کمال۔Perfection

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Author's POV:
Everyone got ready and went towards the roof of the house where the setup for dholki was done.

(Dholki is a small gathering or a small event conducted multiple times before the actual wedding ceremony in which all family members sit together and sing songs, dance or anything according to their)
(Dholki setup)

(Dholki is a small gathering or a small event conducted multiple times before the actual wedding ceremony in which all family members sit together and sing songs, dance or anything according to their)(Dholki setup)

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(Entrance)

And once again everyone was fascinated by the decorations and all

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And once again everyone was fascinated by the decorations and all.

But what made everyone awestruck was our couples who were definitely putting fire by their looks.

Let's have a look at our main leads.
When Meesum saw Miraal coming towards their designated seat. Looking at her his mouth remained open without him realizing.

But soon he recovered when his younger brother Ruhail said "Bhaijaam apki hone wali biwi hai lekin humari bhen abhi bhi hai. Thori toh sharam karlein aise toh na dekhein".

Meesum was embarrassed but didn't show it to him and to cover his embarrassment he smacked his head and said "Tu ziyada nahi bol raha".

Here Meesum was opened mouthed seeing Miraal whereas she thought that he didn't even give her a look making herself even more sad.

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Miraal's POV:
Our dholki was such a fun event but one thing that made my mood sour and because of them I couldn't even get to enjoy my dholki the way I wanted.

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