Next morning
Everyone woke up, had their breakfast and started packing.
Packing?
You must be wondering, what for?
Well since they are staying in the ancestral haveli for the wedding, they will leave after the wedding which is tomorrow.
In the evening, the sangeet ceremony will take place.
Everyone was running around preparing for it.
Aarvi: Guys seriously, we should have divided ourselves in teams. Now we do have performances but there won't be any competition.
Aarohi: Why? We can have several competitions.
Aarvi-Ayansh: How?
Aarohi: Well, Girls vs Boys, Elders vs youngsters, Husband vs Wife, etc.
Alka-Ambika: WOW!
Aarvi: Great idea! Anyways we have prepared so many performances.
Ayansh: Yeah! Ab aayega na maja!
(Now the fun begins.)
In the evening, everyone was all dressed up and the function started.
Aarvi and Ayansh were hosting the event.
Aarvi: Hi everyone!!! Namaste, Salam, Ganikhamba....Aap sab ka yahan aane ke liye shukriya.
(Greetings, thanks everyone for being here.)
Ayansh: Ok so now let's begin with the fun!
Aarvi: Koi bhi subh kaam krne se pehle ganpati bappa ko yaad krte h. So, let's start with that.
First performance
By Alka & Ambika - Ganesh Vandana
Both of them gavea graceful and elegant performance.
Everyone clapped from them.
Aarvi: Wow! Such a pretty performance. Now moving ahead....
Ayansh: What do you all think about the lovestory of our soon to be bride & groom?
Aarvi: Our distance relatives and friends must be thinking it's an arranged marriage. I mean, both have got career, belong to similar backgrounds, such mature people...
Ayansh: But no. It's actually a love marriage which had to be arranged by the elders.
Aarvi: Then again....can any of guess from where it started?
Some people from the crowd answered ....college, parties, etc...
Aarvi: See I told you all...They look so intelligent and mature that you guys didn't even guess school.
Ayansh: Yes, you all heard it right. They are high school lovers. Teenage lovers.
Aarvi: And you know what?....I will tell you all later but first let's enjoy a performance by Mr Surya Rajvansh.
Surya sat on a stool with a guitar in his hands.
Everyone hooted loudly.
Ayansh: Ab samajh aaya Papa ne Mummako kaise pataya.
Ambika slapped him behind his head.
Ambika: Tu maar khaega!
Ayansh: Maar ke khte ho maar khayega...
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