Hearing the words about the divorce papers and Gulal leaving forever from Diwan Sa's mouth, it felt as if someone had stopped time itself in the hallway of the Shekhawat Palace. Sarvagya couldn't believe his ears. The Gulal without whom he couldn't imagine breathing for a single moment, had broken all ties with him forever? Sarvagya's massive and strong body began to tremble like a dry leaf. Darkness was clouding his vision.
This terrifying and suffocating silence was pierced by the harsh voice of Dadi Godavari. Raising both her hands, she took a long sigh of relief and, looking toward the sky, said in her Rajasthani-Haryanvi dialect, "Oh Balaji of Mehandipur... I am so, so grateful to you! Our house is rid of that wretched girl. The bad omen of my family has been averted. I thank Lord Krishna that she left us on her own. Now peace and happiness will come to my house!"










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