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ANNOUCEMENT:
I’m happy to announce to you all that this fan fiction has been awarded on Wattpad as:
1- 2nd Hindi Awards winner in Diamonds Star Awards
2- Special Mention in 1ST SET BETA WRITERS in “Mirror To Swasan FanFiction”
3- Consolation prize winner “The new author award”
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NOTE:
Hi guys, sorry for being so late, with Ramdan it’s difficult to find time to write… *holding ear and puppy eyes*
So, this is a Maha episode about Swara’s Godhbarai celebration… don’t panic, it’s not yet the last episode but there isn’t much episodes left till the end.
As this celebration is meant to be full of music, you’ll have lot of videos of similar celebrations, hope it will not bore you all and if it’s the case, you can skip and just read in between, but don’t skip the last video :p
Ok so, I’ll stop blabbering and lets move inside the episode, will be happy to know your feedbacks^^
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Maheshwari Mansion… months later…
The huge mansion was agitated by so many people busy in decorating and preparing what seems like a great celebration, Maheshwari’s women were supervising all the work keenly, curtains dispositions, lights suspensions, flower garlands… For the occasion, even Sharmistha and Dida were present and the priest was giving his last instructions to the so absorbed Durga Prasad, Ram Prasad and Shekar…
Laksh arrives his hands changed with lot of packets of sweets; he’s saved from falling by Ragini who rushes to him for help:
“- Arey! Laksh’ be careful! Why didn’t you ask for help from servants…”
She was displaying the packets on a big table verifying that nothing was missing, Laksh takes his breath back before replying:
“- nahi nahi!!! This is Godhbarai of my nephew or niece… I want to do it all by myself!”
“- ha ha baba… my nephew or niece too if you remember!”
“- achaa!! You’re not a marsi na! you’re his or her chachi…”
She slaps his shoulder playfully making him fake screaming dramatically:
“- in your dreams Mr Maheshwari… you’ll be a gentle mausa!”
Annapurna’s scolding voice startles them:
“- Arey will you both stay here for the whole day? Laksh’, you go and verify preparations outdoor… Ragini, mehendi?”
Ragini reassures her smilingly:
“- don’t worry, Ma … everything is ok! the mehendi’s girl is already up with her…”
“- Jiji… let them… they’re preparing themselves to be the next ones to celebrate this beautiful day!”
Annapurna smiles hopefully at her sister in law proposition, while she looks back to the young couple saying:
“- ha ha chore… it’s time for you too na?”
Laksh and Ragini look to each other worriedly, he takes her hand in his while she says:
“- Ma, I’ve promised to never hide anything on you again…”
Annapurna frowns at her questioningly, Laksh’ adds:
“- Ma, main aur Ragini have decided to wait a bit for having a baby… Sanskar and Swara are needing us for the moment, our full help and…”
Sujatta exclaims loudly:
“- arey kya bakwas chore!”
“- bas Sujatta…”
Annapurna approaches her daughter in law before saying on a calm tone smilingly:
“- beta, I know that you’re worried for your sister but you shouldn’t, we’re all here… Remember that Sanskar has asked all of us to continue our lives normally, it’s the better way we can help them”
Sujatta adds on a confident tone:
“- ha Ragini, we’re here for them and for the baby even after Swara’s dea…”
“- Ma!”
Sanskar’s voice stopped the word which almost escaped Sujatta’s lips before she could think about it shocking all of them, Ragini looks down feeling tears submerging her as Laksh’ tightens his grip on her hand, Annapurna who turns to find him standing behind them a big box in his hands. Before they could say anything else, he makes his way upstairs without a look to them.
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Sitting in her bed, her back sustained by two big pillows, her loosened hair gathered aside on one shoulder, a small pillow hiding her covered by sheets round belly, Swara was smiling faintly to the young woman facing her as she was drawing with mehendi beautiful arabesques on her skinny hand up to her forearm. She has a small laugh as the girl tells her maliciously:
“- I’ll draw an “S” for Sanskar in some hidden place…”
“- no madam… not “S” but double “SS”…”
At his voice, Swara’s face lightens up with a beautiful smile, she sees him come toward her and sit at her side admiring the mehendi’s girl work. He passes his arm around her shoulders side hugging her tenderly looking in her eyes as she asks him:
“- double SS?”
He explains:
“- yes… don’t you know that I adopted your signature too… SS. Maheshwari…”
Swara’s cheeks heat up at the burning gaze he was giving her unaware of the young woman presence. She looks down escaping his devouring eyes focused on her lips adjusting her position in his embrace.
The girl who was absorbed in her task looks up to them as she finished her left hand, but looks down immediately coughing before asking her to put her right hand over the pillow, Swara winces painfully as she moves her arm. Her perfusion was pinning her hand and the girl blinks lot of times noticing it for the first time.
Sanskar asks her the mehendi cone opening his palm, he says at her frowning expressing:
“- Thank you… I’ll handle it from now”
His smile was intact filling Swara’s heart with happiness, as the young woman was still not moving unable to understand what Sanskar was meaning, Swara tells her:
“- Pooja… thank you, you go and help other women in the home for mehendi now… I’ll call you if I need help”
Pooja gives the mehendi’s cone to Sanskar before saluting them and go making them laugh at her stunned expression:
“- Mr Maheshwari… don’t act so knightly in front of strangers… they’ll think that I’ve put a spell on you”
He prints a swift kiss at her lips corner then shifts a bit releasing his hug to kneel on the ground next to her extended arm at her side and says dramatically:
“- knightly!?!? Applying mehendi is the less men work humanity has ever seen”
He bits on his lower lip childishly as he starts applying the dark paste’s drawings concentrating the maximum which makes her smile to him fondly, she calls for him:
“- Sanskar?”
“- hmmm??”
He was unable to formulate a coherent sentence focusing on his task… she asks again:
“- Sanskar?”
He finally looks up to her taking the cone away from her skin:
“- ha princess?”
“- what has Doctor Sharma said?”
Sanskar looks down for a brief moment before looking around the room’s décor, medical material was all disposed behind Swara’s bed, the nurse who is permanently accompanying her was surely somewhere in the house, during the last months, she became like a family member and in her attempt to make Swara feel the less uncomfortable possible, as by Sanskar’s instructions, she’s involving herself in the family’s tasks.
Looking back to her, Sanskar says on a confident tone:
“- She’s happy that we approached the ritual’s date so she can program the delivery as soon as possible…”
Swara looks down to her belly and says worriedly:
“- our little one is still so small…”
Sanskar takes a deep breath getting up to sit back at her side saying:
“- what have we said, princess?… we almost reached the seventh month hai na? the baby has the most chance to survive by now…”
She shakes her head agreeing tears start forming in her eyes:
“- Arey, why are you crying?”
Sanskar wipes her tears with his thumb frowning, she says with a small voice:
“- THE baby nahi, Sankar… OUR baby”
He blinks confusedly then takes a deep breath saying:
“- our baby, paka?”
She bursts out crying suddenly, during all those months, she’s struggling with Sanskar’s behavior toward their baby. Along with his complete devotion to her well being taking care of every single small detail about her health and pregnancy, he’s completely avoiding any kind of contact with the coming baby… never watched the screen of echography again, he never put his hand over her belly when the baby moves like every member of the family.
Till now, she tried to understand, to not push him, to let him enough time to accept the situation but today, at the evocation of the upcoming delivery, at the idea that her baby will not be accepted by his father she can’t stand it anymore… all her courage and braveness evaporated in the distance she sees forming between her and Sanskar whenever the baby’s birth is evocated.
Sanskar puts aside the mehendi’s cone to take her in his arms holding her tightly avoiding to move the perfusion which will hurt her, caressing her hair her, he says emotionally trying to repress his own tears:
“- sorry princess… didn’t meant to hurt you, please don’t be sad… you know that our baby is feeling the same as you, you want him to hate his stupid father even before birth?”
He smiles seeing her look up to him smiling behind her tears, kissing her tears away, he hugs her again breathing deeply her delicate perfumed hair.
He’s now used to her sudden changes of moods after so many months. It wasn’t always simple to follow her mood swings and despite all his attempts to always makes her feel happy, he bitterly assumes that he’ll never reach all her expectations… whatever he’ll do, reality will always be there, hovering a dark shadow over their lives… Swara is ill… the baby will come in much less time than he should… every moment is a battle against death for the both of them and whatever he’ll do, he’ll just be there… standing aside… helpless!
Soon, he feels her small silhouette getting heavier over his chest, she felt asleep as her usual whenever she has too much emotions her weak body not able to handle it…
Making her lie down carefully, taking off the pillow from her lap he discovers her small round belly which he hurriedly cover with the sheet. Then closing his eyes tightly, he wipes his tears with a raged hand before he kneels on the ground again taking the mehendi’s cone. As he continues his drawings over her blued with the needles marks arm, he lets go of his tears freely now she couldn’t see him…
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The day after… Swasan’s Godhbarai…
Swara is sitting in front of her mirror after the professional make up team has finished preparing her, finally alone, she puts her both hands over her belly and says:
“- it’s your big day, little one… you’ll see how many people are loving you even before you come to this world… didn’t I tell you before? Don’t worry, you’ll never feel alone… you’re lucky enough to have a so big loving family… you’ll never miss…”
She stops seeing Ragini’s reflect coming in, wiping secretly a tear pearling at her eye’s corner, she smiles widely to her sister who hugs her tightly from behind blowing a kiss on her cheek and says:
“- you look beautiful, Swara…”
Ragini’s care over all those months has been priceless, she knows that it’s her force of character which is keeping Sanskar so strong, she’s the one assuring that no one in the Maheshwari Mansion will treat her as an ill person.
After the first normal weeks, Swara’s health has started being marked by the illness effects and in the worst moments she wanted to hide from her Sanskar, it was Ragini’s presence and help which made her continue…
Letting her put a protective khol’s mark under her ear, she hugs her back at the moment her mother and Dida join them…
“- Shona, are you ready beta?… guest start coming…”
“- Arey Shomi… let me admire my Sorroo first… you look like a bride!”
Putting another black mark on her neck, she stops her from trying to bend down for blessings. Keeping her hand on her head, she says:
“- bas bas beta! You shouldn’t make so much efforts…”
Soon Annapurna comes smiling tenderly at the Gadodia’s family then teases her:
“- ha ha Swara beta… you’re with you family now… why to remember this old woman!”
“- Arey Bade Ma don’t say that…”
The old woman stops her too from bending down for blessing and adds a black point on her neck too, Sujatta comes running:
“- let me see her, let me see her…”
She’s carrying some lemon and pimento and pushes everyone to makes some rounds over her head protectively saying:
“- mere Swara is the most beautiful future ma on the world, I don’t want anyone to look at her with a bad eye!”
All of them laugh at her mimics as Durga Prasad and Ram Prasad join them inside, she smiles at their blessings agreeing at their instructions:
“- the most important is that you don’t tire yourself, hai na beta?”
“- ha Bade Papa… don’t worry, I’m fine…”
Her smile fades seeing Uttra coming in rolling the wheel’s chair in front of her. Since two months, she barely walks by her own in order to make the less effort possible and honestly, walking has become a rude task her weak body is no more able to do. But today… she wanted to forget all about her state, she just wants to enjoy this celebration…
Just then Sanskar comes his one gigavolts smile lightening his face, his eyes detailing her from head to toe up and down admiringly, she blushes looking down feeling ashamed to have a so shameless husband, God all the family members are around… he exclaims joyfully:
“- I’ll handle from now on…”
When everyone was gone, he comes closer kneeling at her feet to look in her eyes:
“- this is not fair, princess!”
She looks up to him surprised not understanding, caressing his bangels shining at her wrists; he says taking something from his pocket:
“- you shouldn’t look so beautiful and wait from me to just keep calm sharing you all those people down…”
She blushes more as he takes one of her hands making her wear a gold large bangel surprising her… she says:
“- Sanskar! I should be wearing glass and colored bangels… you…”
“- shut…”
Making her wear the second one on her other hand, he caresses the printed with mehendi skin saying:
“- let the world offer you glass and colored bangels… i’m your prince, princess… you want our baby to think that I’m tightfisted father?”
She blinks in surprise, he never talked about their baby in this manner and without controlling herself, she just plunges in his embrace hiding her happy tears in his neck, he tightens his arm’s hold around her and they stay there for God knows how much time… how he wanted to skip all those festivities and just pass directly to the main point, delivery!
But he knows how important it is for her and he could do anything to just see her like this… when he came few minutes ago, he felt like he’s plunging so long time ago, there she was, his Swara, his princess, carefree… happy… healthy…
Overwelmeth feeling about breaking down, he takes a deep breath and says:
“- Princess? You’re not helping your shameless husband you know?”
She snatches herself from him hitting his shoulder playfully making him smile wider. He cups her angelic face in his palms admiring it again then approaches to print a tender kiss on her forehead…
“- shall we go?”
At her agreeing head shake, he gets up to bend over her putting an arm round her shoulder, the other under her knees, she asks alarmed:
“- what are you doing Sanskar!?”
“- carrying you down!”
His tone was so confident as if carrying his wife in his arms in front of hundreds of guests was the most normal thing in the world, she looks at him like if he has suddenly two more heads on his shoulders:
“-PRINCE… you seem forget that we’re not alone in this world but let me remind you that…”
He puts a finger over her lips shutting her up and bends over her face to whisper in her ear:
“- Princess… if you complain for this, I’ll do much madder things down in front of people!”
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She widens her eyes in shock as he picks her as easily as if he was carrying a six old child… wrapping her arms around his neck, she looks to him keenly as he starts moving toward the door, feeling submerged again by the immense love filling her heart for him, she asks:
“- Sanskar?”
He looks to her questioningly so she sign him to approach as she wants to say something in his ear, when he does, she simple prints a kiss on his lips corner surprising him, she smiles sheepishly at his turning red cheeks… she thinks feeling wings growing on her back:
“blushing Sanskar Maheshwari is the most beautiful sight in this world!”
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After the pooja, Swara who is seated on a comfortable couch receives all the guests blessings, one after the other, women from both sides families, neighbors, friends, business partners and even employees fills her lap with gifts… fruits, vegetables, saris, jewelries… they puts a blessing tika on her forehead and make her wear all colored bracelets…
Sanskar at her side is amazed to see her support all this burden around with a bright smile, not complaining from pain of tiredness. It’s not like she’s used to do, not at all… she’s the careless person he ever saw, but she rarely could hide her state like today… maybe because she’s really so happy and for the first time he feels like this traditional rasm is the better moment for the pregnant woman.
Soon the musical party starts animating the Maheshwari mansion for the first time since so long time, he holds her hand in his telling her that he’s not that bad in applying mehendi as the result is admirable.
She smiles to him recalling the women teasing words saying that her mehendi is as dark as at her wedding which mean that her husband is just loving her as much as the first day… if only they knew, she thinks landing her head on his shoulder enjoying the first performance…
Ragini’s graceful steps win everyone’s heart, little aysh even trying to join her makes everyone laugh… Swara tightens her hold on Sanskar’s arm enjoying the music her eyes glittering with happiness…
As Laksh joins Ragini for a romantic dance, Swara and Sanskar are just lost in each other eyes recalling sweet moments together…
seeing her frowning putting her hand on her belly, he questions her worriedly, but she smiles saying:
“- nothing… little one is just enjoying the music…”
Lost in her beautiful smile, he doesn’t realize it before he puts his hand on her belly at her hand’s side, she feels the baby make like some dancing steps too from happiness, he widens his eyes at the sensation and before he realizes, some girls snatches Swara from Sankar’s hold to make her join Ragini on the stage, he wants to protest but she shakes her head saying that it’s ok…
He’s at her side at the end of the dance… joining them and enjoying to see his princess dancing … laughing… and most important for him to keeping a protective eye on her.
Swara is just happily enjoying herself, feeling like flying from happiness that for the first time he touched her belly when their baby was moving… at this moment anything else doesn’t matter…
at the end of the dance, he makes her sit back on the couch asking her to not tire herself too much and for all responses, she just hugs him tightly unaware of the people around who are already enjoying a little girl’s dance from her academy…
Sanskar bends over Swara’s ear and whispers seriously:
“- if you’re giving me a girl… I’ll tell you from now, there is no way she joins you Academy later!!!”
At his shocked expression, she laughs heartily pulling his cheeks like if he was a small boy just at the moment some employees of his company offers them a dance for the occasion… they are followed by Ragini and Uttra’s performance…
the nurse wearing celebrating outfits comes with Swara’s medicines which Sanskar takes nodding to her. He then discreetly nourishes Swara some small cut pieces of fruits, as he knows how difficult is swallowing for her in the last weeks then he makes her take her pills as everyone was absorbed by the stage.
Soon Shekar and Sharmistha’s acclamation makes them look there only to find the little Ayush performing too which makes Swara claps in her hands excitedly before whistling madly to encourage him…
at the end of the dance Swara is surprised to not find Sanskar at her side, lights goes off and suddenly she feels someone carrying her in his arms, he reassures her blowing in her ear:
“- Don’t worry princess… main ho na…”
When he puts her down, the first notes of the song makes her shiver in his embrace… goose bumps run over her spin as he extends his hand to her…
like they’re alone in the universe, they just melt in each other’s presence to be… to be Swasan… their memories flowing over their live’s events until that morning months ago… after the worst night they passed since they’re together again…
Precap: Flashback of the past months since the precedent episode…