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"Looking so beautiful. These oxidised earrings and choker are looking so good on you, Mamoni,"Madhushri said to Dityashri, who passed her a fake smile and walked ahead, ignoring the others who were busy in "sindoor khela."
It was Vijaya Dashami and Dityashri was dressed in a white salwar with a long red ethnic dupatta. However, she didn't let anyone put red vermilion on her face as she wasn't interested in celebrating the auspicious "sindoor khela."
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Imagine this as Dityashri's look
"Didibhai, wait. At least put a small teeka,"Tiya said while walking behind her and she turned around and said,"fine! only a small teeka."
Tiya gave a nod and did as said, while saying,"you love playing with vermilion, then what's wrong today? Just because of Hardik you'll leave your favourite things too?"
"I am not in a mood to celebrate this ritual today. Maybe next year. Anyways, why is Dadabhai shouting so much?"
"Let's go and see,"Tiya said and the sisters walked ahead towards Satyajeet, who has walked up to the terrace where people were having the prasad.
Satyajeet was shouting,"arey kichu lokjon dhuke esheche barite. Pechon diker bagane ki shob korche ek gaada phool tool diye,"(few men have walked into the house and are doing something with flowers in the backyard garden.)
"Hein! What flowers?"Tiya asked and he replied,"sunflowers. Only sunflowers."
"Sunflowers!"Dityashri uttered and ran downstairs to the hanging balcony immediately.
[Play the song "Maula Mere" from Anwar(ending part loop version) mentioned in the video box, as the background music here.]
Her heart missed a beat due to the uprising excitement of seeing their backyard garden filled with innumerous sunflower plants, full of big bright sunflowers.
