the-mirage

THE MIRAGE 6
There was applause and Arnav looked to his right as everyone was looking
that way, and stood still as the applause broke to loud cheers and even
hoots and then again followed by a big applause.
He Saw…
A lady who walked confidently up the stairs wished the DJ by giving her a
half hug and peck, and then said, “Namasthey and thank you Mr.
Mirchandani!”
She then turned and waved to the press, invitees and the world.
She came and stood by him, and held on to his arm very casually. Arnav
could not make out anything in the beginning, as he had lights glaring into
his eyes, and could see only her silhouette. But when she came and
walked past him to stand by his side, he saw her and just stood without
blinking an eye, as she turned acknowledging him shyly and smiled at him.
His breath hitched in his chest.
She looked gorgeous and very chic. No extra jewellery. Minimum make up!
The clips she wore and whatever she did to her hair made her look young,
fresh and absolutely adorable. But her gait, her jewellery, and her outfit
made her look, …look like a queen! He concluded.
When she turned, the sun shoulder band, which was two layered, and
spread across her shoulders running from one on to the other on her
chest, shone and made her look like a Goddess! As she bent her head
slightly holding on to his left arm, her hair showed highlights suiting her
golden sun theme, and her sun clips with the diamonds in them flared
once on, once off, and gave her the look of a mythical beauty.
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