(On the eighth day after the wedding, both the couples go to the bride's house and stay there for a couple of days. During this time, the knot which was tied on the wedding day is undone which means that the wedding ceremony has ended officially. This is called astamangala.

But here I have made some changes specially in the time gapping. Maybe this ritual is present in other Indian marriages too in different names so please let me know you guys🥰)

Ishan, Shubman, Mayank and Rohit came to Ishan's house next day to performe the Astamangala retual. Shubman has already apologised to Mayank and Mayank forgave him. Both Abhi and Mayank has exchanged numbers tho they haven't started chatting yet. And about Rohirat...

"Mmm Vi tum to jante ho na I am not a morning person so I wasn't ignoring your texts. Mmm so you can I mean we can continue texting if you want too"

"Okay but I am a morning person. So if I text you early in the morning are you gonna reply instantly?"

"Mmmm I will try to I mean if I don't reply back call me okay...."

Virat was amused but agreed nonetheless.

And with that they left for Ishan's house with lots of luggages as Ishan and Shubman will leave for their homneymoon from there.

The journey was silent and comfortable. Shubman and Rohit was talking about something. Mayank sleeping on Rohit's shoulder and Ishan was looking outside from the window silently. He was having a new kind of feeling. This is the 1st time he is going to his home after marriage. It's not like he never lived away from home but this time it's different. The thought that that's not his home anymore is pricking him not in a bad way tho. Just how fast the night changes isn't it. There he was some years back coming back from his college on a cab or autorikswa or sometimes even on foot by these roads and now he is passing the same roads with his husband. No he is not sad but there is a feeling in him that he can't explain. These are the moments we live for. These feelings are absolutely personal.

'Ishu challo hum a gaye hay"

Ishan's trance broke. Oh!! Yeah they have reached. He slowly came out of the car and stood beside Shubman.

Ish kuch huya hay keya?
Shubman held his hand and asked softly.

Ishan smiled gently while moving his head in denial.

Soon his garanny and other members came out and performed the arti welcoming them inside. Ishan hugges his granny and touched others feet. Shubman did too. After that they went to sit for the puja as it's gonna take time.
The puja continued and panditji opened the jora annoucing the official ending of the marriage.

Now it's lunch time and a pure bengali thali is served in front of Shubman. All these dishes are Ishan's favourite according to Mayank but the problem is there is various dishes of fish named 'Doi katla', 'Ilish paturi' and 'Masala Pomfret fry' and usko kata nikalna nehi ata. So he was sitting their uncomfortably.

"What happend jiju machli ka kata nikalna nehi ata keya?"

Mayank asked in a teasing tone.

"Dekha isi liye mayne kaha tha ki machli nehi banate", Ishan's mom said.

Nehi nehi aap log paresaan mat hoiye may kar lunga.

Shubman was about to touch the plate but Ishan stopped him.

Aap nehi kar payenge Shubi mujhe dijie may kar deta hoon...

Par tumhara khana?

It's okay aap kha lo fir kha lunga may...

"Wahh bete pehele to khana dekhte hi toot parta tha ab keya huya?"

Ishan shot a glare at Mayank.

Ishan agar tumhe problem na ho to hum ek plate me hi kha sakte hay...

Ishan blushed hard.

"Are nehi Shub problem keya hoga tumhara hi pati hay. Pyar me jhuta khana to chalta hay", it was Rohit this time.

They both shyly looked down but started eating from one plate. Basically Ishan was feeding Shubman and himself and rest of the people were witnessing the lovy dovy moment. Like this they finished eating and everyone left to rest.

Jaan are you sleepy?

Nehi Shubi. Aap so jayo ratko fir nikalna hay na.

Aur tum keya karoge?

Kuch nehi bas..

Bas?

Mmmm ek jaga jana hay?

May vi chalu?

Aap bour ho jayenge...

May aur bour woh vi tumhare sath kavi nehi...

Achha baba chalo fir.

Ishan took Shubman to a small room attached with the rooftop on one side and a balcony on the other side.

Tum iss room me keya karte the jaan?

Shubi isko bengali me 'চিলেকোঠা' (chilekotha) bolte hay jiska koi exac translation nehi hota. May jab 10 ya 11 saal ka tha na tab mayne Tagore ki autobiography pari thi tab mujhe iss word ke bareme pata chala aur tabse may isi roomse attached ho gaya.

Ohhh...

Shubman looked aroud the room. There was noting extraordinary about the room. It was a small room with a single bed, a guiter, a bookself full of old torn coverd books, some papers here and there and an old diary. Shubman went near the bookself and saw a box there. He took the box and opend it. There was some old fountain pen, stikers, dolls and many more old things....

Shubi idhar ayiyee...

Ishan called him from the balcony and Shubman went there leaving the box open.

Keya huya jaan?

Dekhiye Shubi yaha se na rail line dikhti hay isi liye ye jaga mujhe aur vi jyada pasand hay..

Rail line me keya khas hay jaan?

Ishan paused a bit and Shubman continued to look at his confusingly. Rail line is a common thing right what's special about it.

Khas kuch vi nehi hay bas mujhe khas lagta hay. Jab vi train ki whistle sunayi deta tha na may dor ke a jata tha yaha train dekhne. Mujhe na train bohot pasand hay. Yaha khare hoke may dekhta tha train chali gayi aur patri fir se akeli pari hay. Kavi kavi na may ayese dopeher ke time me yaha ake patri ko hi dekhta tha. Pata nehi kyu mujhe lagta tha ki usko koi pyar nehi karta. Train uske upar se chali kati hay aur woh akela chup chap para reheta hay. Pata nehi kyu mujhe uske liye bohot bura lagta tha. Apko pata hay may na kavi kavi patri ko kehteta vi tha ki may hoon na tumhara dost may tumse bohot pyar karta hoon.

Ishan chukled lightly while saying the last part. Shubman was bewildered. How can someone think like this. He didn't understand the feeling but what he understood is that this is  very rare and precious and he felf a surge of pride that this boy is his. Ishan again continued...

Aur pata hay kavi kavi na mujhe lagta tha ki may bara hoke isi line se hoke bohot dur chala jayunga aur puri duniya ghumunga fir achanak se mujhe granny ki yaad a jati thi to may dor ke jaa ke unko hug kar leta tha piche se. Woh na mujhe pagal kheteti thi.

Shubman was just listening. This is one of the most special moments for him.
They came back inside and Ishan sat on the groud.

Waha kyu baith rahe ho jaan?

Mujh yahi batna pasand hay Shubi ap baitho bed pe.

Ohh. Achha Ish tumne ye purani chize kyu jama kar rakhi hay itne dino se?
Ye books vi to kafi purane lagte hay new le lo na...

Nehi ji new nehi lena yehi achhe hay...

Par ye to kafi fat vi gaye hay aur---

Shubi pata hay bengalee me na ek bohot khoobsurat word hay 'পিছুটান' (pichutan).
It means an attachment or a bond with a place or some things that always makes you come back even if you want to move forward sometimes and trust me that's the most beautiful feeling in the world.
Ha aap sehi kehete ho ki mujhe naya lena chahiye par may nehi lena chata. Kyu ki in sari chizo ne mujhe bara hote huye dekha hay. Inhe mari woh bate vi pata hay jo sayad mujhe vi nehi pata. Aur ye mujhe bar bar yaha wapas lati hay. Agar inhe kho du to sayad uss Ishan ko may kavi fir nehi dekh payunga jise may yaha chor ke gaya hoon.

Shubman hugged him tightly before Ishan could complete his words.

Jaan may sayad tumhare kabil kavi nehi ho sakta. Tumhari tara sochna meri bas ki bat nehi hay. Tum bohot special ho jaan. Par I promise may hamesha tumhari in bato ko sunne ki liye ready hoon. Thanks mere sath share karne ke liye...

Ishan smiled and hugged him back tighly. The room that had witnessed many different phases of Ishan this time witnessed one more phase of his life.

P.s: you might find it a bit overrated but it is what it is...

oppalovemeplease sorry bro thori change kar di mayne plot.

Also they are going to honneymoon and I want to make it really romantic. Let's see how far I can go🤡

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