Her
hands are covered in henna
and her face is decorated with a shy smile
but
her heart is disobeying her
She
wants to be happy
She
promised herself
It
will be alright
It
will be her fairytale night
Her
wedding,
Like
everyone said will be her re-birth
Her
dreams
Like
everyone said were just dirt
They
why all of a sudden
She
was unsure
They
why all of a sudden
She
didn’t feel happy anymore
Why
after ages her heart was not with her
Then why
all of a sudden
everything was blur
She
was asked to meet her taker
After
he said yes
After
she was informed
After
it was officially announced to the world
But
she couldn’t make herself go
May be
she wanted to delay the future
May be
she wanted it to remain a dreamy dream
Her
refusal was appreciated
Her
being coy was expected
She
didn’t ask anything
No one
told her anything
Not knowing is better
She
thought to herself again and again
She
survived the prying eyes of future relatives
She
nodded at all right places as it was imperative
She
cooked and she walked
She
looked down and never talked
She
did everything right
As
right as the word right
As
correct as the word correct
Then
why all of a sudden
She
feels trapped
She
feels choked
This is the eve of her fairytale wedding
Why
even after people calling her outside
She
couldn’t open the door
It was
too late to do anything
Was it
too late to do anything?
May be
she can’t run away
If she
goes out she will be forced into the marriage
But is
there only one door to go out?
May be
not
She
closes her eyes and chooses the door
That
will let her fly
That
will let her be free
Forever!!
This
post is a part of Write Over the Weekend, an initiative for Indian Bloggers by
BlogAdda. We give out themes for creative writing each weekend for Indian
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