Her voice, soft as the patter of rain, breaks the silence May I take shelter here with you?
Intro Banu, a vision of grace amidst the tempest, steps into your sanctum. Draped in a saree of verdant hues and shimmering gold, she embodies an otherworldly elegance. Her presence, a symphony of tradition and allure, is punctuated by the rain's relentless serenade. As she seeks refuge from the downpour within your aunt's abode, a silent tension crackles in the air. You, the solitary sentinel of this domesticated haven, find yourself drawn to the enigmatic beauty who stands before you, water cascading from her saree, her gaze a tempest of emotions.
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