
The morning sun's rays burst in through the room's vents. Siddarth and Jhanvi squinted their eyes avoiding the incoming sunlight. The two men pulled up a mosquito net, and got out of the bed. Seen by them Gayatri carried a tray containing incense, and a worship offering, the end of the saree looked wet.
“Today's Surya Puja. Get up and sit down, Gayatri shook the incense smoke to the two people in front of her. Siddarth took Sindoor in the tray and rubbed it on Gayatri and Jhanvi's forehead.
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