“Kashi, dear, where are you?” I heard Papa's voice echoing through the house as I pouted while gazing at myself in the mirror. The Sage green silk sharara suit looked stunning on me. My hair was left open, and I tucked them behind my ear, the silver shining contemporary jhumkas made my look complete. I smiled, swiftly grabbing the small silver bindi before darting downstairs, ensuring I didn't forget my phone.
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