The air trembled with the beat of dhols, echoing across the Navratri ground lit with fairy lights and the golden hue of diyas. The entire area shimmered in festive chaos โ colorful lehengas swirling, mirror-work kurtas glinting, bangles clinking like rhythm itself.
The first thump of โเคขเฅเคฒเคฟเคกเคพโฆโ rose in the air โ deep, vibrant, and alive. The circle of dancers began to move, and right in the center of it all stood Raina.






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