Sorry, guys i couldnt update on tuesday this week. That is why as compensation I am posting a long update. Enjoy!!!

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Sanyukta stood by the window and admired her Henna clad hands. The beautiful design spread from her fingers all the way up to her elbow. Even her legs are covered till her knees with the beautiful design. She was glad they have dried and now she can move about easily. She sighed caressing her left palm with her right palm. She smiled thinking of Randhir's reaction when he would have to find his name here. The Henna artist has very skilfully hidden his name by scattering all the alphabets in the design.

Sanyukta's reverie was broken when someone knocked at the door. She turned around and smiled looking at her father.

'Papa.'

Kishore nodded and walked towards her. Sanyukta noted tears in his eyes and something he hid behind him. She frowned.

'Are you okay, Papa?' She sounded concerned. Kishore nodded and blinked his tears. He forced a smiled and said.

'Look what I got for you.' Then he moved his hand and showed her a small box. Sanyukta looked clueless. He forwarded it to her and she took them. Sanyukta opened them was surprised to see two golden ethnic kangans.

'Papa these are-'

'Your mother's.'

Sanyukta had tears in her eyes as well. She looked at them and reminisced how Anju was so keen to make her wear these on her wedding day. Sanyukta turned her head and looked at the bedside table, the photo frame of her mother. She smiled sadly. How happy and excited she would have been now. Only if she was alive.

Kishore cleared his throat and Sanyukta quickly wiped tears from the corner of her eyes and looked at her father. He smiled extending his hand and gesturing towards the kangans. Sanyukta nodded and handed it to him. She extended her hands.

'Your Mother would have been so proud.' He said making her wear the kangans.

'Yes, Papa.' Sanyukta nodded looking at the photo frame again.

Kishore admired the kangans on his daughter's wrist and smiled, then he looked up.

'Okay, Beta. Go to sleep. Tomorrow is the Pre-wedding photoshoot it will become tiring.' Kishore patted her shoulder. Sanyukta nodded lowering her head.

'And,' – Kishore held her chin and made her look up, - 'I don't want my pretty daughter to have dark circles on her big day.' He teased her and Sanyukta smiled.

'Oh, Papa!' She leaned forward and hugged her father tightly. Kishore hugged her with one arm and patted her head lovingly.

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'Do I have to do a photoshoot in a shervani.' Randhir whined as Sanaya adjusted the collar of his cream and golden Shervani.

'Yes. And shut up, Sheku.' She scolded him. Randhir looked down at the heavily embroider Shervani.

'Who said only girls have to carry heavy dresses.' Randhir said bitterly. He frowned when Sanaya giggled.

Randhir didn't understand the point of the red and golden dupatta that Sanaya adjusted on his shoulder.

'I am not a girl to wear this.' He further whined.

'Shut up, Sheku.'

Randhir sighed. He remained quiet as Sanaya pinned the Dupatta on his left shoulder. She went around and brought the remaining half on the right side. She took his hand and rested the remaining of the beautiful cloth on his forearm. She took a step back and smiled.

'You look like royalty, Sheku.' She gushed placing her palms on her cheeks. Randhir rolled his eyes.

'One more thing is needed.' Sumit pitched in and Randhir's eyes widened on seeing him hold a red and golden turban.

'Are you mad? I am not gonna wear that. No.' Randhir protested instantly. Even after a lot of convincing Randhir doesn't agree and Sanaya gave up. Sumit was disappointed but that didn't convince Randhir either.

Randhir and gang waited outside ISRC for the rented car and driver to take them to Sanyukta's home. The photoshoot will be happening in her backyard. Randhir glared at the driver as he got Maruti 800 again, this time different color. The driver smiled sheepishly. Sanaya and other suppressed their giggle.

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At the Mansion, Randhir and gang are welcomed by Vidhushi. She was over-excited and Randhir noted she is dressed in traditional maroon and golden saree, her hair and make-up done. He wondered why is she so overdressed.

As though reading his mind Vidhushi said, - 'I and Ankit are having a photoshoot as well. Bhai and Bhabhi should also get something.'

Randhir nodded. But in his mind, he couldn't care less. He was more excited to see Sanyukta. He looked around searching for her but Vidhushi was quick to hold his arm and drag him outside.

Perhaps she is outside – Randhir wondered.

Outside, Randhir was greeted by an ugly looking cameraman and a make-up artist. He looked around but Sanyukta was no-where. He was led into the garden area where they are greeted by a bored looking light man. Unwillingly, Randhir shook hands with them. He was disappointed when the cameraman told him that they will take his solo pictures first. This was Kishore's idea. Randhir knew it.

He felt agitated with the make-up artist hovering over him trying to do his make-up.

I am not a girl – Randhir kept telling in his head but when he opened his mouth to speak Kishore came. He had a stern expression on his face and so Randhir dropped the idea of speaking.

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After excruciating half an hour of his solo photoshoot, the cameraman asked Vidhushi to call Sanyukta. Randhir's heartbeat increased with excitement.

'Now, she is getting ready. Till then take mine and Ankit's.' She said holding Ankit's arms tightly. Randhir glared at her. Kishore wasn't present here else he would have objected. Cameraman nodded and asked Sanaya to make sure Sanyukta gets ready soon.

As Vidhushi and Ankit's photoshoot began Randhir decided that enough is enough. He pulled up the sleeves of his Shervani till his elbow and sneakily left the venue. He sneaked to the back of the house.

This will be tough – Randhir thought eyeing the pipe that will lead him to Sanyukta's room. But he was determined. He held the pipe with both his hand and placed his foot on the pipe. He was about to push front when a stern voice stopped him.

'What are you doing?'

Shit! Randhir turned around and found Kishore eyeing him. His hand behind his back. Randhir gulped. In his mind, he was formulating a reason when Kishore said

'Come, they are calling you for the photoshoot. Sanyukta is here.' He said.

What! – Randhir felt grateful that his Hitler- Sasurji stopped him from all the misery of climbing the pipeline.

Randhir felt excited as he was led by Kishore towards the main garden area. He looked around and found Sanyukta posing for the camera. She looked divine in bottle green saree. Randhir kept admiring her until the cameraman walked up to her. He glared at him as he adjusted her face by touching her chin, then her elbow. Randhir walked hurriedly towards them.

'Enough of solo, let's take the couple photo.' Randhir spoke startling both the cameraman and Sanyukta.

She looked at him and he looked back. She looked so gorgeous that Randhir forgot he was annoyed. He smiled at her and she smiled back. Then, she lowered her gaze.

Kishore walked up to the cameraman and said, - 'Make sure that in the photos there is some distance between the groom and the bride.'

Cameraman looked perplexed. He was supposed to shoot a pre-wedding shoot with minimal physical contact between the couple.

In the first photo, Randhir moved his arm and placed it on Sanyukta's waist. Kishore cleared his throat and when Randhir looked at him he gestured him to move his hand away. Randhir mentally cursed and placed his hand on her shoulder. As he posed for the Camera, he felt like posing for 1910's wedding shoot.

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Kishore kept interrupting and spoiling the photoshoot. Sanyukta finally gestured Vidhushi to take Kishore away. Vidhushi nodded and whispered something into Ankit's ear. He made faces but Vidhushi told him sternly. He sighed and walked up to his dad. Sanyukta watched as he spoke something to him and Kishore nodded.

'Uh, Harman.' Kishore called the cameraman, and everyone looked at him. Then he said, - 'You continue. I will be back in a while.'

Harman, the cameraman nodded.

Then the two men walked towards the house and Sanyukta is relieved.

The cameraman clicked a photo where Sanyukta was made to sit on the swing and Randhir stood behind her, holding the swing. The two looking at each other. Sanaya walked up to the cameraman and asked him to quickly take some intimate photos before Hitler Sasurji appears again. Cameraman nodded and the two grinned at each other.

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Awww *_* Sandhir Pre-wedding photoshoot must be so romantic but Argh, Hitler Sasurji. Why? *desperate face*

PS: A pic of the saree that Sanyukta wore is here. I don't really do this but today I didn't have patience describing it *hides face*

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