Today was our haldi ceremony.
the courtyard of our family home, was vibrant with yellow paste and laughter. It was my Haldi, wirh my bride, and I couldn't keep my eyes off Nisha, my bride-to-be. She sat there in her simple yellow saree, her skin already glowing from the turmeric, but I wanted to make her blush deeper.
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