The Day One

Mon, 04 May 2026 07:22:33 +0000

​The first morning of a new life is rarely as loud as the celebrations that precede it. For Avni, it began with the soft, rhythmic rustle of silk. Standing before the vanity mirror, she fussed with the pleats of her deep crimson saree, her fingers trembling slightly as she tucked the fabric into place.