AUTHOR'S POV

The vibrant sounds of the Ghoomar song filled the grand hall, echoing off the walls of the royal palace. A group of ladies, dressed in colourful lehengas and dupattas, danced gracefully in the centre of the room. Their movements were synchronized, twirling and swirling in perfect harmony with the rhythm of the song. The long, flowing skirts of their dresses lifted and spun with each turn, creating a blur of reds, pinks, and oranges in the air.