Welcome you all to my story!!! Hope you enjoy the first chapter!!! ********
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Good morning masoorie, Aap sun reh hain 6 se 8 romance ka Saath, aaj mausam bada beimaan hain Aur es beimaan mausam hain pesh hain film>>hum dono ka << Yeh romantic "geet" Aur sunte rahiye...
"radio zindagi"
अभी ना जाओ छोड़ कर के दिल अभी, भरा नहीं अभी ना जाओ छोड़ कर के दिल अभी भरा नहीं
अभी-अभी तो आई हो अभी-अभी तो अभी-अभी तो आई हो बहार बनके छाई हो हवा जरा महक तो ले नजर जरा बहक तो ले ये शाम ढल तो ले जरा...
As, a girl sat at her pottery wheel, shaping a piece of clay into a vase, she hummed along with the song playing on the radio. The tune was one of her favorites, and she found herself getting lost in the rhythm as she worked. The sound of the wheel spinning and the clay squishing under her fingers was a soothing background to the music, making it easy for her to lose herself in the moment.
Suddenly, she heard a knock at her door.
She got up to answer it, and to her surprise, it was her best friend, standing there with a huge grin on her face. "What are you doing here?" she asked, feeling a rush of excitement and happiness.
"I just wanted to see how you were, and to give you this." Her friend said, handing her a bouquet of flowers. She beamed at her friend, feeling grateful and loved. "You always know just what to do to brighten my day," she said, giving her friend a hug.
Nitya and reya were chatting away, sipping on some tea and munching on snacks, when the conversation turned to the topic of Indian festivals.
Reya was admiring nitya rangoli decor on the floor of the studio. "Oh my gosh, niti! This is gorgeous! How did you learn to make such beautiful rangoli designs?"
Nitya smiled. "no one by my own," she said. "It's a tradition in my family to make rangoli every year for Diwali, and it's a way to welcome good luck and prosperity into our homes. For me, it's also a way to feel connected to my culture and my roots."
Reya eyes widened in admiration. "That's so cool. I've always wanted to learn how to make rangoli myself. Maybe you can teach me sometime?"
Nitya laughed. "Of course, reya. I'd love to teach you! It's not as hard as it looks, and there's no better feeling than seeing a beautiful rangoli design on the floor of your home, knowing that you made it with your own hands."
