जाम भी है हाँ हाँ शाम भी है
हाय हाय चोरी नहीं
ये सारा आम भी है......

The day of Engagement had arrived. The Rathores' Mansion in Delhi was decorated with white and peach flowers making the mansion look royal.

In Yatra's room , Yatra was getting ready.

Her Dress: Peach coloured Lehenga with pearl designs to it. Her Hairstyle: Open hair with a wavy texture. Her Jewellary: Diamond Engagement special jewellary set. Her Makeup: Very little makeup as she is naturally beautiful.

Here , Shresth was sitting peacefully on the bed and Yatra turned and looked at him. Yatra throws a pillow on Shresth and says "Yahan main tension mein hun aur u phone pe games khel raha hai. Sacchi bataa woh log aarahe hai na?".

The pillow hits Shresth and dramatically touched his hair, checking his reflection in his phone screen. "Behen, tujhe tension hai toh tu mera hairstyle kharab kyu kar rahi hai? Dekh, main game bhi haar gaya. Do nuksaan ek saath!"

Yatra rolled her eyes, but the small distraction helped her breathe. "Shresth, be serious. Papa niche guests se mil rahe hain. London ki tickets unki pocket mein hain aur tu yahan 'Game Over' ka shok mana raha hai?"

"Arre, game over sirf mera hua hai," Shresth said, finally standing up and dusting off his jacket. "Aditya Rathore ka 'Game Over' hona abhi baaki hai. Tu bas thoda sabr rakh. Maine kaha tha na, 'woh' log aane waale hain."

Yatra looked at him suspiciously. "Tune abhi tak bataya nahi ki 'woh' kaun hai."

"Surprise ka maza kharab nahi karte, Princess," Shresth winked. "Bas itna samajh le ki aaj Delhi mein Hyderabad ki garmi aur Jodhpur ki mitti... dono milkar ek bada blast karne waale hain."

The atmosphere was electric. Bua Mandakini was busy flaunting her Jodhpuri pearls to the Delhi elite. Aditya Rathore (Yatra’s father) was standing near the bar, talking to a few business associates, a smug smile on his face. He looked like a man who had already won.

Suddenly, the music changed. The traditional Shehnai was replaced by a soft, soulful Sarangi melody.

Mantavya entered.

His Look: A charcoal black Jodhpuri Bandhgala with silver buttons. His hair was neatly gelled back, but one stubborn strand fell on his forehead, giving him that "Shy but Hero" vibe. He looked every bit the Professor, but the way he carried himself today had the weight of a King.

His eyes immediately scanned the room, ignoring the socialites and the greetings. He was looking for one person.

"Mantavya! Beta, yahan aao," Bua called out, pulling him toward Yatra’s father.

Aditya Mausa Ji patted Mantavya’s shoulder. "Aao, Mantavya. Aaj ka din bohot bada hai. Engagement ke baad, I have a special announcement to make regarding Yatra’s future. Maine sab taiyari kar li hai."

Mantavya’s grip on his glass tightened, but he smiled—that sweet, sanskari smile that hid a thousand schemes. "Ji, Mausa Ji. Taiyari toh maine bhi ki hai. Aisi announcement hogi ki sab dekhte reh jayenge."

Just then, a hush fell over the crowd. At the top of the grand staircase, Yatra appeared.

As Yatra began her descent, the room fell into a trance. The peach of her lehenga seemed to glow under the chandeliers, but her face was a mask of "Ice Queen" perfection. Only Shresth, standing a few steps behind her, saw the way her fingers trembled against the railing.

At the bottom of the stairs, Mantavya stepped forward. He didn't wait for Bua’s permission or Aditya Rathore’s nod. He reached out his hand.

"Yatra ji," he whispered as she reached the final step.

For a second, the 'Professor' and 'Student' labels vanished. She placed her hand in his, and the warmth of his grip was like an anchor in a storm.

"Himmat mat haarna," , he breathed so softly only she could hear.

Aditya Rathore walked over, his chest puffed with pride. "Beautiful. Truly a match made in heaven—and boardrooms. Mantavya, beta, let’s get the rings over with. Everyone is waiting for the big news."

Bua Mandakini clapped her hands. "Ji, bilkul! Shubh mahurat nikal raha hai."

The couple was led to the center of the hall. The diamond rings sparkled on the velvet cushions. Yatra looked at the ring, then at her father. Aditya Rathore’s eyes were cold; they weren't the eyes of a father celebrating a daughter's happiness, but a CEO closing a merger.

As soon as they stood up on the stage , the doors of the hall burst open with three people walking inside. Two women in their silk sarees and carrying the same personality of Yatra. They were non other than Dristi Rathore , Yatra's mother and Indu Rathore , Yatra's Gandmother. With them was walking a boy looking similar to the age of Shresth and his twin brother and Yatra's cousin Shaurya Jaiswal.

Indu was the only one who could silence Aditya. And about Mandakini , she was right now in shock. Aditya was looking at Indu and Dristi with shock and embarassment because it was the first time when he felt that his reputation was going to destroy.

The silence in the hall was no longer respectful; it was heavy with the scent of a family storm. Aditya Rathore stood frozen, his eyes darting from his mother to his wife. He could handle business rivals, he could handle a rebellious daughter, but he couldn't handle the two women who knew his every weakness.

Indu Rathore stepped forward, the rhythmic thud of her cane on the marble sounding like a countdown. She stopped at the edge of the stage, looking up at Yatra and Mantavya.

"Maa... aap yahan?" Aditya finally managed to choke out, his voice cracking.

"Kyun Aditya? Meri poti ki sagai ho aur main Hyderabad mein baith kar tamasha dekhun?" Indu’s voice was like aged wine—smooth but intoxicatingly sharp. She turned her gaze to Mandakini Bua, who looked like she wanted to hide behind a pillar. "Mandakini, Jodhpur ki haveliyon mein itni dhul jam gayi hai ki tumhe rishton ki pehchaan khatam ho gayi?"

Mandakini swallowed hard, unable to meet the old woman's eyes.

Dristi walks towards the stage and says , " We request the gathering to visit the Rathore's Mansion a few days later if the engagement happens again. Sorry for the inconvenience." Soon the guests starts to leave except for the Rajputs , Rathores and the Jaiswal twins.