Aahana
A normal girl turned into a samragyi
A daughter turned into a wife
A wife turned into a mother
From being brother less, she turned into a sister to four brothers.
Unaware of her reality, she walked into an unfamiliar life only to emerge lik...
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A very very long and important chapter ahead. Read patiently.
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Author's Note
Aahana entered the large pool of water, rose petals, several oils while the dasis bathed her with milk, rose water and sandalwood - turmeric paste.
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Her body smelled of Jasmine and sandalwood after the royal bath. She gazed at the several plates containing the elaborate and incomparable jewelry that once used to adorn her. Her gaze then fell on the red saree. Flashbacks of her life eight years back hit her as her slender fingers grazed the smooth fabric. The life she had eight years back felt like past birth. Shaking the thoughts away, she wrapped the saree around her in practiced ease and gazed at herself in the mirror.
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This look felt different yet familiar. After years she was again wearing the same silks and fabrics that were replaced by rough fabrics and jute that one eventful day. The dasis kept all the plates in front of her and started to dress her likethe queen she is.
