Part 4 – The Green Room

Rainbow Rangoli

This is the story of a young man Vishnu enjoying his work life and one day he displays his talent of drawing Rangoli to support his team in a company conducted event. Post this Rangoli event how the series of events made his to try him something new which he never tried and experienced before...

The room was a flurry of activity as everyone gathered to get ready for the big event. Vinu madam, with her long braided hair and colorful half saree, looked absolutely adorable. I too was surrounded by my friends as they excitedly prepared me for the occasion. In a whirlwind of motion, my clothes were ripped off and replaced with shorts.


The padded bra was a soft shade of pink, with lacy straps and delicate embroidery. My blouse was a deep maroon, with intricate designs and a figure-hugging fit. The petticoat was a bright yellow, and the pavada was a stunning shade of royal blue, highlighted with golden thread. The dhavani was a light shade of violet, with a shimmering gold border that glittered in the light. Together, the colors created a captivating and elegant ensemble.


Radha holds up a padded bra, the cups filled with soft foam, and expertly fastens the bra strap around my back. I slip on a light blouse, the fabric hugging my torso, followed by a flowy petticoat and the beautiful voilet dhavani with a shimmering golden border. Radha expertly knots the pavada around my waist, accentuating my curves.


Radha brought out a padded bra, its cups smooth and round, and helped me put it on. We then slipped the blouse over my head and fastened it at the back, the intricate golden border shining in the light. Next came the petticoat, its fabric swirling around my legs as I pulled it over my waist. Radha deftly tied the knot of the pavada, creating a neat and snug fit. The voilet dhavani in her hands was light and delicate, the golden border glinting with every movement as it was draped over my body, covering my feminine curves.


The makeup artist had an array of products laid out, from primers to concealers to a rainbow of eyeshadow shades. She expertly blended and brushed the different products on my face, creating a flawless base and accentuating my features with a purple eyeshadow and a bold red lipstick.


he earrings were silver and delicate, each one adorned with a small sparkling crystal that caught the light and reflected rainbows. The bangles were gold, thin and numerous, creating a symphony of tinkling as they slid up and down my arm.

The makeup artist delicately dipped her brush into the primer, her movements smooth and precise as she applied it to the model's face. She then carefully chose a foundation, matching it perfectly to the model's skin tone, and applied it evenly with a sponge. Next, she dabbed concealer under the model's eyes and any other imperfections, blending it in seamlessly. She then moved on to the eyes, using a palette of vibrant purple shades to create a stunning look. Finally, she swept a bold red lipstick onto the model's lips, adding the finishing touch to the transformation.


The makeup artist's hands moved with expert precision as she applied the primer, smoothing it over the skin to create a smooth base. Her fingers then carefully blended the foundation, covering imperfections and giving a smooth, even complexion. With a skilled hand, she applied concealer to any remaining blemishes, erasing them from sight. As she moved on to the eye makeup, her brush glided over the colors effortlessly, creating a perfect blend of violet shades. She finished with a bold swipe of red lipstick, completing the look.


The earrings were long and delicate, shimmering in the light as they swayed from my ears. The bangles were stacked high on each wrist, catching the light with every movement. The bindi was a small, glittering dot on my forehead, adding a touch of elegance to my look.


The earrings were silver and delicate, each one adorned with a small sparkling crystal that caught the light and reflected rainbows. The bangles were gold, thin and numerous, creating a symphony of tinkling as they slid up and down my arm. The bindi was a deep red, perfectly matching the bold color on my lips, and it sat elegantly between my eyebrows.


P.S: This is purely a fictional and my own story.. Do not repost this story without my consent.

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