The Accidental Bride
" She hugged me saying it and took me outside where the ceremony was to be held.
The Mehandi artists were waiting, under a canopy adorned with marigolds and jasmine, they made me sit down there, but first of all, Priya Aunty applied a Swastik in my hand and then my hands and feet adorned with mesmerizing henna designs. The air was filled with the lively beats of Punjabi dhol and the rhythmic tunes of Gujarati folk music. The mingling fragrances of mehendi and incense create an enchanting ambiance. The henna designs were beautiful, intricate, and elaborate.
The artists asked the name of my groom and Roohi told them his name, teasing me, I blushed at that.
Hot Chapters