The Thakur residence glittered in celebration-lanterns swayed from tall palms, fairy lights shimmered along the verandah, and the scent of mogra and rosewater filled the air.
The garden was lit in soft amber and strings of jasmine. A string quartet played softly on the lawn, their music floating above the sound of guests mingling and laughter rising like champagne bubbles. Waiters in ivory sherwanis glided between guests holding trays of hors d'oeuvres.
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