Ayesha Khan Becomes Living Temple Painting Frame

Jewellery shaped her presence further. The nath resting on her face, the chokers stacked on her neck, and the bangles circling her wrists made her look like she had stepped out of a mural. Flowers bright as marigold crowned her braid, while stones and gems on her headpiece caught the dim glow of the setting. Even the sitar in her hands looked like it belonged, turning her into an image where sound, colour, and ornament became one.

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