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The Wedding Day - A Grand Heist for Love
The Rajpurohit mansion stood bathed in golden lights, shimmering like a newly adorned bride. The scent of fresh flowers filled the air, the bustling sounds of preparations echoed through the halls, and a certain excitement lingered-one that hinted at something far bigger than just a wedding.
Author 😅:
And the bride?
She has absolutely no clue that she's about to marry Devanash.
Seriously, what a legendary family-planning an entire wedding behind the bride's back? Respect!
Inside, Meghana cupped Devanash's face, her motherly gaze soft yet commanding as she placed a tika on his forehead.
"Meri bahu ko sahi salamat lekar aana!"
(Bring my daughter-in-law home safe and sound!)
Sarita, standing beside her, nodded with a warm smile.
"Bilkul sahi keh rahi ho, Didi!"
(Absolutely right, Sister!)
The men of the house exchanged glances, a smirk playing on their lips.
They had this under control.
"Don't worry, we've got this."
Meghana narrowed her eyes, suspicious of their too-casual attitude.
"Mujhe lag raha hai tum sab phir se koi ulta-sidha kaam karne wale ho."
(I have a strong feeling you all are up to something crazy again.)
She crossed her arms, her voice firm.
"Bata rahi hoon, meri bahu ko kuch bhi hua toh accha nahi hoga!"
(I'm warning you, if anything happens to my daughter-in-law, you all will be in trouble!)
Sarita chuckled, shaking her head in exasperation.
"Yeh sab seedha kaam kab karte hain?"
(Do they ever do things the right way?)
Just then, Aaradhya rushed forward, her eyes gleaming with excitement.
"Bhai, plan kya hai? Main bhi chalu kya? Mazaa aayega!"
(Bro, what's the plan? Can I come too? It'll be fun!)
Before she could finish, Vedant flicked her forehead.
"Chutki, tu chup kar! Khabari kahin ki!"
(Chutki, shut up! You little spy!)
Aaradhya pouted, dramatically crossing her arms.
"Chamkaadar!"
(Bat!)
Pratap chuckled, pulling her into a side hug.
"Princess, abhi nahi. Bacche ghar pe rahenge. Aur waise bhi, woh Raghav Tiwari ek gira hua insaan hai."
(Princess, not now. Kids stay home. Besides, that Raghav Tiwari is a disgusting man.)
Aaradhya sighed, nodding reluctantly.
Meanwhile, Devanash adjusted his watch and smirked.
"Maa, Choti Maa, aap dono apni tayaari karo. Aapki bahu ko main lekar aata hoon!"
(Maa, Choti Maa, you both get ready. I'll bring your daughter-in-law home!)
Sarita and Meghana exchanged looks.
"Main kabhi kuch galat karta hoon kya?"
(Do I ever do anything wrong?)
Meghana scoffed.Yes, every time.
Before she could protest, Devanash flashed a mischievous grin.
"Ulta kaam karne ka kaam toh Papa aur Chachu ka hai!"
(All the crazy plans are my dad and uncle's specialty!)
Sarita shook her head in mock disbelief.
"Uff, yeh ladka!"
(Ugh, this boy!)
Just then, he added quickly,
"Aur haan, Daadi ko mat batana! Darling ki tabiyat already kharaab hai!"(And yes, don't tell Daadi! My darling's health is already not great!)
Suryaveer and Pratap exchanged a glance.
"Pratap Bhai, yeh hamare bacche humse bhi aage nikle!"
(Pratap Bhai, our kids have outsmarted us!)
Kunal smirked, proud.
"Aur nahi toh kya, Papa!"(Of course, Dad!)
A small laugh escaped the family, but their mission was clear.
Inside the sleek, black SUV, Vedant, Kunal, Suryaveer, Pratap, and Devanash sat like men on a mission-because they were.
Vedant leaned forward, an eyebrow raised.
"Toh Bhai, plan kya hai?"
(So, bro, what's the plan?)
Devanash smirked, cracking his knuckles.
"Princess ke kidnapping ka idea accha hai, but yaad rakhna-hum Rajpurohit hai. Peeth nahi dikhayenge!"
(Princess' kidnapping idea is good, but remember-we are Rajpurohits. We don't back down!)
Suryaveer pulled out his gun, inspecting it with precision.
"Guns ready, mere shero!"
(Guns ready, my lions!)
The men grinned, their eyes filled with determination.
All done!" they said in perfect unison. 🤧😅
Vedant leaned back with a smirk.
"Papa, waise toh hum kaafi hai, but shaadi ka ghar hai. Thode aadmi toh lagenge?"(Dad, we're enough, but since it's a wedding house, we'll need some extra men, right?)
Pratap cracked his knuckles, a devilish glint in his eyes.
"Done!"And just like that, the Rajpurohit men set off-ready to crash a wedding, steal the bride, and bring her home where she truly believe
The Rajpurohits reached Naina's house, their aura commanding, their presence undeniable. Guns loaded, hearts raging, and one mission in mind-saving their princess.
On the Other Side...
Naina descended the stairs like a lifeless doll, her soulless eyes fixed on the floor, her feet moving as if she were being dragged rather than walking. There was no spark, no hesitation-just an empty vessel forced into a destiny she never chose.
Her bhabhi's fingers dug into her wrist as she whispered harshly,
"Chup chap shaadi kar, natak nahi chalega."
(Stay silent and get married. No drama will work here.)
At the mandap, Ashok stood waiting, his dark, twisted smirk stretching across his face. The filth of his existence tainted the air around him.
Priya turned to her mother-in-law, her tone dripping with greed.
"Mom, papers ready hai."
(Mom, the papers are ready.)
Author:
I have never seen a mother like Sudha.
How could she be this heartless?
How could she get her own daughter married to the same monster who once tried to violate her?
Ashok-the bastard who had shattered Naina's soul, and yet, Sudha was handing her over to him like a mere object.
The pandit raised his voice, announcing the next ritual.
"Kanyadaan ke liye khade ho jaaiye."
(Stand for the sacred wedding rounds.)
Just as Naina's knees bent to obey, a deafening gunshot echoed through the hall.
The doors burst open.
There they stood-The Rajpurohit men and their army, armed to the teeth, their presence roaring through the like a storm.
The guests screamed in panic, chaos erupted, but Naina?
She remained still.
Unfazed.
Like a corpse with breath.
Vedant leaned toward Kunal, his voice low yet teasing.
"Bhai, hum late ho gaye kya? Ab kya karein?"
(Bro, are we late? What do we do now?)
He smirked.
"Ek idea hai, ish
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Issh ghadhe ko maar deta hoon, siyaapa hi khatam
(I have an idea-let's just kill one donkey and end this mess.)
Kunal rolled his eyes.
"Chup kar, kuch bhi bol raha hai."
(Shut up, you're talking nonsense.)
Pratap's voice boomed through the hall as he commanded his men.
"Har bande par bandook taano!"
(Point your guns at every person in this hall!)
Suryaveer stepped forward, his voice booming, confident, unshaken.
"Darrne ki zaroorat nahi, hum sirf apne bete ki shaadi karwane aaye hain."
(Don't be scared, we're only here to get my son married.)
He turned to Devanash with a smirk.
"Beta, jaa apni jagah le."
(Son, go take your place.)
Devanash nodded, stepping toward the mandap with a sharp gaze.
Sudha screamed, her face twisting in fury.
"WHO THE HELL ARE YOU?! MAIN TAY KARUNGI MERI BETI KISSE SHAADI KAREGI!"
(Who the hell are you?! I will decide whom my daughter will marry!)
Pratap stepped forward, his tone mocking, his expression dripping with sarcasm.
"Areee Shamdan ji, relax karooo."
(Oh, Mrs. Shamdan, relax.)
He smirked, tilting his head.
"Itni zor se bol rahi ho, gala baith jayega!"
(You're screaming so much, you'll lose your voice.)
Raghav, infuriated, roared.
"Chhodunga nahi kisi ko! Shaadi toh Ashok se hi hogi!"
(I won't spare anyone! The wedding will happen with Ashok only!)
Kunal snorted.
"Abe jo bhi, sunn! Mera bhai shaadi karne aaya hai, toh shaadi toh uski hogi, samjha?"
(Whatever, listen! My brother is here for marriage, so he's the one getting married, got it?)
Vedant groaned.
"Bhai, bas dialogue mat maar, main bhi kuch bolun?"
(Bhai, don't hog all the dialogues. Can I say something too?)
Then he smirked, breaking into a dramatic song.
""Aaye hain Rajpurohit baarati, band, baaja, gun leke!
Jayenge toh bhabhi ko taaliyon ke sang leke!
Dulha bhi ready, mandap bhi set hai,Jo roke shaadi, uska game Rajpurohit style mein khatam hai!"
(Translation:The heavy bridal lehenga felt like chains shackling me to a fate I never chose. Each step I took towards the mandap felt like walking into my grave. My body moved, but my soul-did I even have one left? My heart had stopped protesting long ago, crushed under the weight of betrayal, pain, and endless suffering.
Naina
Bhabhi's grip on my arm tightened as she hissed in my ear, "Chup chap shaadi kar, natak mat kar."
("Stay quiet and get married, no more drama.")
I didn't react. I had no fight left in me. My so-called family had beaten that out of me long ago. My mother-no, the woman who gave birth to me-stood on the side, watching everything unfold like it was just another business transaction. And Ashok... he sat there smirking, the same disgusting smirk that had haunted my nightmares. The man who had tried to ruin me, and yet, today, I was being gifted to him like an object.
The pandit's voice droned in the background, announcing the start of the rituals. I didn't listen. None of it mattered anymore. My fate was sealed.
And then- BANG!
A gunshot rang through the air, making everyone freeze. But not me. I didn't even flinch. My body was too used to violence to react anymore.
But what happened next was something I never expected.
The doors burst open, and in walked the Rajpurohits-like kings storming into enemy territory, dressed in their finest, with weapons in their hands and mischief in their eyes. They weren't just here to stop the wedding. They were here to own it.
Before anyone could process what was happening, Suryaveer Rajpurohit's commanding voice echoed through the hall.
"Chinta mat karo, hum bas shaadi karne aaye hain. Par dulha hum laaye hain."
("No worries, we're just here for a wedding. But we brought our own groom.")I blinked. My own groom?
And then I saw him. Devanash. Standing there in all his arrogant glory, with that signature smirk on his lips and a fire in his eyes.
What was he doing here? Why did he look so angry? And why... why was my heart suddenly beating again after feeling dead for so long?
The hall was filled with chaos.
Vedant leaned towards Kunal and whispered, "Bhai, hum late toh nahi ho gaye? Kya karenge ab? Ek kaam karta hoon, ek ghade ko maar deta hoon, siyaaapa khatam!"
("Bhai, are we too late? What should we do now? I have an idea-let me kill one idiot, problem solved!")
Kunal groaned, "Chup kar, kuch bhi mat bol!" ("Shut up, don't say anything stupid!")
Raghav lunged forward, shouting, "Main kisi ko nahi chhodunga! Shaadi toh Ashok se hi hogi!"
("I won't spare anyone! The wedding will happen with Ashok only!")
And Kunal, looking thoroughly unimpressed, shot back, "Abe jo bhi ho, sun... yeh shaadi toh bas Dev bhai ki hogi. Samjha?"
("Whatever, listen up... this wedding is happening, but only with Dev bhai. Got it?")
I watched, frozen, as Vedant dramatically spread his arms and declared,
"Aaye hain Rajpurohit baarati, band, baaja, gun leke!
Jayenge toh bhabhi ko taaliyon ke sang leke!"
The madness was unreal. My so-called family looked terrified, people were scrambling for cover, and yet... the Rajpurohits looked like they were thoroughly enjoying themselves.
And in the middle of all this insanity, Devanash's eyes were on me. Only me.
His jaw clenched, his hands fisted at his sides. There was something in his gaze-anger, pain... and determination.
And then, he did the most unexpected thing. He walked straight to the mandap, turned to the pandit, and said, "Shaadi shuru karo." ("Start the wedding.")
Wait... what?
What was happening?!
"The Rajpurohits have arrived as wedding guests, with music, drums, and guns in hand!
We'll leave only with our bhabhi, to the sound of claps all around!
The groom is ready, the mandap is set,
Anyone who stops this wedding-well, their game end .we won't leave without taking our sister-in-law!Clap for us!)
Kunal rolled his eyes.
"Ho gaya tera?"
(Done now?)
But Devanash?
His eyes weren't on anyone except Naina.
She stood there like a lost shadow, her presence barely existing.
His chest ached.
In his mind, he whispered, "I'm sorry. But I promise, I will make you whole again."
Vedant smirked, clapping.
"Pandit ji, shuru karooo! Aaj Maha Shivratri hai, Shiv-Parvati saamne hai!"(Pandit ji, start the rituals! Today is Maha Shivratri, and Shiv-Parvati are witnessing this union!)
Kunal chuckled.
"Bilkul sahi bola!"
(Absolutely right!)
Ashok sneered, his venomous voice slicing through the air.
"I TOLD YOU, JIJU! She has multiple affairs! This may be her some so cold lover she is such a slut"
The moment the words left his mouth, the entire Rajpurohit clan went deadly silent.
Vedant, Kunal, Suryaveer, and Pratap's blood boiled.
But Devanash?He had already murdered Ashok in his mind.
Suryaveer turned to his men, his voice ice cold.
"Isse le jao hamare khaas jagah pe."
(Take him to our special place.)
The Dungeon.
Vedant cracked his knuckles, his face dark with rage.
"Saale ko abhi maar dunga!"
(I'll kill this bastard right now!)
Kunal smirked, his fingers twitching over his gun.
"Main bhi."
(Me too.)
Pratap placed a hand on both their shoulders.
"Aaj nahi. Subh din hai. Control."
(Not today. It's a holy day. Control.)
But Devanash?
His gaze stayed fixed on Naina.
She didn't react.
She didn't flinch.
She didn't even acknowledge what was happening around her.
In the two years he had known her, he had never seen her like this.
She had always been a ray of sunshine.
A woman who lit up every room.
A woman who never let the world dull her spark.
And yet, here she stood-lifeless, empty, gone.
His fists clenched.
He had to bring her back.
The pandit continued, the sacred chants filling the hall.
Suryaveer performed the kanyadaan.And soon...The wedding was complete.Naina was now Devanash's wife.
And whether she realized it or not, her new family was about to fight every war necessary to bring her back to life.
Because she was a Rajpurohit now.
And Rajpurohits never lose.
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