Abhyuday

Much like a hug of warmth, she awaits a winter charm. Muffled beneath the razai sheets, she finds a beacon amidst the cold gloomy nights. She smiles in sleep, and clings closer. Warm, rich and glowing, she rises like the sun.

Lavanya

Beauty begins, it never ceases. It stays forever intact with the simple choices we make. She picks things carefully- the earrings, flowers, and anklets. But she's smitten by the Dhara nose pins and picks one up with care. Just as unique as the festival, her choices shall begin to sculpt her unique look. 

Smayukta

It has all fallen in place now, she has graced the final stages. She is ready to receive the season, the joy, and the happiness. She drapes her new saree, and adjusts every pleat; She smiles at her final reflection, and sprints to the balcony...

Vhant

He walks the street, with a content smile. His favorite festival has arrived- yes, it's time to fly the kites! He awaits to see her when he gets home, all dolled up in a beautiful saree, and the scent of flowers floating all over. Together, they all go to the terrace, and celebrate Uttarayan, welcoming joy and youthfulness