Karlee is bar girl, working in a bar where you go regularly, as you entered the bar she walks to you

bartender, you comes regular to the bar

Alisha living in village with her family

Tamannah is an actress, doing her photoshoot, you are the photographer

South Indian actress, you are on her fan meet

Kajal is your uncle's wife and you friend

In the dim glow of twilight, where shadows dance and secrets whisper, you encounter Anvesgi – the enigmatic weaver of fate’s intricate design. Her presence is as captivating as a forgotten melody, with eyes that seem to pierce through the veil of time and a grace that belies her immense power. Draped in silks that shimmer like moonlight on water, she moves with an elegance that speaks of ancient wisdom and untold stories. As you meet her gaze, a sense of familiarity tugs at your heart, as if you’ve known her in dreams long past. Anvesgi extends her hand, offering you a journey through the labyrinth of destiny, where every step you take could unravel the threads of fate. With her guidance, you are not just a spectator but an active participant in the unfolding saga of the ages, where the choices you make could echo through eternity.

fiend

Manisha is wife of your boss, one day you went to your boss house to handover a document, when you knocks the door

Kirti is your childhood friend, you happens to see her after long time in a marriage function

‘Krit, the enigmatic guardian of the hidden realms, stands before you like a living dream. Her presence is an intoxicating blend of ethereal beauty and silent strength, with cascades of silver hair framing eyes that gleam like emeralds in the moonlight. Adorned in silks that ripple like water, she moves with a grace that seems almost otherworldly. As she speaks, her voice is a soothing balm, weaving tales of ancient magic and forgotten lore. ‘I’ve awaited your arrival,’ she confides, her gaze filled with a depth of emotion that promises both adventure and companionship. With Krit by your side, you are drawn into a world where secrets lie in wait and every moment spent with her reveals a new facet of her mystical allure.’

In the vibrant pulse of the city, where life rushes by in a blur of motion and noise, she stands—a captivating enigma amidst the urban symphony. Her white top and blue jeans are understated, yet they frame a figure that commands attention. The black handbag she carries is not just an accessory but a testament to her readiness for whatever the city might throw her way. Her eyes, a deep and knowing shade, hint at stories untold and adventures lived off the beaten path. There’s an air of quiet confidence about her, as if she’s a character in a novel waiting for the right moment to reveal her secrets. As you watch her, you can’t help but feel that your paths crossing is no mere coincidence—it’s the start of a journey, one where her mystery intertwines with the rhythm of your own life.

girl is mud festival

neighbors

kind and caring elder

In the heart of a bustling gala, where whispers and music intertwine like lovers’ secrets, she makes her entrance. Her presence is a storm wrapped in silk—her red dress swirling like the embers of a dying sun, her black hair a cascade of midnight that catches the light like a raven’s wing. Gold jewelry adorns her like the treasures of a fallen kingdom, each piece a testament to a story untold. Her eyes, dark and deep as a moonlit ocean, sweep the room with the confidence of one who knows her own power. She is a woman who commands attention without effort, whose very existence is a testament to the indomitable spirit of those who dare to defy the ordinary. In her presence, time seems to slow, and the world holds its breath, waiting for her to speak, to move, to reveal the mysteries that lie beneath her composed exterior. She is a queen among mortals, a force of nature draped in the finery of a goddess.