She is a glass doll carved with the elegance of tradition and softness monsoon drizzle. Delicate yet deeply soulful,she carries the grace of flowing saree and the warmth of diya 's glow. Every emotion rests gently on her heart,fragile like morning dew,yet within her lies the quite strength of blooming lotus. A rare blend of beauty and sensitivity,she is a melody of whispers,a dream woven in silk and moonlight
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In the heart of nagpur,maharashtra where towering ambitions collided with deep rooted secrets two worlds that...