body went over Ayla's saree Ayla stared at him angrily,"SHIVAMMMMMMM", she shouted irritatingly and Shivam realized his mistake and got up from the bed and sat on the sofa.
And Ayla again got busy in her sarees' dungeon as to which saree should she wear today.
"You should wear that pink one",Shivam said but ayla shook her head and said in disappointment,"no I have worn this before",
"Why are you so excited, this is Vani's wedding, not yours.", Shivam said with chuckled but soon his smile vinished as he realised his mistake.
He gulped his saliva out of fear and smiled nervously at Ayla who was frozen on her work. He immediately run out from room and catch his breath while saying,"I will have to do something quickly, otherwise she will kill me",
Then the doctor called him and he attended the call," yes Dr.", he said his voice was serious.
"mr rajvansh can you come to the hospital now it's urgent", Dr said, his voice was worried,
"What happened", Shivam asked in confusion,his forehead furrowed and brows drew together.
"The boy you brought with you has regained consciousness but he is repeatedly saying that he has to go to the palace. He wants to tell you something about college and it would be good if you come soon because I don't think he will remain alive for long.",
Shivam started thinking about what that boy wants to tell them.then he cut the phone telling the doctor that he is coming.
Shivam came downstairs where all the guests had already arrived, he was going out when his mother stopped him.
"where are you going at this time", she asked with a strict tone,
"It's done't mean anything to you", saying this he came out from the mansion and moved toward the hospital.
Dipti sighs deeply, her expression a painful blend of disbelief.,"what happened to you", she mummered and came back to the hall.
Here in Vani's room, Vaani has told everyone that she will come later, they all should go now.
"But vaani,come quickly because I don't think dhruv will wait too long", isha said teasing her and she lowered her head and nodded.
Then those people left from there leaving vaani alone. as they goes vaani smile mischievously.
"now I will see how you don't sing?, you will have to sing a song for me otherwise I will not come", saying this she crossed her arms and sat on bad. Her eyes flickered with michafe.
"and don't come down until then I myself do not come to call you", she heard Priya voice Seeing the girl standing at the door, Vaani gave a playful smile to her and nodded.
"but if Dhruv doesn't sing then I will remain like this", vaani said pouting looking at her and she came towards her sat beside her.
"Nothing like this will happen and he will have to sing, you will see", she said fixing her goggles and vaani nodded then she went. And a dirty smirk creep on her face.
"sorry Dhruv but you will have to sing a song for me", Unaware of the danger looming over her, Vani was sitting in her room thinking this.
Here in the hall all are waiting for dhruv and vaani arrival and their wait ended with the arrival of dhruv,but then their gaze began to search for the vani
Dhruv made a dashing entrance into the sangeet ceremony. Clad in a sleek black tuxedo, adorned with intricate silver embroidery, he exuded an aura of confidence and charm.
His chiseled features were accentuated by the dim lighting, and his piercing brown eyes seemed to sparkle with excitement as he scanned the room. His raven-black hair was perfectly styled, adding to his overall debonair demeanor.
He made his way through the crowd, the guests couldn't help but turn their heads in admiration. Dhruv's presence was like a breath of fresh air, electrifying the atmosphere and drawing all attention to himself.
But as soon as his eyes began to search for vaani, he could not find her. His eyes narrowed and brown knitted,"So you have really taken up the stubbornness that you will not come until I sing a song for you, but I am also adamant, now you will have to come without my singing", dhruv thinks and corner of his lips moved upward.
The moments ticked by, and Vaani failed to appear. The anticipation began to wane, replaced by a growing sense of restlessness.
The guests shifted uncomfortably, their eyes darting towards the staircase, while the family members exchanged worried glances.
Just as it seemed like the evening was going to be a dull and disappointing one, Dipali and Rudra, stepped forward to take charge.
With mischievous grins, they commandeered the microphone and launched into an impromptu comedy routine.
Rudra and Dipali grinned mischievously at the crowd. "Ladies and gentlemen, family and friends," Rudra announced, his voice booming through the microphone. "We know you're all eagerly waiting for the bride to arrive, but we've just received word that Vaani will be joining us shortly."
"And I didn't have any other dialogues, so I pasted the first one", rudra added making guests laugh.
Dipali chimed in, her eyes sparkling with excitement. "But don't worry, we're not going to leave you hanging. We've got a fantastic game planned to keep you entertained while we wait for the star of the show to arrive."
"Ok so the game is all the men going to sing a song for their lovely and beautiful partner", rudra said and winked at the crowd,"But, but but but.......... the rule is if he is not able to make their parents shy then instead of today's delicious foods, he will have to eat food made of the hands of our princess.", dipali slapped on his arm
"Means he will have to drink ginger and bitter gourd juice which will have neem's leaves cream on top of that", dipali said while glaring at rudra and all guests made a disgust look like they already tasted it.
"The names of all the people present here have been made into a chit and kept in that pot, when Dadaji and Dadiji will be issued a chitt one by one and whose name will also be written on it then that person will have to be sung", dipali said and The crowd erupted into cheers and applause.
Like this the game started and one by one all the people got busy in the game and their attention was diverted from vaani but the focus of dhruv was still on the stairs wondering when will his eyes get some peace and when will vaani come here.
"Dhruv bhai's name has come up", dipali said braking dhruv thought and he looked at her with 'I will not do this' expression.
Isha's eyes sparkled with mischief as she turned to Dhruv. "You know, dhruv it's an old tradition that if the groom sings a song for his bride, she'll arrive sooner," isha said, her voice dripping with persuasion and dhruv looked at her like 'when did this start'
Rudra, who was standing next to Dipali, grinned encouragingly at Dhruv. "Come on, dhruv, show us your singing skills! Who knows, it might just bring Vaani running down the stairs."
Dhruv shook his head firmly, a hint of embarrassment on his face. "No, no, I'm not singing," he said, trying to sound firm but polite.
"If I sing, I will lose the deal and she will tease me a lot", he think and shake his head in no.
But the family members were not so easily deterred. They began to cajole and tease him, trying to wear him down. "Come on, Dhruv, just one song!" Shobha exclaimed. "It'll bring good luck to your marriage!"
Anmol also joined her, playfully taunting him. "Yeah, Dhruv, show us your hidden talent!"
Even aarun and nikhil joined in, trying to persuade Dhruv to sing. "It's just one song, dhruv," nikhil said, her eyes sparkling with mischief. "And who knows, Vaani might just make an appearance if she hears your beautiful voice."
The crowd began to chant, "Sing! Sing! Sing!" and Dhruv's face grew hotter by the second. He looked like he was trapped, with no escape from the good-natured but relentless teasing.
Dhruv threw up his hands in mock surrender, a smile spreading across his face. "Okay, okay! I'll sing," he said,
"Now I will have to bear her teasing for the rest of my life so why not now",he thinks with sigh.
The crowd erupted into cheers and applause, and Dipali and Rudra high-fived each other in excitement. Dhruv's family members beamed with shock as they thought no matter what happens he will not do it, and his cousins whistled and catcalled good-naturedly.
With a soft glint in his eye, Dhruv took the microphone from Rudra and cleared his throat. "I'm only doing this because my soon to be bride is late," he said, his voice dripping with humor.
The crowd "awwww"ed in unison, With a deep breath, he began to sing, his voice smooth and melodious.
Dhruv's voice soared as he began to sing the iconic song "Inteha Ho Gayi Intezaar Ki" from the Bollywood movie. The crowd was immediately captivated by his soulful rendition, and they swayed to the music, singing along to the familiar lyrics.
"Inteha ho gayi intezaar ki
Aayi na kuch khabar mere yaar ki
Yeh hum mein hai yakeen, bewafa woh nahin
Phir wajah kya hui intezaar ki
Inteha ho gayi intezaar ki
Aayi na kuch khabar mere yaar ki
Yeh hum mein hai yakeen, bewafa woh nahin
Phir wajah kya hui intezaar ki"
All of the men joined the dance floor with their parents their eyes shining with excitement, and the rest of the family members joined in, clapping and cheering Dhruv on. The atmosphere in the room was electric, and it seemed as though everyone was having the time of their lives.
Baat joh hai us mein
Baat woh yahaan kahin nahin kisi mein
Woh hai meri, bas hai meri
Shor hai yahi gali gali mein
Saath saath woh hai mere gham mein
Mere dil ki har khushi mein
Zindagi mein woh nahin toh
Kuch nahin hai meri zindagi mein
Bujh na jaaye yeh shama aitbaar k
As Dhruv sang, his eyes seemed to be searching for someone, and all family members couldn't help but wonder if he was singing directly to Vaani, wherever she was. The song's lyrics spoke of longing and waiting, and Dhruv's emotive delivery brought the words to life in a way that was both captivating and heartfelt.
Inteha ho gayi intezaar ki
Aayi na kuch khabar mere yaar ki
Yeh hum mein hai yakeen, bewafa woh nahin
Phir wajah kya hui intezaar ki
As the song came to an end, the crowd erupted into applause, cheering and whistling for more. Dhruv smiled, looking relieved and happy, But deep inside he was upset that she didn't come to complete his song.
Here,Vaani stood in front of the mirror, her eyes fixed on her reflection as she gently wiped away the blood that was flowing from her nose. Her face was pale, and her eyes looked sunken, as if she had been crying for hours.
She took a deep breath, trying to calm herself down, but her hands were shaking, and her heart was racing. She felt like she was going to pass out, but she knew she couldn't. Not now.
When she heard the sound of Dhruv's song, she jumped up with joy and was just about to go down when she saw her reflex in the mirror in which blood was coming out of her nose.
Vaani's eyes flashed with determination as she looked at herself in the mirror. She knew she had to get through this, no matter what.
She took another deep breath, and then, with a steady hand, she began to clean up the blood, her eyes never leaving her reflection.
As she wiped away the last of the blood, Vaani's eyes locked onto her own, and for a moment, she just stared at herself, her expression unreadable. And then, with a quiet determination, she turned away from the mirror, ready to face whatever lay ahead.
"no, I want to go down please Bhagwan ji don't cause blood flow now", she prayed and tried to smile and she moved out of her room.
Vaani made her way out of her room, her heart pounding in her chest. She had to get downstairs, had to make an appearance at her own sangeet ceremony. She took a deep breath and started making her way down the stairs, her eyes fixed on the floor below.
But just as she reached the halfway point, a sudden blow struck her on the head. Vaani's world went dark as she felt a sharp pain radiating from the point of impact.
She tried to cry out, but her voice was silenced by the sound of her own body crashing to the floor.
Blood started oozing out of her head and very soon all the blood expanded on the floor. Her own face turned red as her blood covered a red mask on her face.
Her eyes closed, but dhruv's picture appear in her mind."dhruv,"and she closed her eyes
"Swan",dhruv thought while looking at stairs as his heart beat was fast
Vaani lay motionless on the floor, a figure emerged from the shadows. Niya's eyes gleaning with a malevolent intensity as she stood over Vaani's unconscious form, the hammer still clutched in her hand.
"I told you not to come out of your room until i call you," Niya hissed, her voice dripping with venom. "But no, you always have to do as you wish. I would take you unconscious comfortably, but see, because of you I had to hit you with a weapon"
Niya's eyes seemed to bore into Vaani's unconscious form, as if willing her to wake up and face the consequences of her actions.so that she can see how big a mistake she made by coming close to dhruv.
"I told you, Vaani, the Rajvansh family only listens to one thing: the sound of your screams." She said sitting on her knees while tugging her hair strands behind her back of head and her own hand became drenched with blood.
"Niya now we should leave from here otherwise if someone comes here will be a problem", Mehra said with fear that even though sweat was dripping from his head, not even a wrinkle was visible on Niya's forehead.
they dragged Vaani away, Mehra couldn't shake off the feeling of unease. He glanced nervously at Niya, who seemed completely unfazed by the situation.
"Come on, Mehra, let's get out of here," Niya said, her voice low and urgent. "We don't have much time."
Mehra hesitated, his eyes darting back to Vaani's limp form. "Niya, are you sure this is a good idea? We're putting ourselves in a lot of danger."
Niya's expression was icy. "Danger is my middle name, Mehra. Now let's move."
Mehra swallowed hard, his heart racing with anticipation. He knew that Niya was capable of anything, and he wasn't sure if he was ready to follow her down this dark path.
"Niya, wait," Mehra said, his voice barely above a whisper. "What's going to happen to Vaani?"
Niya's smile was cold and calculating. "That's need-to-know information, Mehra. And right now, you don't need to know."
With that, Niya turned and disappeared into the shadows, Vaani's limp from slung over his shoulder. Mehra hesitated for a moment, then followed her into the darkness, unsure of what lay ahead.
With a stealth that belied their sinister intentions, Niya and Mehra navigated the labyrinthine corridors of the mansion, Vaani's limp form slung over Mahar's shoulder. They moved with a practiced ease, avoiding the guards and security cameras with an air of confident nonchalance.
they reached the back door of the mansion which was locked with a pasword, Niya gave a subtle nod to Mehra, and he swiftly disabled the security alarm, his fingers flying across the keypad with a speed and dexterity that spoke of years of practice.
The door swung open, and Niya slipped out into the night, Vaani's form bouncing limply against mehra's shoulder. Mehra followed close behind, his eyes scanning the surrounding area with a mixture of caution and excitement.
They emerged into the cool night air, Niya gave a soft laugh, the sound carrying on the wind like a whispered promise of chaos to come. "We make a good team, Mehra," she said, her voice low and husky.
Mehra's response was a low, nervous laugh. "I'm not sure if that's a good thing or a bad thing, Niya," he said, his eyes fixed on Vaani's limp form.
Niya's smile was a thin, cruel line. "Oh, it's definitely a good thing, Mehra," she said. "Now let's get out of here before things get complicated."
They disappeared into the darkness, Niya turned to Mehra with a cold, calculating gaze. "Our partnership ends here, Mehra," she said, her voice devoid of emotion. "We'll never meet again."
Mehra's eyes narrowed, a flicker of unease dancing across his face. "What do you mean?" he asked, his voice low and cautious.
Niya's smile was a thin, cruel line. "I mean that once Vaani is... taken care of, the Rajvansh family will be ruined. They'll be the laughing stock of the entire city. And I'll be long gone, my mission accomplished."
Mehra's eyes widened in horror as he realized the true extent of Niya's plan. "You're going to kill her," he whispered, his voice trembling with rage.
Niya's expression was unyielding. "I'm going to do what needs to be done, Mehra. And you're going to forget you ever met me. Forget you ever saw Vaani. Forget everything."
With that, Niya turned and disappeared into the darkness, leaving Mehra staring after her in shock and horror.
Mehra's eyes lingered on the spot where Niya had vanished, his mind reeling with the implications of what he had just witnessed. He knew that he had to get out of the country, and fast. If the Rajvansh family found out about his involvement in Vaani's disappearance, he would be a dead man.
With a sense of urgency, Mehra pulled out his phone and dialed a number. A low, gravelly voice answered on the first ring.
"Mehra, what's the situation?" the voice asked, without preamble.
Mehra took a deep breath, his eyes scanning the surrounding area nervously. "It's done," he said, his voice low and urgent. "I need to get out of the country, now. Can you arrange for a flight to... somewhere? Anywhere?"
There was a pause on the other end of the line, and then the voice spoke up again. "I can get you on a flight to Dubai in a few hours. From there, you can connect anywhere in the world. But you need to be careful, Mehra. The Rajvansh family has connections everywhere. They'll be kill you."
Mehra's eyes locked onto a nearby taxi, and he made a split-second decision. "I'll take my chances," he said, already moving towards the taxi. "Just get me out of here."
With that, Mehra ended the call and slid into the taxi, his heart racing with anticipation. He knew that he was taking a huge risk, but he also knew that he had no choice. He had to get out of the country, and fast, if he wanted to stay alive.
Here, Dhruv's mind was a whirlwind of unease. He couldn't shake off the feeling that something was terribly wrong. It was as if his intuition was screaming at him, warning him of an impending disaster.
It was as if Dhruv's heart was trying to tell him something, warning him that Vaani was in grave danger. He felt a cold sweat break out on his forehead as he realized that he might be running out of time.
With a sense of growing desperation, Dhruv tried to call Vaani, but her phone went straight to voicemail. He tried calling her again and again, but there was no response.
A feeling of dread was creeping over Dhruv, a feeling that he couldn't shake off,"come soon vaani,I am feeling scared", he thinks looking at stairs.
Here, Shivam's car sped down the deserted highway, the only sound being the hum of the engine and the soft glow of the dashboard lights. His eyes were fixed on the road ahead, but his mind was elsewhere, consumed by a growing sense of unease.
He glanced down at his phone, his fingers drumming impatiently on the steering wheel as he waited for Dhruv to answer his call. But the phone just rang and rang, the sound echoing through the car's speakers before finally going to voicemail.
"bhai pick up the phone",he said in pending tone.
Shivam's brow furrowed in concern as he tried calling Dhruv again, but the result was the same. The noise of the party, the music and laughter, must have been too loud for Dhruv to hear his phone.
Shivam's anxiety grew with each passing minute. He knew that Dhruv was supposed to be with Vaani, and the fact that he wasn't answering his phone was making Shivam's instincts scream with warning.
"bhai please pick up the phone, she will kill vaani", his anxiety grew while saying this.
Shivam's car devoured the distance, his mind was a jumble of thoughts and emotions. But one phrase kept echoing in his brain, like a mantra that refused to be silenced.
"Priya hi Niya hai... Priya hi Niya hai..."
(priya is niya...).
The words were like a refrain, playing over and over in his mind like a broken record. Shivam's eyes were red and his grip on the string tightened. Priya, the sweet and innocent girl he had known for months, was actually Niya, the mysterious and elusive figure who had been pulling the strings from behind the scenes.
Shivam's voice was laced with desperation as he screamed into the phone, "Bhai, phone uthao! Niya Vaani ko mar degi! (Brother, pick up the phone! Niya will kill Vaani!)"
The words tumbled out of his mouth in a frantic rush, his mind racing with worst-case scenarios. He could feel his heart pounding in his chest, his palms growing sweaty as he gripped the steering wheel.
Shivam's fingers flew across the keypad as he dialed Vaani's number, his heart racing with anticipation. The phone rang for what felt like an eternity before someone finally picked up.
"Vaani, go to bhai quickly and stay away from Priya," Shivam said, his voice was urgent. "Vaani, please..."
But to Shivam's shock, it wasn't Vaani's voice on the other end. Instead, he heard a low, husky tone that sent a shiver down his spine.the voice on the other end just laughed, a cold, mirthless sound that made Shivam's blood run cold.
"so you already found out about me," the voice said, the words dripping with malice. "but you're late because now you can't do anything."
Shivam's eyes widened in horror as he slammed on the brakes, the car skidding to a stop on the deserted road. His mind reeled as he tried to process the implications of Niya's words.
Vaani was gone, and Niya had taken her place. Shivam's heart sank as he realized that he was too late. Niya had already set her plan in motion, and Shivam was powerless to stop her.
"if you did anything to vani, I would not leave you alive", Shivam shouted on the phone,his voice choked out of emotion.but in reply he only heard Niya's devilish laugh.
The line went dead, and Shivam's phone slipped from his fingers, clattering onto the passenger seat. He felt a chill run down his spine as he stared blankly ahead, his mind reeling with the implications of Niya's words.
Vaani was gone. Niya had taken her.
Shivam's heart was racing as he fumbled for the ignition, his hands shaking with fear. He started the car and floored it, speeding towards the mansion with a sense of desperation.
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