
The wedding day arrives.
The wedding mandap is built in the center of the courtyard. In the center, the havan kund burns slowly,its smoke rising as mantras fill the air. The priest, dressed in a simple saffron dhoti, chants softly,“Om swaha…”

The wedding day arrives.
The wedding mandap is built in the center of the courtyard. In the center, the havan kund burns slowly,its smoke rising as mantras fill the air. The priest, dressed in a simple saffron dhoti, chants softly,“Om swaha…”
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