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Vijay Likhite

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That was the first day of Navratri, Ghat-Sthapana day. That evening most of the ladies had put on gorgeous dresses and were in a merry-making mood. They all were awaiting the garaba to start in the evening to show off their dancing graces, the dancers forming circles around the image of Goddess Amba. Satish, who had joined the management institute for further studies in management, was strolling with his new friends to see the different garaba performances taking place in various societies in the areas nearby the management institute. The graceful movements of the elegantly dressed ladies, in rhythm to the melodiously tuned devotional songs, was a big attraction for the entrants of the management institute coming from all over India.The group was moving from society to society to watch the attractive performances of nicely dressed ladies. The young minds of the ambitious students were noting some impressive faces of…