Shree returned from the temple, took a bath and then got on the roof. She started hanging the freshly washed clothes and sarees out to dry on the ropes under the sunlight while softly humming a song. Meanwhile, Rishiraj had also gone to bathe at that time.

Her wet hair clung to her neck and trailed over her shoulders. Some strands sticking to her skin and few droplets of water slid down slowly from her hair, tracing down her collarbone, towards her back and chest.