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Seventh Chapter
They were adorned with garlands that hung down to their knees, their faces radiant with the brilliance of the gems they wore. Their beauty was like the moonlight of autumn or the delicate strands of a lotus. Their arms, adorned with bracelets, armlets, keyuras, and rings, resembled the branches of a wish-fulfilling tree. Their hips were encircled with sashes, and the tinkling of the small bells attached to them echoed like the triumphant sounds of an elephant's victory drums. Their feet, adorned with anklets, resonated with the sweet sounds of bees buzzing around lotus flowers. They were adorned with all the ornaments befitting a wedding, their beauty itself being their greatest adornment. Lakshmi, the goddess of wealth, adorned her daughter, Srimatī, just as the earth, Vasundhara, adorned her son, Jangh. After being adorned, they were seated on a jeweled platform, where auspicious rituals had already been performed. The platform, illuminated by gem-studded lamps and adorned with auspicious objects, shone like the peak of Mount Meru, adorned with gods and goddesses. The deep, resonant sounds of drums, struck with sticks, echoed like the roar of the ocean. The women sang auspicious songs, while the bards and the singers chanted auspicious verses, their voices filled with enthusiasm. The dancers, with their arched eyebrows, performed a graceful dance, their anklets jingling rhythmically.