CentStory 4: Wedding Bells.


She was fidgeting her saree nervously. Having been through this process many times now and getting rejected every time, made her weak and dejected.
Ramprasad was tired of searching a groom for his only daughter. Several men walked out on her for the reason she wasn’t a beauty material. Now that a prospect was sitting across the table sipping the hot coffee served by Vyjayanthi, there was only one thing she was hoping for - A "Yes". Tears rolled down her cheeks as Narayan accepted Vyjayanthi for what she was - a simple, loving and caring human being.


Rituals followed!

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