3rd February - Wedding Day - Final Part

Another Grihapravesham

By 6:30 PM, with all logistical matters sorted, Sanjiv, Priya, and their parents prepared to leave the wedding hall and proceed to Sanjiv’s home at Raheja for a formal Griha Pravesham. They departed in two vehicles, one driven by Srini and the other by Ishu—Priya’s close friend. Sanjiv and Priya rode in Ishu’s new car. 

At the Raheja residence, a neighbour assisted Sarayu in conducting the traditional arati to welcome the newlyweds into their new home. Thoughtfully, she had also brewed a strong pot of fresh coffee—a simple but much-needed gesture that was deeply appreciated after the long day. After a brief pooja at the family shrine, it was time for Srini and Geetha to take their leave and return home.

The Final Farewell

Unbeknownst to the couple, Ishu and her close circle of friends had been secretly planning a special surprise to mark the beginning of Sanjiv and Priya’s new journey together. Knowing how emotionally and physically exhausting the wedding days can be, they had thoughtfully arranged a cozy, quiet night stay for the newlyweds at a beautiful location. Ishu, always known for her attention to detail and deep affection for Priya, had taken it upon herself to ensure that everything went smoothly. From finalizing the place to coordinating the logistics, she had left no stone unturned.

Earlier, she had even insisted that her family expedite the delivery of their new car, just so it could be used to chauffeur the couple in style. Decorated tastefully with flowers and ribbons, the car stood as a subtle yet heartfelt expression of her love, friendship, and sense of occasion. When Sanjiv and Priya stepped into the vehicle, they were visibly touched—not just by the thoughtful planning, but by the emotional warmth behind it all.

As they drove off with Ishu behind the wheel, laughter and teasing filled the air. For a few blissful moments, the newlyweds were no longer the center of a formal ceremony, but just two friends starting a new life, surrounded by the comfort of old bonds. The destination didn’t matter as much as the feeling—it was the perfect, gentle transition from the structured rituals of the wedding to the more personal, spontaneous beginning of married life.

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