AUTHOR'S POV
It is a very special evening in a big garden. Tonight is the Sangeet night for Mira and Arjun.As the sun dips below the horizon, casting a warm glow over the garden, it transforms into a fairy-tale setting for the Sangeet night.
The garden is a vision of beauty, adorned with strings of twinkling lights, colorful drapes, and fragrant flowers that sway gently in the evening breeze. Everywhere you look, there are touches of magic, from the flickering candles on the tables to the soft glow of lanterns hanging from the trees.
The whole place sparkles under the starry sky. Everyone is happy and excited for the beautiful night of music and dance.
Mira and Arjun step into the garden hand in hand, their eyes sparkling with excitement and love. Mira is resplendent in a dark green lehenga, the color of lush forests and deep dreams. Her outfit hugs her curves, the intricate embroidery shimmering in the soft light. Her hair is straight and it flows down her back like a silky river.
She wears a little jewelry. There are earrings, a ring and a necklace with red and green stones. They look perfect with her lehnga. Mira looks like a princess from an old story.
Arjun, dressed in a matching green traditional outfit, looks every bit the dashing groom-to-be.
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𝒯𝒽ℯ 𝐼𝓃𝓃ℴ𝒸ℯ𝓃𝓉 ℛℴ𝓈ℯ 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝓉𝒽ℯ 𝒱𝒶𝓁𝒾𝒶𝓃𝓉 𝒯𝒽ℴ𝓇𝓃
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