Sagarika was getting ready the plate, with marigold petals, Gulal and Diya. It's their first holy thus very special and must be down in the traditional and ritualistic way, she takes a look at herself in the mirror. She kept her hair open but did braid a small piece of it, she wore a nude saree with intricate gold designs and minimal jewelleries.

Suddenly the door opened and Arjun entered, he admired Sagarika's beauty which shined anywhere whether it be in red or a subdued color. He smiled at her and took a seat at the swing, she bought the plate to him and did his Aarti.

Sagarika firstly takes a pinch of Gulal and applies a Tilak on his forehead according to the traditions. She then takes some in her hand and applies it in both his cheeks. Arjun just stares and smiles at her the entire time. She then bends down and applies the color on his feet.

Sagarika felt a weird sense of satisfaction after this, as if her soul was waiting for this, wanting to do this for thousands of years. She got up and smiled at Arjun who too smiled at her. Arjun gets up and takes her plate and his other hand holds her hand. He takes her towards the bed and makes her sit.

Arjun also has to follow the tradition as its their first Holi together. He takes a handful of Gulal and fills the parting of her hair, her entire crown area was covered in Gulal. He bends down and  takes the more gulal and applies them to her soft cheeks. He then applies it on her arms and hands.

Arjun then does something out of the box completely unexpected which probably no man ever did. He takes the flower petal and puts them on her feet as if offering flowers to a deity, he then takes gulal and applies it on her feet.

"What are you doing ?" Sagarika asked stopping him.

"Madhav says that the Guru who is the source of knowledge is great but the one who is the source of Love is the greatest. You too taught me what true love is, what it feels like, Sagarika. Even if you don't feel the same, you still made me realize what I was missing in this life." Arjun said.

Sagarika smiled or did she blush ? It was hard to tell due to the pink Gulal on her face. But Arjun's plan to show her that he respected her was successful. Sagarika was proud that she chose him in the swayamvar.

No man in the entire Aryavart had ever touched their wife's feet, Arjun did it and Sagarika was beyond impressed with him. She always wanted a man that respected her and she got one. Arjun smiled and left as he also has to go to Panchali and Subhadra.

"I don't know how it is that you are so familiar to me or why it feels less like getting to know you and more like I am remembering who you are. How every smile, every whisper brings me closer to the impossible conclusion that I have known you before, I have loved you before. In another time, in a different place, in some other existence." Sagarika muttered to herself.

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I FEEL LIKE SCENES LIKE THIS ARE MORE INTIMATE THAN THOSE EXPLICIT ONES. ALSO ONE THING TO BE CLEAR YOU'LL ONLY GET SOFT AND BEAUTIFUL SCENES LIKE THIS IN THE NAME OF ROMANCE.

I AM SUCH A PAVITRA AATMA THAT I CAN'T PHYSICALLY WRITE EXPLICIT SCENES, AND I AM SURE MY INNOCENT AND PURE MINDED READERS CAN'T READ IT AS WELL. ALSO LOVE IS MUCH MORE THAN THE EXPLICITY, SO WE'LL KEEP IT LIKE THIS.