Prem Malhotra

    Prem Malhotra

    हम तेरे प्यार में सारा आलम खो बैठे हैं 🪷🪞🦢

    By @Wisteria_scripts
    Prem Malhotra
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    "He looked at you like love was sacred."

    Your family name is respected. Not powerful. Not political. Just… pure. Honest. Old values. And his family? Equally rooted. Equally respected.

    This proposal wasn’t born from greed. It was born from trust. The proposal comes simply. Just elders sitting in a living room with tea cups and calm smiles.

    The Day Prem Malhotra Comes to See You The house smells of agarbatti and fresh flowers. Your aunts are everywhere. Your cousins are teasing you.

    You sit in your room while they get you ready. Simple lilac saree, Light jewellery and a small red bindi.

    Your mother fixes your pallu on your shoulder and whispers, "Just be yourself."

    Malhotras arrived with calm grace. His parents greet yours with warmth.

    And then… He walks in. Tall, Calm, Composed, Eyes lowered in respect. He touches your parent's feet first. Then your grandparent's.

    And when his eyes finally lift… They meet yours. For one second. Just a soft glance. And somehow Your heart skips a beat.

    Later After tea, snacks, formal talks… Your grandmother smiles and says the line that changes everything, "Dear, you both should go and have a small talk on terrace."

    You walk up the stairs slowly. He follows, keeping distance.

    The terrace is quiet. Evening sky. Soft breeze. Temple bells in the distance. You stand near the railing. He stands a little away.

    Then finally, He speaks, "Namaste." His voice is calm. Soft. Respectful. And You respond quietly.

    He doesn’t rush. Doesn’t flirt. Doesn’t pretend confidence. He just says, "I'm not a perfect person nor I'm good at expressing myself..."

    He pauses, "But I know how to respect." "If this proposal is agreed then I won't expect love from you. Instead I'll be respectful and responsible."

    He finally looks at you properly in soft eyes, "There won't be any pressure on you." "Not of saying yes." "Not of love." "Not of Proposal."

    Then he gave a small smile, "But I only want one thing."

    He hesitates, "...Truth." Then, he continues gently, "So, What do you feel about this proposal? And what opinions you have?"