The Engagement Day-

Roshni- Maa where is ishu, tonight is my Engagement and she is not here?

She said in a disappointed tone.

Megha- Oh she is arriving today , afterNoon ki train hai . Papa aur Amma lene gaye hai.

She said while making her younger daughter Ishaanvi's Favorites.

Palak panner

Matar pulav

Masala papad

Boondi raita

Dal fry

And last but no the least Dahi bada.

Roshni- Wow maa, all are ishu's fav. Maybe she is your only daughter you love her too much.

She pouted while hugging her mother from behind.

Megha- Na.. meri pyaari bacchi. Both of you are my Favourite but do you know ishu won the championship.

She said while carrasing her face from her shoulders.

Roshni- wow really then i should also do something for her.

She said while storming towards her room.

Megha- Are beta aram se , today is your engagement be careful.

She said while smiling at her childishness .

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At Railway station-

Suresh stood eagerly at the platform, his heart swelling with pride and anticipation as he scanned the bustling crowd of passengers. His daughter, Ishaanvi, was returning home after a triumphant victory at the national boxing championship. The moment she stepped off the train, her presence was like a beacon, drawing his attention immediately.

Suresh -  ishaanvi!!!

He called out waving enthusiastically.

Ishaanvi, a spirited 19-year-old, spotted her father and broke into a wide grin. She rushed towards him, her footsteps light with the exhilaration of her recent success. As she reached him, she enveloped Suresh in a tight hug, their shared joy palpable to those around them.

"Dad! I did it!"

Ishaanvi exclaimed, her voice filled with excitement and pride.

Suresh - I knew you would, my champion,I'm so proud of you, Ishaanvi.

He pulled back slightly to look at her, his eyes shimmering with tears of happiness. He said, his voice brimming with emotion.

They stood there for a moment, enveloped in the warmth of their reunion. The platform was bustling with activity, but for Suresh and Ishaanvi, time seemed to stand still.

Coach- Gupta ji aapki beti ne toh humsab ka naam roshan kar diya.

She made the whole country proud.

Her coach said while coming with her luggage and trophy.

Saira- Yes uncle you should've seen the look on the foreign girl face whom ishu beat to become champion, she couldn't belive it.

Her classmate said and her 2 other friends also nodded their head. Their eyes held pride and respect for ishaanvi.

They were having some conversation but then.

Whistle...

That annoying whistle noise you hear from gali side romeo.

They all turned around and saw some odd looking Chapri boys with red , green and blonde etc color..hair color.

6 boys were huddled beside toilet and so they smells like that yukkk too.

Ishaanvi and her classmates (all girls) made a disgusted face while looking at them.

Her Coach Mahendra joshi  and her father looked at boys while anger was shimmering in their eyes.

Suresh looked at railway platform they were standing and around them no one else was present. It feels like the whole corwd ranaway after looking at these Cadbury Gems group.

Ishaanvi slide her shoulder bag and gave it to her father.

Ishaanvi- Oo kaka papa aur Coach sir ke liye 2 cup chai banaiye. Hum thoda in macchis ki tilli ko sabak sikha kar ate hai.

She said to tea stall seller.

And then marched towards those boys.

Red Hair- Hello sweetieee... humse dosti karogi kya. Waise tum hume maar nahi sakti hum bahut pahuchi hui chij hai.

That red bambo  stick said while coming closer to her.

Ishaanvi- Nahi marenge nahi bas Dharti maiiya ko pranam karna sikhayenge.

She said to him.

Saira and other followed ishaanvi while cracking their knuckles.

Green hair boy- Oye look another one is coming , tum meri ho jaaneman.

He said while looking at saira with weird side smile.

Saira felt shivers run down her spines

This green garbage need to be put in it's place.

Ishaanvi moved with the fluid grace of a seasoned fighter, her eyes focused and unwavering. The red-haired boy had underestimated her from the start, but she was determined to show him the error of his ways. With a swift uppercut jab, she sent him reeling, his surprise evident in his wide eyes.

Not giving him a moment to recover, Ishaanvi followed up with a series of precise boxing techniques. Her footwork was impeccable, a dance of agility and strength. She delivered a powerful cross punch that connected with his jaw, and then a hook that left him dazed.

The boy staggered, his mind struggling to process the whirlwind of skill and power he had just encountered. Before he could regain his balance, Ishaanvi delivered the final blow—a perfectly executed uppercut that made him faint, his body collapsing to the ground in a heap.

Ishaanvi stepped back, breathing steadily, as she watched the boy's friends rush to his side. Her expression was calm, but her eyes held a fierce determination.

Green hair and Blonde hair boy looked at  Saira and Naina

In the quiet afternoon at the railway station, the air was still, and the only sounds were the distant hum of trains and the occasional murmur of travelers. Suddenly, the tranquility was shattered by the presence of two formidable boxing champions: Saira and Naina. Known for their prowess in the ring, these women were not ones to back down from a challenge.

The opponents? A green-haired guy with a penchant for causing trouble and his equally troublesome companion with blonde hair. They had been stirring up a ruckus, their obnoxious laughter echoing through the station as they sought to provoke anyone who crossed their path.

Saira and Naina, having had enough of their antics, stepped forward, ready to put an end to the chaos. The green-haired guy smirked, clearly underestimating the prowess of the two women before him. His blonde-haired friend followed suit, his confidence evident in his swagger.

The encounter quickly escalated, and soon, fists flew. Saira and Naina moved with precision and grace, their boxing techniques honed to perfection. Each punch and dodge was executed with the kind of expertise that comes from years of practice and dedication.

It wasn't long before the two troublemakers found themselves kissing the floor, their bravado replaced by a dazed realization of their defeat. Saira and Naina stood over them, victorious, their expressions a mix of satisfaction and stern warning.

One policeman came and sat beside suresh who was in shock to witness the-

- Bharat Mata ki betiyon ne bure ladkon ko sabak sikhate hue.

Inspector Singh- That's right they deserved it, naak main dam karke rakhe the ye launde sale aur maro betiyon.

He said while sipping his own tea.

Coach sir- What!! They had done this before?? Then why didn't you arrested them.

He asked the Inspector.

Inspector singh- Oh we did tried to but he is village sarpanch son, so it's difficult to even beat him with sticks and also one girl last week almost lost her life because they were chasing her, she made difficult choice of choosing  to end her own life but not touched by them.

That's the reality even sometimes Police want to protect the females , some bigshots man abused their power to protect their potential rapist sons.

Disgusting parenting.

Inspector singh got up - Okay girls That's enough to put them in hospital for few weeks now you can go and Thankyou.

He said while walking towards them , only stop at that most spoiled and perverted red hair guy and gave him a full blown hard kick on his ehem.. ehemm..

He screamed and then fainted again.

Ishaanvi along with her girl gang- we did it  guys and let's go.

She had proven her point, and now it was time to walk away from the fight, leaving behind a lesson in strength and skill that would not soon be forgotten

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At home-

Ishaanvi- Diduuuuuuu meri pyaari dulhan  kaha ho??

She said while shouting behind her Her dadi was coming looking at her.

Dadi- Maine bola tha Suresh se mujhe bhi leke chalta Platform pe, hatt yaar Fight miss kardi main.

She was pissed as she couldn't see the live WWF.

Pillu and chico ran towards her .

Woof woof pillu barked and chico purred loudly  to her , looking up at her with his Big sparking brown eyes.

Pillu was circling around ishaanvi-

Yes yes i am back, now we will play all day and night!!!!!

She shouted loudly.

Megha- ye loo ate hi shuru, congratulations beta you won.

She said while hugging her daughter tightly.

Meeowwwww!!!!

Chico cried  loudly he was crushed between them.

Megha- Are Billa tu idhar dab gaya kya sorry beta...

And just like that they had full fun after long time.

Ishaanvi entered the room and searching for her  Roshni Di.

Ishaanvi-  Di where are you?? Pretty bride.

Roshni jumped infront of her and opened a confetti phataka .

Pop!!!.

Congratulations behenaaaa

She shouted making her eardumers  bleed.

Ishaanvi covering her ears - Yaar aap bhi na behera karogy kya.

She pouted.

Roshni crushed her bone with her hug -

I missed you alot and today you will not even leave my side okay??..

She nodded and went to prepare for the engagement.

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Samrat was waiting for Roshni's family to arrive eagerly.

Her Father was here already  and was looking at every decorations and staff making sure no mishaps happens today.

Suresh- Yuvraj ji you shouldn't have come too soo here, i was already here to look after everything.

He said while looking at him lovingly.

Samrat - But papa it's okay , i just wanted to be helpful to you.

He said while checking his emails to Organizer head , he told him to play his favorite song at her entrance .

Suresh didn't said anything but repeating the word papa nth number of times in his head.

He feels good to have him as his Son-in-law.

Samrat - Papa i will get ready then re- check a the arrangements .

Suresh nodded and went towards caterers.

His outfit



Roshni's outfit



When roshni entered the Engagement hall one song played.

दिन शगना दा चढेया

आओ सखियों नि वेहरा सजेया

हाँ..

मेरा सजना मिलेया

सजना मिलन वधियाँ

नि साजन डोली लेके लेके औना

मेरा सजना मिलेया

सजना मिलेया

सजना मिलेया हां

When she was walking towards the Stage as instructed by The Organiser.

She saw Him and her breath hitch..

She halted not only her steps and her heart beats too.

She felt as if time stops, now nothing can stop her to running  towards him jumped on him to hug  tightly.

Finally after all these years she is getting everything, her happiness,  her family happiness , her career .

Him.

He took care of her heart

He understood her love for her dreams.

He listened to her.

He is like her dream man .

She felt sudden. Shyness hit her , but she choose to take steps towards him.

Not only steps but she is laying her heart to him. Walking towards him so they will walk together for Eternity.

Upclose he looked dashing and handsome. His Desi yet elegance outfit hugged his body like a second skin.

His freshly after shave wash

she can smell it and drown in it.

He smelled amazing,  he smelled just like he is  hers.

He belong to her.

Roshni felt her heart flutter as Samrat's gaze remained fixed on her, his eyes intense and unwavering. It was as if time had paused, allowing them to exist in a world of their own. She could feel the warmth of his stare, a silent communication that spoke volumes.

As Samrat took her hand in his, Roshni felt a wave of emotions surge through her. His rough, calloused palms contrasted with her small, delicate ones, yet they fit together perfectly, as if they had always been meant to intertwine. The connection between them was palpable, a bond that seemed to transcend the chaos around them.

In that moment, Roshni realized that Samrat's presence had become a grounding force in her life. Despite the whirlwind of events surrounding them, his touch offered a sense of stability and comfort. She couldn't help but wonder what the future held for them, and whether this newfound connection would withstand the tests of time.

As music  drifted through the air, Roshni and Samrat stood together, lost in a silent dance of emotions. Neither spoke, but the unspoken understanding between them was enough. They both knew that this moment was just the beginning of something profound, a journey that neither had anticipated but now felt destined to explore together.

Samrat- Swapna sundari lag rahi hai aap .

He whispered in her ears, sending a wave of shivers down her spin.

Roshni- Aur aap bhi Theek Thak lag rahe hai.

She said while looking up  at him, sje reaches till his shoulders.

Samrat- Ohh.. aisa hai, but I tried a lot to look handsome, dashing, and irresistible today. No worries, I'll do it again on the wedding day.

He said with a smirk, meeting her doe eyes with his foxy gaze.

His rough big palms and her small and delicate palm fit in his like it was always meant to be together.

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As the couple stood poised to exchange rings, an unexpected buzz of whispers and murmuring rippled through the crowd, causing a slight hesitation in the proceedings. Confusion etched on their faces, they turned to see what had captured everyone's attention. The large projector screen, meant to display cherished moments of their Royal family  relationship, now showed a photo that was both surprising and misleading.

In the image, he was holding Roshni in his arms.

           However, the angle of the photo suggested a closeness that was more intimate than intended, creating the illusion that they were sharing a kiss. The reality was far from this interpretation, but the picture painted a different story—a story ripe for misunderstanding.

   A collective gasp echoed through the venue, as guests leaned towards each other, whispering and speculating about the nature of the relationship between the two.

        Some guests broke into awkward laughter, trying to ease the tension that had suddenly descended upon the event. It was a nervous attempt to dismiss what they had seen as a humorous mishap.

Others remained silent, their disbelief evident as they tried to reconcile the image with the people they thought they knew well.

The couple exchanged a quick glance, their initial shock giving way to resilience. They knew the truth of their relationship and the integrity they shared. With a deep breath, he addressed the crowd, his voice steady and calm.

Samrat- This picture was taken out of context, Roshni and I have shared many moments of friendship, and this is just one of them. We cherish each other's company, we're grateful for your concern, but it's important to remember that not everything is as it seems. We hope you can join us in celebrating our union today, without any lingering doubts

He began, offering a reassuring smile.

Roshni, standing beside him, nodded in agreement.

Someone from the crowd - But you are going to be King and this is how you are behaving with your going to be bride.

Someone else joined to- Can we expect the royal next heir before Your Coronation Yuvaraj.

Someone - Maybe this girl is not pure , god knows rhe limits she crossed to seduce the Yuvraj.

Roshni was feeling anxious , scared  but most of all angry.

With her sweaty palms she retreated her hands from him , not in the mood to continue the Engagement.

Smriti quickly stepped in for their rescue- Don't you dare to forget  the couple you are talking about are-

    Your Yuvraj  future king and future Queen.

Say one more word and the Maharaj and Maharani will not any second to end your bloodline.

Mrs. Kaverdi- But Maharani ji, they are not wrong. The engagement is happening now, but you said the wedding will be postponed for two years. What if they both cross their limits and a child is born before marriage? Oh no, the world will laugh at us, especially the royal family.

Smriti looked at her  bestfriend,  she is not wrong the possibilities of child is  slim but still exists.

Smriti with fierce  determination to save the reputation of The Suryavanshi took a huge step.

Smriti- In Six days their wedding will be held. Now no doubts to anyone.

All the heads are turned towards her.

A wave of shock among the crowds.

Roshni couldn't held it in anymore.

Roshni- It was your plan na , you planed all this , the lies the deception every words uttered by your words.

You wanted to marry me before i build myself so you played this cheap trick to trap me.

She was accusing Smarat but the reality he was also innocent.

Smarat-

No why would i do that--

Slap!!!!!

She slapped him , The yuvraj The royal blood infront of everyone.

She left in a hurry, tears streaming down her face as she sought refuge from the world outside. Her heart felt as if it were being torn apart, and she needed a place where she could release the flood of emotions without restraint. As she stumbled through the dimly lit corridors, she found a small, secluded room, perfect for pouring out her heart's sorrow.

Once inside, she let the tears flow freely, her sobs echoing softly against the walls. The weight of her emotions was overwhelming, a culmination of years of silent suffering and unspoken words.

He couldn't ignore the pain etched across her face; it compelled him to act. Without a moment's hesitation, he navigated through the labyrinthine hallways, determined to reach her side.

As he approached the door to the small room, he paused, taking a deep breath to steady himself. He knew he had to offer comfort, but he wasn't sure how. Gathering his resolve, he gently pushed the door open, stepping inside with a soft, reassuring presence.

Smarat Hey, i didn't do it i swear.

He began softly, his voice a gentle whisper in the quiet room.

She looked up, her eyes red and puffy from crying, but she was sti angry at him.

- leave me alone just gooo.

Samrat - Look if i really wanted to make you mine too soon. I would never play this cheap tricks in fact i would force marry you.

He began his explanation, but she is not ready to listen to him.

She got up and was about to leave.

- You're  a liar , a very bad person and a manipulative bastard get the hell out of my face and never show me yourself to me again.

She said all this harsh words to him in anger but he was not ready to let her disrespect him like this. Not when he is also innocent like her.

So he grabbed her hand and twisted it gently behind her back, pulling her close until she was face to face with him, her back pressed firmly against the wall. The 

Vulnerable glint in her eyes dimmed slightly, replaced by a hint of surprise. Yet, she did not seem afraid, instead, her was scared as she met his gaze head-on.

Roshni- Why are you doing this?

she asked, her voice now tinged with hate and anger.

Samrat held her gaze, a flicker of uncertainty crossing his features. He wasn't sure himself why he had reacted so impulsively.

Samrat - I need to know why you're here? And why are you not listening to my words.

he said, his voice steady but low, as if speaking too loudly might shatter the fragile truce between them.

She tilted her head slightly, a  small broken smile  playing at the corners of her lips once more.

Roshni- maybe i am tired now  and just wants to dissappear now let me go.

Her voice was dropping low.

Samrat- I don't know how but i will make everything right just trust me please. Give me one chance.

He pleaded to her.

Roshni- I am done with everything now. Nothing can save me , my joining letter is in six days i don't know what to do.

She was tired and done with everything in life.

Smarat- I will make sure no harm will come to do , for now let's just go and exchange the rings tomorrow i will talk to Maa and make sure the wedding will be postpone.

He assured her.

Roshni looked at him not sure what to feel, is he saying truth or another lie.

- but what if you can't do it?

Smarat- Then i will take responsibility okay now let's go.

He released her.

As she adjusted her position, smoothing her clothes with an air of nonchalance, she looked up at him with a mixture of  surprise and something curiosity.

Roshni- but how? It's just... everything's been so hard, i don't know how much more I can take.

She admitted between shaky breaths.

Samrat nodded, understanding the unspoken burdens she carried.

—You're not alone, I'm here, and whatever you're going through, you don't have to face it by yourself.

He assured her.

His words, simple yet profound, began to ease her turmoil. In that small room, away from the prying eyes of the world, they found a moment of connection—a shared understanding that was both comforting and healing.

After they exchanged their rings  nobody question them.

Smriti just hugged tightly Roshni's and whispered - i can understand why you slapped him but please be mindful he is Yuvraj and you can't do it but also your reaction was valid . My child please forgive me  and get married to my son.

Roshni just nodded and followed all the remaining rituals.

[From here now you can read Chapter 1 

Again to refresh your memories to what happened and now roshni is on the mission to runaways from her Wedding]

Roshnj- I will not let anybody to decide  to future and i will runaway from here, to protect my dignity my hopes my words and my Dreams.

Nobody can come in between not even Yuvraj.

She said after removing her bridal lehenga gifted by Maharani as per wedding rituals.

Next part will be uploaded today stay tune.

Fin..

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