It's December 24, 2034.
Just another fancy wedding organized by AGI event managers.
"Draupadi weds Arjun", said the board in front.
A cold night with chill winds carrying the party noise. It is not actually noise, but atleast how Raghav felt it is. A Harley Davidson rode by a masked Raghav found its way to the entrance of the Hall. He walks forward with non-chalance in his steps and seriousness in looks. As he removes his mask, the whole crowd goes crazy as the nation's most hotshot thinker, who thinks about how people think, feels for his love that is almost as old as himself.
Language stabs you in your back, when you want to name something that only your heart feels.
Raghav's love for Draupadi is not something made from testosterone. It is a testimony to their essentially-flawless friendship that stood the test of time.
The bride stops posing to a metal thing with a camera, just to look at the man, orher man - as she feels. Tears start rolling down her cheeks, all the way down to her lips, the very ones that're mumbling, "Krishna".
Yeah, it is actually Raghav Krishna and the latter part of his name is seldom used by people other than Draupadi.
Raghav embraces her in a tight hug, as he usually does. No words, just hearts do the talking. Draupadi had completely lost it when she realized the huge cost he had paid just to be with her on the most important day of her life.
Arjun is no less than a close friend for Raghav but the cost of postponing his dream is far more higher for Arjun's wedding, if it were not with Draupadi.