Om Parvati pataye Har Har Mahadev
Mehra House – Living Room
The hallway filled with soft chatter when suddenly the main door opened.
A cool breeze drifted in with the faint scent of temple flowers.
Isha stepped in first, red suit glowing softly in the warm light, expression calm… composed… thoda nervous, but hiding it well.
Behind her, Shivanya walked in, cheerful as always, and then Shrishti, adjusting her dupatta with that confident I-run-the-world walk.
Everyone in the living room looked toward the door instinctively.
Kavya's face lit up instantly, voice softening,
"Aajao beta… pooja hogayi?"
Isha nodded, giving a gentle smile.
"Haan tai maa… sab achhe se ho gaya."
Her voice steady, but eyes showed that subtle tension — aaj meeting ka din tha.
Ritvik leaned a little closer to Dhairya and whispered—
(eyes widening in appreciation)
"Bro… entry toh filmy thi."
Dhairya nudged him sharply.
"Awaaz neeche… buddhu."
Shrishti walked in last, chin slightly raised,
and immediately said—
"Kya hua? Sab aise kyun dekh rahe ho? Darwaaza hi toh khola hai."
The room burst into small laughter.
Kavya stepped forward with a warm smile, her eyes softening as she saw the three girls enter.
"Chalo… sabse pehle mil lo sabse," she said gently.
Introductions Begin
Kritika and Ishika came closer, their eyes instantly lighting up when they saw Isha.
Ishika's eyes softened, a nostalgic smile forming. "Bilkul vaisi hi ho… jaise pehle thi. Bohot pyaari," she said, voice filled with warmth.
Isha shyly lowered her gaze, a small smile tugging at her lips.
"Haan…" Kritika nodded happily beside her.
On the side, Rudraksha's eyes stayed fixed on her — quietly, steadily — almost like he forgot to blink
Kritika suddenly looked at Shrishti with playful suspicion, lifting one eyebrow. "Aur ye… pakka Shrishti hi hai, haina?"
Shrishti straightened a little, smiling. "Ji, Kritu maa."
Ishika chuckled, placing a hand on her hip. "Abhi bhi vaisi hi hai. Yaad hai kaise Dhairya ko pareshan karti thi? Uske piche hi ghoomti rehti thi."
Shrishti smiled nervously, looking anywhere but Dhairya. She muttered under her breath, barely audible— "Abhi bhi ghoom hi rahi hoon… piche piche."
Shivanya hid a smile, elbowing her lightly.
Kavya placed a hand on Shivanya's shoulder. "Ye Shivanya hai… Shrishti ki best friend. Humari beti hi samjho."
Shivanya joined her hands politely, smiling. Ishika's expression softened instantly. "Bohot pyaari," she said with genuine affection.
Ishika turned toward the sofa. "Chalo… tumhe Dhairya, Rudra aur Ritvik se milvati hoon."
She looked at Rudraksha first. "Ye Rudraksha hai."
As Ishika introduced him,
Rudraksha slowly lifted his eyes toward Isha — almost hesitant, almost curious.
For a moment, everything around them softened.
Isha looked up too… and their eyes met.
Her expression stilled — calm, composed — but her fingers gently tightened around her dupatta
he froze for half a second
Not dramatic freeze —
just the stillness of someone seeing a familiar face after years.
His fingers paused mid-tap on his knee.
Expression unreadable — a mix of surprise and a hint
Ishika noticed and smiled knowingly but said nothing.
Shrishti leaned in, breaking the silence with a grin, "Ohh… toh ye hain jiju. I mean — hone wale."
Rudraksha immediately looked away, jaw tightening, ears turning a faint shade of red —
pretending he didn't hear anything.
Dhairya hid a laugh.
Ritvik openly smirked.
Ishika continued, amused, "Aur ye Dhairya… aur uska dost Ritvik."
Dhairya gave a polite nod.
"Hello, bhabhi."
Ritvik added dramatically,
"Namaste bhabhi,"
placing his hand on his chest like some sanskari hero.
Isha smiled shyly,
"Namaste."
Shrishti finally looked at Dhairya.
The moment their eyes met…
She froze.
Her breath stuck in her throat,
her heart thudded once — loudly.
She immediately looked away, but too late —
Dhairya had already seen her entire reaction.
Shivanya nudged her gently, whispering,
"Control… tu phir se statue ban gayi."
Shrishti inhaled sharply and forced out,
"Hel… hello."
Ritvik's eyes sparkled the moment he looked at Shrishti.
"Toh aap hi ho Shrishti? Bohot tareef suni hai aapki."
Shrishti frowned lightly. "Meri tareef?"
Ritvik held back a laugh. "Haan! Dining table par. Ki aap late tak sone mein champion hain… sabko pareshan karti ho… aur bhi bohot kuch."
The whole room burst into laughter.
Kritika folded her arms with a practical smile.
"Acha ab Isha aur Rudraksha ko bhi milne do. Aakhir decision toh unhe hi lena hai."
Nisha immediately nodded, hope flickering in her eyes.
"Bilkul sahi kaha. Isha, Rudraksha ko apne room mein le jao… aaram se baat kar lo. Phir jo theek lage, bata dena."
Isha quietly stood up.
Rudraksha too rose — neither of them looking at each other directly, a strange nervousness hanging in the air.
Isha walked toward her room.
Rudraksha followed her silently.
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Do dil… ek room… aur beech mein hazaar sawaal —
Aaj Isha aur Rudraksha ki wajah se
iss ghar ki saansein bhi ruk rahi hain.
Kya zindagi unhe ek hi raaste par le aayegi?
Ya dono ek doosre ki khwahish hokar bhi,
kisi aur mod par bikhad jayenge?
Aur…
Shrishti aur Dhairya…
7 saal purani dhadkan aaj phir se tez dhadne wali hai —
par iss baar…
Dil bolega, ya khamoshi sab keh degi?
Mahashivratri ki shaam… inki kismat ka faisla karegi.
Stay tuned… ❣️✨
~~Shrii