He reclines under the dome of mimosa sputtered with a thousand comet-like yellow blossoms and watches her dance and smiles. The gentle breeze that just blew showered yellow dust upon her and him, like people shower flowers when a man accepts his wife, he thinks with a chuckle.

-Mukta Singh-Zocchi

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