Rajeev failed to comprehend Rudra's point of reference. His gaze shifted to the female who was positioned nearer Rudra.
She had a stunning appearance. "Dad picked out a girl for Ram," Rajeev mused to himself. "He additionally drove her to the wedding venue with him today to officially introduce her to Ram."
Rajeev was ecstatic when he saw that Rudra had indeed purchased a match for Ram.
Nand's outfit fully matches a girl's, making it unattainable for anybody to make out that he is a guy given his pale complexion, gorgeous eyebrows, and feminine appearance.
"Is this the case, Rajeev?", Gurdeep inquired, glancing at Rajeev.
Knowing that Rudra was reluctant to expose his identity, Rajeev hopelessly nodded in accord with his father's words.
With a grin, Gurdeep replied, "She's absolutely gorgeous, and she'll be an ideal companion for Ram." He had the whole appearance of Nand, who is pretty, too.
Nand stood at 5.8 feet while Ram was 6.2 feet tall. She also has a stunning appearance, which made Gurdeep and Uma believe that Nand and Ram would be an ideal marriage.
With a compassionate gaze, Uma inquired And, "What is the name of your child?"
How can Uma treat this girl poorly while she treats Ram like family?
Nand remained silent and instead directed a perplexed glance at Rudra.
He was utterly preoccupied with wondering how to handle this circumstance. He was dressed like a female, for starters, and his guru had indicated that he was Ram's fiancée. He had no idea what his guru was planning to do with him or what his life would hold next.
He wailed to himself, "Ho god, my life is going to be like a girl, but how long should I take this role?"
With a grin, Rudra stepped up and said, "Let me introduce myself. My name is Balavan, and this is my daughter Nandini. Since Ram and Nandini were in love, I as the father granted my daughter's request to wed the ram. I'm not sure how Ram would take care of my daughter, so Rajeev asked me to remain for a few days after his marriage so I could see for myself how my son-in-law may look after my daughter and my family."
In order to spend a few days with Rajeev, Rudra cooked up a1 narrative.
After hearing Rudra's remarks, Rajeev was so delighted that he decided to remain with him.
In the end, nand learned why he was decked out in that kind of clothing. He sobbed within over how to deal with new challenges as a ram girl.
Rajeev responded, "Yes, uncle, dad is right," as soon as he glanced at Gurdeep.
Gurdeep was shocked to hear Rajeev refer to him as his father.
Uma asked Rajeev straight immediately, in a bewildered tone, "Why are you calling him dad?"
Rajeev was at a loss for words. How can he refer to his own father by additional titles when he ought to continue calling him dad?
Rudra cleared her throat and continued, "Everyone calls me dad in my community, which is why Rajeev brought it up. We hail from a tribal region, and I am their spiritual leader. People efer to me as dad due to the fact that I treat them all like my children. Rudra is speaking in an authoritative manner. In fact, the way he was dressed was fairly close to that of a tribal person.
It's true what Rudra said—his pupils do in fact refer to him as "dad" and he treats them like his own children.
Gurdeep glanced at Rajeev, who shook his head in agreement and offered hooked up grin.
Rudra gave him a quick glance before giving the order, "Go receive the blessings of the elders." To deflect spotlight from conservation, he claimed that.
Nand only bowed his head and accepted Gurdeep and Uma's blessings together.
The girl was adored by Gurdeep and Uma for her respect for elders.
Uma grinned and added, "You look gorgeous. I'm happy for Ram. I pray that God will grant you both an upward trajectory."
The voice in Nand's head said, "What have you done to me, Guru? I am unaware of what my next chapter holds now." He was thinking about how he would have a wonderful future with a man.He smiled sweetly at Uma while sobbing within.
Gurdeep grinned and added, "Please be at ease, sir," without really thinking about it. Balavan and his daughter were welcomed inside the Venue by him.
Given the late hour, his sole idea was marriage, believing he could handle the ram issue later.
Upon entering the Venue, Rudra was ecstatic to see what had been used for his son's wedding adornment. He was also quite depressed over not being a part of his son's nuptials.
"Get on deck and finish your marriage, I'd prefer to tune into it," he remarked, glancing at Rajeev.
After giving his father another embrace, Rajeev entered the stage and replaced him.
The air was filled with the sound of rhythmic chanting as the priest recited sacred mantras, his voice carrying the weight of ancient traditions. The fragrance of incense swirled gently in the breeze, blending with the delicate scent of jasmine flowers that adorned the venue. A soft hum of anticipation buzzed through the crowd as all eyes turned toward the entrance.
Ram and Abhi carried the pallaki, the elegant bridal palanquin, with Gowthami seated gracefully inside. The ornate pallaki gleamed under the soft sunlight, adorned with golden trimmings and intricate carvings that mirrored the splendor of the occasion. Gowthami, though hidden behind delicate veils, felt the warmth of the moment, her heart steady and serene as she approached the most significant moment of her life.
As they entered the wedding venue, Ram's focus was on keeping a steady pace, but he couldn't help noticing the way people were looking at him. Every face in the crowd seemed to hold a peculiar expression—curiosity, surprise, perhaps even a hint of confusion. His brow furrowed slightly, uncertain of the reason behind those looks. Was it something to do with the pallaki? Or perhaps there was something off about their entrance?
Abhi, beside him, caught a few of the glances as well, though his focus remained on his task. The crowd's whispers grew a little louder, but still, Ram hesitated to acknowledge them, unsure whether it was something he should even address. He glanced briefly toward Abhi, but his friend seemed unconcerned, his attention fully on making sure the bride's entry was flawless.
Ram swallowed the rising unease in his chest, his thoughts racing. Were they judging him? Or was it simply the gravity of the moment that had cast a strange mood over the guests? Either way, there was no turning back now. The bride was here, the ceremony was beginning, and soon, Rajeev and Gowthami would be united in matrimony.
But the strange looks lingered, a quiet undercurrent that Ram couldn't shake. Something, it seemed, was not as it appeared.
Gowthami approached the stage and took Rajeev's opposite seat.
Ram glanced at the two new individuals who were witnessing the marriage in the front row of the wedding site while he was still in a state of confusion.
When Ram spotted Balavan, he wondered to himself, "Do I know him? as his face sounded slightly familiar."
The girl seated next to Balavan caught Ram's attention; she is the one, he thought to himself.
He glanced at Ram with fury as well while Ram was staring at nand. Ram was unable to comprehend why the female was giving him such a hostile look. 'What did I do to deserve that kind of stare from her?'
Radha spotted that Ram was intently gazing at Nandini. Thus, Radha pondered, ' these two lovers are conversing behind closed doors.'
In a playful tone, Radha approached Ram and said, "You've exceeded my expectations, Ram."
Ram didn't understand her remarks. "By that anty, what do you mean?" In a bewildered tone, he inquired.
"So", Radha questioned, "this is what you just carried out, abandoning the hamlet, over the course of three months? ".
'Aunty is aware of my father', ram mused to himself.
"How did you figure out about that", Ram questioned, looking a little perplexed.
"She is really beautiful, ram, and not just me—everyone in the hallway knows about her. You can no longer keep her a secret, but I still admire her. As she gazed at Nandini, Radha said.
Ram was perplexed by what Radha had been speaking about and ' who she was naming'. Parikshit interrupted him when he was delusional.