haris looked up to see what was it, not knowing whether it was hyderabadi or bhopali style dress, he saw her trying to hold up the falls of her toe- length loose dress with yards long veil flapping in the wind around her, as she balanced herself from falling down, then with a grace that is gifted she crossed the roses again pulling her veil that got caught in thorns, haris"s nerve of wickedness twitched
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