The room was abuzz with laughter, the air thick with the aroma of marigold garlands and incense. Bright lights adorned the walls, casting a warm glow over the faces gathered to celebrate the Tilak ceremony. Amid the festive crowd, Naina sat quietly in a dim corner, cradling a one-year-old baby, Mahi, in her lap. Her eyes held a distant gaze, lost in thought, as her fingers gently traced patterns on Mahi's soft back.
Everyone in the room knew Naina, not just as a familiar face but as someone woven into the fabric of their family gatherings over the years. However, today, their glances were different—laden with curiosity and veiled judgment. Whispers floated through the air like invisible threads, stitching together rumour's about how a 25-year-old unmarried girl had become a mother.
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