ˋ°•*⁀➷ 𝑺𝒉𝒆𝒆𝒔𝒉𝒆 𝑲𝒆 𝑲𝒉𝒘𝒂𝒂𝒃 𝑳𝒆𝒌𝒆
𝑹𝒂𝒂𝒕𝒐𝒏 𝑴𝒆𝒊𝒏 𝑪𝒉𝒂𝒍 𝑹𝒂𝒉𝒂 𝑯𝒐𝒐𝒏
𝑻𝒂𝒌𝒓𝒂 𝑵𝒂 𝑱𝒂𝒂𝒖𝒏 𝑲𝒂𝒉𝒊𝒏...
𝑨𝒂𝒔𝒉𝒂 𝑲𝒊 𝑳𝒂𝒖 𝑯𝒂𝒊 𝑹𝒐𝒔𝒉𝒂𝒏
𝑷𝒉𝒊𝒓 𝑩𝒉𝒊 𝑻𝒐𝒐𝒇𝒂𝒏 𝑲𝒂 𝑫𝒂𝒓 𝑯𝒂𝒊𝒏
𝑳𝒂𝒖 𝑩𝒖𝒋𝒉 𝑵𝒂 𝑱𝒂𝒚𝒆 𝑲𝒂𝒉𝒊𝒏.ೃ࿐
﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌Today we are going in a club to celebrate Holi. This club is actually booked today just for the Holi Party.
l wore my jhumka completing my look because without jhumka ethnic clothes doesn't feel like they are perfect.
I am wearing a beautiful white ChikanKari Anarkali dress. Anarkali dresses are too die for. Half my closet (traditional ones) are full with anarkali frocks.
Hearing a bell sound, I went up to the gate and opened it. I knew someone would come between Shiny and Mahee. It's Mahee right now.
She is wearing a Baby Pink Colour Kurti with white pants and white colour scarf on her head. She is also wearing a pretty heart shape pendant and bangle in her hand.
"Hiii Mahee" I said while smiling
"Hii Aisha" she replied while smiling too.Oh guys Maheen sometimes very rarely call me Aisha. The history is that she always wanted her name to be Aisha because she just loves it but as she can not. When we became friends and we became very comfortable with each other she said that she wanted to call me Aisha and I love the name. So when she is in mood she will say it.
Similarly I sometimes call Shanaya- shiny as she always just shines and the name matches her personality so much that it would be unfair if we don't say her with that name.
"Happy Holi" Maheen Said
"Happy Holi to you too Mahee." I said and gave her a tight hug. Although shiny is the person totally telling us that 'if I don't get a hug I might die' and I also like hugs but not as much Shanaya does. But Mahee hates it, she literally make ew faces when we hug her although we both know that she secretly loves it.We were still hugging each other or I might say I was hugging moon when we heard sound of someone gasping.
"Haww,you guys are hugging without me,!? I can't believe this. Me, the person who taught you, educated you the importance of hug is now left alone after you both actually understood it.,"
Me and Moon looked into each other's eyes and rolled our eyes.
Shanaya was wearing Red colour Kurti as expected (she love, LOVE Red Colour) with blue jeans. She is wearing jhumka matching with her bracelet.
She brought flowers. It's her love language. You will be having a bad day and suddenly you got a flower.
Guess who bought it?
It's always Our Cutie Shanaya
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