Salim the tailor was highly skilled at his craft.
Two days had passed. The clothes that Kishan had brought for stitching—based on the measurements from the bride's old garments—had been beautifully prepared by Salim bhai with great precision and care.
The evening was beginning to set in.
Just then, a voice came from outside the shop —
"How are you, Salim bhai?"
Salim bhai looked up and smiled.
"Oh, Kishan bhai, please come in… I'm doing well. Tell me, how are you? And how are Bhaiya ji and Bhabhi ji?"
Kishan stepped inside and said —
"Everything is good, Salim bhai. Here… this is your payment."
He took out the money and placed it in Salim bhai's hands.
Salim bhai accepted it with a slight nod.
After a brief pause, Kishan added —
"And yes… you must come to the wedding tomorrow with your entire family."
Salim looked at him, slightly surprised.
Kishan smiled and said —
"Master has specially said — 'Make sure Salim bhai comes with his entire family.'"
A gentle smile appeared on Salim bhai's face.
"When Bhaiya ji himself has invited us… how can we refuse? We will definitely come tomorrow with the whole family."
Kishan nodded.
"Yes, of course… the wedding will be held at the haveli."
With that, Kishan left.
The next morning…
The entire atmosphere of the village had changed.
From early morning, people were busy cleaning and decorating. Colorful flags were hung across the lanes, and Vivek Verma's haveli was being beautifully adorned with flowers and lights.
Today was the wedding of Dhaniram's daughter from a nearby village.
Dhaniram was a cobbler — a simple, hardworking, and honest man.
But poverty had never allowed him to become financially strong enough to arrange his daughter's wedding.
His daughter, Komal, was a sensible and beautiful girl.
When Dhaniram became completely helpless… Vivek Verma stepped forward and supported him.
He not only took care of all the wedding expenses but also found a good match for Komal.
The groom worked as a manager at a hotel in the city, and his family was simple and respectable.
The villagers had complete trust in Vivek Verma.
That is why no one ever questioned any match he arranged.
By afternoon, the entire village was decorated.
Guests began arriving from far and wide. Outside the haveli, the sound of drums and shehnai filled the air.
Children were running around, while the elders remained busy welcoming the guests.
The whole village was immersed in the spirit of celebration —
there was joy, light, and excitement everywhere.
But…
Amidst all this happiness, no one had any idea that tonight, something was about to happen…
Something that would not just affect a wedding, but change the fate of the entire village forever.
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