On a bright morning, all heads turned around in the reception party, where white and pink rose bouquets hung around on tall flower stands to come across exotic in itself.
With trumpet sound brought in radiance and whoops of joy. Laced with diamonds and gold necklaces, she got down from the elephant.
She reaches to a man with white garland and some pious things.
The girl holds onto the saintly things as the priest reads out the holy mantras. The girl then walks to the back room and comes out in white but not she wore earlier. This one’s a handmade white colored dress made by her senior. Without jewelry, She went bald by this time and her head was covered with her pallu.
She appeared as an angel ever more beautiful. She had now chosen the path to heaven and Moksha by taking Deeksha, a step closer to reach God.