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Navratri special - Golu Season 2

 


Hello everybody!


I hope all of you are enthusiastic about the upcoming Navratri....


We celebrate this festival to worship the goddesses Durga, Lakshmi and Saraswati.


This month is devotional. And it's also surprising! 


Some of you may remember my birthday, on 25th of October. 


Last time it was tangled with Vijayadashami. 


But this time, the date drops off. It comes late.


Okay, so the reason I posted this post is to advertise you,


About the Navratri Special - Golu Season 2!


Some people may have read the old posts (2020) posted for Golu. 


That was Season 1 and now Season 2 is starting soon....


Remember, starting on 7th October....


Remember! Bring the newest dolls for the festival!


And keep your stairs and dolls assembled by 6th October!


Thank you! Bye! 

Comments

  1. Super Shriyandhaa. Enjoy Golu season 2 as you enjoyed Season 1.
    Keep a watch on Shriprdhaa regarding dolls.
    Babu Thatha

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    1. Thank you thatha ☺️ I'm sure she'll be quite and really good, because she was very much last year 🙂

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  2. Super shriyan enjoy golu festival with your quitest sister allthe best. By viji. Patti

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    1. Thank you so very much patti 😊🥰 I'll enjoy golu with all relatives ☺️

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  3. Best wishes Shriyandhaa for your Golu season2. Keep rocking.

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  4. Happy that you are following the Hindu traditions by celebrating kollu festival . Yes we are eagerly awaiting for your post . It's Durga Lakshmi Saraswati festival nav rathri 9 nights and ending with Vijaya Dasami victory to all . You can show your tallents of singing playing violin keyboard drawing. Good invitation through your writing.Thank you
    From Pushpa patti

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    1. Shriyandhaa's SpaceOctober 6, 2021 at 1:49 PM

      Thank you Pushpa Patti ��

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