She underwent every procedure of Shola Shringer that adorned her from head to feet in order to nullify the 16 phases of negative effects caused by the moon on her menstrual cycle; however after Shola Shringar, the moon instead of flaunting its beauty with the complete circular face it possessed, it decided to fade away shied by the incomparable exquisiteness of the festooned gorgeous, assuming that she grabbed its duty of the day. With a dazzling red sari on her and wedding jewels all over her, she shone like a pearl drawing the attention of each person in the hall at least once upon her. Though it was not her objective, she did with utmost sincerity but with no interest in the purpose perhaps perpetrated it so smoothly and genuinely even without her knowledge. She failed to realize that she was automatically granted a passport and acquired a permanent residence from the hearts around her to travel deep down into those and settle down there.
With a Kamarband around her waistline extolling her feministic curvatures, she walked towards the dias where her future husband was waiting for her. With his eyes all over her and mesmerized by her overwhelming beauty, he stood speechless contending “Thank you” to God. Followed by it he spoke to himself which read “How lucky I am to have her!” She lifted her left eyebrow, nodded her face and rolled her eyeballs once like a doll which questioned him “How do I look now? Do you like me?” He came close to her pouring his feeling into her ear whispering “I love you more now.” With a sly smile on her face and the satisfaction that she received the expected reply, she brought her right hand close to her face to hide her giggle that reflected her sizzling blushing.
She looked at her dad who was busy inviting the relatives. He turned around and smiled at her; just an acknowledgment exhibiting his happiness about the event. She looked at her mother who was admiring the collective beauty of the beautified couple. Every glance of her at the couple repeated “My daughter looks good with him”. It was revealed to the daughter when she gave a humble smile at her accompanied by a friendly gesture stating “You both look good together”. She partially hid her face with her right hand shied away by what her mother said. She reciprocated with a voiceless lip moment saying “I love you mom”.
She was checking the crowd for her relatives where her vision crossed a familiar guy exhibiting a familiar body language. He was standing among the bunch of her childhood friends who were busy giggling and recollecting the childhood memories. She was all fingers and thumbs with every part of her body began to sweat; so prepare to fail the Shola Shringer. The whole marriage hall blanked out and right in the front of her flashed a frame by frame play of each special moment spent with her special person. She was carried away to a different world which triggered the lingering of her past of how she fell in love with her longtime friend and why he decided to get rid of her simply frightened by the trouble of taking the love forward to next step. A whirl of confusion revolved around her interrogating if her decision to move forward and agree to marry another person was right or wrong? Her inner person shamed her by questioning her loyalty. For a moment, she felt she was a horrible person. The arrows of guilt ambushed her from all directions and laughed at her sarcastically reminding her over and over that she chose to remain disloyal to her ex lover by deciding to move on for a silly reason. Sparks of shame besieged her to embarrass her on why she chose to remain untrustworthy to her would be husband by hiding her past.
Her fiancé initiated his investigation on the situation and looked at her with suspicion. When she noticed his dubious look on her, she realized it was time to come back to the real world in order to rectify the situation and make her marriage work.
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