Hey Guys!!!!

Here is the 61st chapter.

I don't own Mahabharat.

I know I said, this chapter will be Ananya POV but it isn't. This is Third POV.
Ananya POV will come next. 
Sorry 🙃 

Happy Reading!!

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Third POV

The guest was seated around the beautiful and elegant Mandap set for the wedding. Everybody was in awe of the surroundings. It was all very traditional and yet looked like it came out of a fairy tale.

The sea in the background and the pleasant weather of the day made it all better than before. It was a pleasant day, to say least, the plants were flowering all around. It was as if even the nature was happy of this union.
People were surprised when they got this wedding news, after all they had just hear the declaration of Karn being the eldest prince of the Kuru family and then his sudden wedding.

The guests who till now were talking amongst themselves, looked up when they heard the drum beats, and in entered Maha Mahim Bishma. The Ganga Putra is the oldest man in Kuru empire, he was in normal white attire and silver jewelry.

The next to walk in was the Maharaj and his wife, the Maharani of Hastinapur. They were in beautiful outfits that was the most appropriate thing for the uncle and aunt of the groom.
As soon as they were seated, Rani Kunti the mother of the Groom entered. She was in her normal attire, just a smile adorned her face, reflecting her happiness.

(They don't have a smiling picture on google images. Such a happy couple 🙄)

Following her was the other parent, Vasudeva with Devaki on his side. They were beaming like the happiest parents, nodding at the guests as they passed, acknowledging them.

The drum beat changed, the guests started to look around, trying to catch who was entering, all of them wanted the first look of who was it.
Suddenly there was a bright light, people had to look away, when they turned back, walking slowly towards the Mandap was the Dulha- the eldest Kuru Prince Karn.

He was wearing something on the top as well as something on the bottom, that the people had never seen before. He looked quite handsome in it though, it was actually as if the sun was shining through him. Plus, the golden color of the attire just attracted the light more, his red angvastram was spread on his right shoulder, and that was then tied on his left side. In the hand he held a sword, most probably signifying his Kshatriya status.

Following two steps behind him was his brothers, the rest Pandeva's and Duryodhana. All of them looking like an army and protector of their eldest brother.
All of them were also in weird outfits, they were wearing light- colored lower and a strange kind of looking top, their style matching but the colors were different. Least to say they looked like princes they were, if not gods.
Confidence was oozing all of the, it was quite a sight to behold.

Once they had taken their seats and positions around the Mandap, a soft sound begins to play on the drums.

And in entered two ladies, their arms in each other's, surprisingly their out- fits matched too. It was Dushala and Subhadra. Both of them in pretty lengha's. Dushala in neon yellow while Subhadra in neon pink.
Both of them were looking like Apsaras, a wide smile on both their faces as they passed the crowed. While one arm was in each other's, the other held plate, one each with garland kept on them.

Arjun was lost, he had just seen Subhadra in the Neon pink dress and he felt like his soul had left the body, she looked like a queen in the shiny dress. The way she carried herself, reflected her confidence and her shy smile, made her look like a cute teenage girl she is.

The tune changed yet again and this time two figures came into view, holding something with their hands, over their head. It looked like a cot, just that the front was covered with flowers all over.

The two figures were Krishna and Balram, they were wearing something identical. They had lowers like the groom and a top like that too, what changed was that they were wearing an armor like thing over their tops too. They also had a neat styled turban on their head. Krishna's was white and blue while Balram had his out- fit in the shade of light green and white.
Slowly the rest of the following party came into view.

It was the bride. She was wearing a heavy red saree that had gold embroidery on all over it. Overhead was a transparent red bridal dupatta, it had designs, stitched on the border. Her cute, gorgeous face visible bare, to the people, she was wearing heavy jewelry but her steps didn't falter. Her make- up was artistically done and she looked totally stunning. People had never seen a bride look so spectacular, before. She was like a goddess, descended on Earth.
What added to her beauty was that smile. It was a killer one and had dazed many people already. What else surprised the people was her eyes, normally a bride's eyes would be down casted out of shyness, but she held her head high, chin straight and looked at the people in front of her.

In her hand was a Mor- Pankh, which she was constantly rotating, her hands were filled with bangles that made a distinctive sound, they had not heard before. It looked different too, they were colorful and a lot of them, though most of them were red colored, they were of different styles. And looked pretty nice in her hands. Plus, her hands were painted red with the Alta, that shown bright on her light skin of her hand.
Krishna said something to her, she looked up at him and smiled, people were enthralled in her beauty. She nodded to whatever Krishna said and looked to her other brother Balram, who was smiling too.

Over her head was a flower filled and tied cot, there were four edges that were raised by four guys, looking at it felt her brothers.
The other two carriers were Ashwatthama, son of Guru Drona and Satyaki, Krishna and Balram's cousin. Thus, being her cousin too.

When they were 15 feet of the Mandap the bride stopped along with the boys and four guards took the Phoolon ki chadar away. The boys- Satyaki and Ashwatthama walked away taking a place near the Pandeva's.

The people look in confusion as the brothers' walk behind the bride and whisper ask her something, she nods after a few seconds and the two guys lift her on their shoulder. The guests were surprised of the gesture.
They walked all the way to Mandap and on to the Mandap, placing her in front of Karn, who was staring at them.

Karn was in awe of her future wife, since the day he had seen her but seeing her in the bridal dress was an experience al together different. She looked very- very lovely and Karn fell in love with her once again. She looked like the most beautiful girl in the world, Karn felt like it was only him and her in the Mandap, when she looked at him in the eye. Seeing her after so many days was already a big thing, and looking at her like this was another thing.

He stared at her as her waist enclosed in the Kamar band swayed from one side to another. She walked confidently, Karn felt she was already a queen he was just giving her an official title.

Karn was still ruling over Ang- Raj, he had refused the throne of Pitamah till the time being at least, Pitamah had relented and agreed with him ruling Ang for the time being. It had been declared a free kingdom.

Though Ananya's half lips were covered by the nose pin, her thick, soft lips were visible. Ananya smiled at him softly, noticing him stare and he blushed looking away. He took a deep breath and turned back to look at her, setting his mask of indifference on his face.

But it broke with one look at her, she looked down and raised her eyes winking at him, for any of the guest it would looked like she blinked but only the other family members knew the reality of that incident.

When Krishna and Balram raised her on their shoulder, it surprised him, he didn't except that. They without any problem brought her to the Mandap and put her down in front of him. 

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Wedding huh? 

Gee, why am I getting jitters?

What do you all think?

Next two chapters are the dress code and all. 

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Aage dekhiye-
Ananya POV.

(1640 words.)

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