It was the time of the night and the laughter of the girls was echoing outside. A mansion was decorated beautifully from outside. The fairy lights were twinkling on the mansion like stars. The mansion was decorated with the flowers. The guests were going to the mansion on the red carpet and two men were standing at the entrance. They were showering the rose water on the guests. There was a large hall inside the mansion which was full of guests and was decorated beautifully and it was a royal and classy look.
A room was crowded with a seven, eight girls and the bed was covered with the open jewelry box. The girls were talking and smiling. A bride was sitting in front of the dressing table.
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Some girls were around here. The bride was smiling and her face was glowing. Her happiness was reflecting on her face. A lady made her wear the bangles and the girl put on them. They smiled. The lady cupped the face of the bride who smiled. She was bride's maternal grandmother but she had maintained herself so she looked like her mother.
Lady: My princess is looking so beautiful.
The girl smiled.
Lady: you are exactly looking like your mother. Beautiful.
The girl smiled slightly and she got emotional. The girl looked at the dressing table and she saw a picture of her mother in a bridal look. The girl missed her mother and she got upset.
A lady entered the room.
Lady: Mama, Avantika Aunty is calling you.
The grandmother nodded and she looked at the bride. The lady asked the bride that she is coming and the bride nodded. The grandmother signed her daughter-in-law Khushi (who came to call her) to come to the bride and asked her to take care of the bride. The lady (bride's maternal aunt) nodded and she came to the bride. The grandmother went and Khushi set her hair. The bride smiled and she looked at the picture of her mother.
Bride: Aunty.
Aunt: hmm.
Bride: Am I really looking like Mama?
The aunt looked at her for a few second and the tears formed in her eyes but she smiled.
Aunt: Yes. You are looking just like her.
The bride smiled slightly and she looked at the picture frame. The aunt got lost in her thoughts.
Aunt: I still remember the day when Muskan became a bride. She looked like a fairy who had descended from the sky.
The aunt looked at the mirror and smiled.
Aunt: you are also looking like her. Beautiful.
The bride smiled slightly and she looked at her mother's picture.
Bride: I don't think so. Mama was so beautiful. She was sooo gorgeous. She was epitome of beauty. I have never seen a person as beautiful as her. There is no one like her, not even me.
