#farewell saree

[oessmith123]

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[dilli-vali-girlfriend]

i believe the best part of girlhood is wearing a saree for the first time for your farewell, never wanting to get out of it, and getting the types of compliments you've never received in your life. Full desi girl moment

[shadowseductress]

not me confused between wearing a saree or tuxedo on my farewell.

[mitskey]

[the-prophecy]

Yaar wapis saree pehenni padegi but abh saree nai he

[i-wanna-b-yours]

how do you tell your parents you want your dress to be a little slutty

[mavuris]

Elegance Personified The Timeless Appeal of Black Farewell Sarees

A farewell is a moment of nostalgia and celebration, and choosing the perfect outfit can make it even more memorable. Among the many choices, black farewell sarees stand out for their timeless elegance and effortless charm. The color black has always been synonymous with sophistication, and when combined with the grace of a saree, it creates an ensemble that exudes confidence and style.

Why Black Farewell Sarees Are a Popular Choice

Black farewell sarees have an unmatched ability to make a statement. The deep, rich hue flatters every skin tone and body type, making it a versatile choice for all. The simplicity of black allows it to be paired with a variety of accessories, making it easy to style for both formal and semi-formal farewell events. Whether adorned with minimalistic embellishments or intricate embroidery, black sarees radiate elegance.

Styling Your Black Farewell Saree

To elevate your look, pair a black farewell saree with a contrasting blouse in shades of gold, silver, or jewel tones like emerald or ruby. Statement jewelry, such as bold earrings or a choker, can add a touch of glamour. Keep your makeup subtle yet striking with smoky eyes and nude lips, allowing the saree to remain the focal point.

A Farewell to Remember

Wearing a black farewell saree ensures that you leave a lasting impression. Its timeless appeal and versatile styling options make it the perfect choice for bidding adieu with grace and poise.

[ethnic-women-clothing]

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[luxurion01]

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[navyasa-by-liva]

Sarees for Farewell

[suvidhafashion]

Saree For Farewell Party

Consider the theme when choosing your saree for farewell party. If it's a formal event, opt for a classic saree. For a more casual gathering, a printed saree or one would be appropriate.

[4uru]

My farewell party is in two days BITCHES GET READY TO SEE ME SLAY IN A MATCHING SAREE WITH MY BSF WITH FULL FACE OF MAKE UP. THIS LOCAL BROWN BOY WILL BE SERVING CUNT-

[krishakamal]

Raag - Anurag § Chapter 1

— Ram x Sneha Acharya [OC]

*⁠.⁠✧ SYNOPSIS : Sneha Acharya lost her parents at a young age. Her father's friend, Arjun decided to adopt and take her to Hyderabad. There she grew up to be a beautiful woman. Then came her doom. She arranged to marry Ram, the traitor. Where will this go now?

*⁠.⁠✧ WARNINGS & TAGS : cursing, arranged marriage, 1.6k words.

*⁠.⁠✧ — NAVIGATION // RRR MASTERLIST // SERIES MASTERLIST

"Ahh!" Sneha yelled in pain, "It hurts, Kakima."

"Shhh, sit still." Her Kaki, Malini, ordered her as she worked on the latter's hair. Pinning the gajra to the bun.

Sneha huffed, looking at herself in the mirror. Today was her wedding and that too, with a man she despised.

At the tender age of six, Sneha lost both her parents to a car accident on their way home. Even though Sneha survived the accident, losing her parents left a great trauma on her. Arjun Dev, a close friend of her father who lived in Hyderabad, decided to adopt her.

Here, in Hyderabad, she grew up under his and his wife, Malini's care. Growing up, Sneha was fond of literature. She took inspiration from the nature around her and inked them in a diary. Later she decided to turn that hobby to her profession.

Sneha was not blind to atrocious works of the british. She knew well how monstrous they were. How they fooled Indians and took over the whole country. How they tortured poor Indians and kept them like slaves.

Sneha could not see their pain and misfortune so she decided that she would help as much as possible to free her country from their vicious clutches. She had written many nationalist books under the pen name 'Nandini'.

Now considering how much she loves Bharat and hates the British basterds, the last person she expected to marry was one of their loyal dogs, Alluri Sitaram Raju. She was pissed off when her uncle told her about the marriage proposal.

She instantly rushed off in anger to confront him but when he requested her with nothing but utter sincerity, Sneha could not turn him down. Had he not adopted Sneha, she didn't know what would have happened to her and Sneha was great to them. So, here she was now a few minutes away from getting married to that traitor, Sitaram.

Malini held Sneha's shoulders, "I'm so happy for you, Sneha. Trust me, Ram is a really good man and he will always keep you happy."

Sure, a traitor like him will do anything but keep me happy.

Sneha plasted a fake smile on her face and looked at Malini through the mirror's reflection, "I hope so."

Just then the door opened and one of her sisters ran in, "Hurry! The groom is here."

Malini left Sneha alone in the room to gather her thoughts. Sneha looked down, in her lap was a pendant, engulfed in her palms. Her mind was crowded with thoughts. How was she going to spend her life with Ram? Just how?

But time didn't stop for her. It went on it's pace. Sneha was escorted to the mandap where they were tied into the sacred bond of marriage. The wedding ended and Sneha bid a tear-filled farewell to her family. Then she was taken to his house where his side of the family performed all the rituals and in no time it was their wedding night.

Sneha sat on the bed, heart racing like a train. Her knees were pulled to her chest. She wondered if Ram would try to force himself on her. She was, by no means, ready for this. This was supposed to happen between two loves, soulmates and they were neither.

If he tries something, I'll kill him.

Sneha thought to herself. The wooden door opened and Ram walked in, closing the door behind. Sneha gripped the saree harder, so much that her knuckles turned white.

Ram started walking towards the bed. Just as he came to the end of the bed, Sneha shot up, standing on it with a knife in her hand, "Don't you dare come any closer or else I swear to god, I'll kill you."

Ram flinched back, startled, "What on earth are you doing?"

Ram glared at her but she snapped back, "Listen mister, I have no intention of being your wife, let alone spent a night with you. Stay the fuck away from me."

Ram could not help but scoff at her atrocious words, "Like I want to sleep with you. I have way more important work than sleeping with someone foul-mouthed like you."

"Yeah yeah whatever. Now get out." Sneha swung the knife in the door's direction, "You are not staying in the same room as me."

"This is my room. You get out."

"Do you want to die in your sleep?"

Ram gulped in fear, the kind of person she seemed to be, she probably would not even hesitate before stabbing him to death. Sneha smirked, knowing very well that she had won.

"Whatever, hope you die in your sleep." Ram snatched the blanket off the bed and started walking out, muttering under his breath, "Who named her Sneha, they need to be put in a mental asylum."

"And your name should have been Ravan instead, even better Shishupal, you useless coward." Sneha yelled before the door slammed shut.

Sneha waited a few seconds before sighing in relief, saved for the day. She got down from the bed and carefully hid the knife in the nightstand's drawer. She quickly took of all the make up and jwelleries and changed into simple saree. Then turning off the lights Sneha snuggled into the soft sheets and let the slumber pull her into the dreamland.

Sneha woke up the next morning to the empty house. Ram was nowhere to be seen. That happened the next and then the next day. Ram would leave the house before Sneha could wake up and come back after she had gone to sleep. The sofa in the living room was now his bed.

Sunlight peeked through the sheer curtains, filling the room with golden light. You snuggled more into the sheets before blinking your eyes open. Glancing at the table clock, it showed the time was 7 o'clock. Sneha sat up on the bed, streaching her limbs to get rid of the sleepiness.

Throwing off the blanket, which she found in the closet (Ram was too much of a dick to give her one), she got up. Sneha made the bed and then did her morning routine. Sneha dressed up in a red silk saree with gold work done on it.

Today she was going to make a library card at the local library. Books were her addiction and not being able to read one the past days were killing her inside. Her hair was still a little damp so she decided to leave them open.

Sneha walked down the stairs and into the living room, only to stop at the bottom step. There was Ram, sitting on the sofa, reading newspapers. Dressed in a simple white shirt and dress pants.

He was handsome— scratch that, he was extremely good looking. If only his personality was like Sri Ram. Sneha mourned internally. She walked into the kitchen, adjourned to the living room.

"Wow, look who didn't sneak out early in the morning today." Sneha said loudly, too loud.Ram could feel his eyebrows twitch. Stay calm Ram, don't listen to her bullshit. He could not stay calm for long when started again, "What? Did your dear British government fire you already?"

His mouth moved even before he could comprehend, "Look who didn't sleep till afternoon like a pig. What direction did the sun raise from today?"

Sneha's jaw dropped on the floor, "I sleep like a pig? Me? Sneha Acharya? Then you sleep like a damn donkey."

Ram mumbled, loudly, while turning a page of the newspaper, "Truth hurts. What can we do?"

This damn donkey!

Sneha stomped her feet before rushing into the kitchen. She could feel herself fuming with anger. Only a good cup of chai could help her calm down. As slammed the saucepan on the stove, an idea hit her brain.

"Oii." Sneha called from the kitchen.

"What?"

"I'm making chai. Do you want some?"

".............Sure." Ram answered after a minute of silence.

Sneha threw him an 'ok' sign and got back to prepare tea. Ram could feel something was off. But what could she do? Poison his tea?

Calling me a pig. The audacity. Now taste the tea made by a pig.

Sneha quickly prepared two cups of tea and brought it out in the living room. Placing the tray on the low coffee table, she handed him a cup and she herself started sipping from one.

Ram inspected the cup and the liquor. Smelling it, seeing from all angels. Sneha suppressed the laugh, dying to come out. Finally Ram took a sip.

Hmm? Not bad.

Until a second later it hit. The inside of his mouth started burning like hell. Ram dropped the cup on the ground, yelling in pain. He felt like he had eaten a thousand chillies. Sneha could not stop it anymore. She threw back on the sofa, laughing like a mad woman.

Ram searched the containers and cabinets, searching for something, anything, to help with the burning feeling. He finally found a small container of rasogolla. He somehow opened it and gulped down all of them in a matter of a few minutes.

When he finally calmed down, his chest was heaving crazyly. Anger raised in his head when he fully grasped what had happened. He saw Sneha leaning on the kitchen door, giving him mocking looks. Ram glared at it like an angry bull. If looks could kill, you would have been six feet under the ground by now.

Ram marched up to you, jabbing his pointer finger on your forehead with each word, "You. Will. Pay. For. This."

He gritted out before walking past you, shoving your shoulder with his in the process. You turned your head to see him stomping up stairs.

We will see Mr. Ram.

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[mavuris]

Grace in Every Drape The Allure of Peacock Green Color Sarees

Peacock green color sarees have a unique charm that effortlessly blends vibrancy with sophistication. This exquisite hue, inspired by the iridescent feathers of a peacock, is a favorite among saree enthusiasts for its rich, regal appeal. Whether for a wedding, festival, or formal gathering, peacock green color sarees make a stunning choice that guarantees elegance in every drape.

Why Peacock Green Stands Out

The beauty of peacock green color sarees lies in their ability to complement all skin tones while exuding a regal aura. This captivating shade, often enriched with intricate zari work, embroidery, or handwoven patterns, transforms a saree into a masterpiece. The color symbolizes renewal and growth, making it a fitting choice for celebratory occasions.

Styling Peacock Green Sarees

Peacock green sarees are incredibly versatile, making them easy to style for various events. Pairing them with contrasting blouses in gold, maroon, or royal blue adds a striking effect. Accessories like statement jewelry in antique gold or kundan designs can enhance the saree’s regal look. For a modern twist, opt for sleek hairstyles and minimalistic makeup to let the saree take center stage.

A Timeless Investment

Investing in a peacock green color saree ensures you own a piece that never goes out of fashion. Its timeless appeal, coupled with its ability to suit both traditional and contemporary settings, makes it a must-have for every saree lover. Celebrate your elegance with the unmatched allure of peacock green color sarees.

[shadowseductress]

I had my farewell today, wore a black saree :)

[luxurion01]

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