The Saree Day
It was the day of the college cultural fest. Everyone was excited, but what caught everyone’s attention was the “Traditional Day” theme. Myseo and his friends arrived early, ready to enjoy the fun, but nothing could prepare them for the moment the girls walked in wearing sarees.
The bright colors flowed like soft rivers of silk, and the delicate patterns sparkled under the sunlight. Each girl carried herself with grace — the soft rustle of the saree matching the gentle sway of their steps. It was as if time slowed down for a moment.
“My god… they look like angels,” whispered one of Myseo’s friends, eyes wide with awe.
Even the simplest smile from the girls seemed to glow brighter against the elegance of the saree. The way they adjusted the pallu over their shoulders, the subtle twirl as they walked — it was pure charm. The saree didn’t just make them look beautiful; it seemed to bring out their confidence and grace, too.
That day, Myseo and his friends learned something unforgettable: beauty isn’t only about what someone wears — it’s about how they carry themselves. But still, there was something truly magical about girls in sarees… as if the saree was made just to celebrate their beauty.
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