Matrimony

Sitting in the parlor getting her make-up done, deep in thought she sat wearing a red saree.
It wasn't a day that brought a promise of loads of happiness along but there was no doubt, its distinction had been proved over the centuries.
Tapping jittery feet, she remembered the day they had decided to enter into wed-lock on their own volition without any hesitation.
Hours later her face glowed,as meekly she repeated each mantra stepping ahead steadily to initiate a new life.
What was that she was scared of, which power infused in her the confidence; she wondered while her doli moved on.