The Bride

The dewy eyed bride
draped in bridal chiffon,
with complexion of gold,
long tresses flowing down like a waterfall,
decorated with glittering jewellery.

That is how she looked when
reflected in waters- adorable and beautiful.
but certainly the reflection could not
show her heart's turmoil.

with each passing moment
her heart thumped
with doubts and confusions,
will he love me?
will he care for me?
will our minds and hearts be in sync?
her heart posed such thousand questions
each one demanding its answer first.

He sat beside the holy fire
waiting for her to come
an arrange marriage it was
she had seen him only in photographs
which were still hidden under her pillow,
though she stared at them often,
he was someone different in real.

Handsome and elegant he looked
and trustworthy too
and appeared like a gaurdian angel
she was swept away by his charm.

And
finally the auspicious moment dawned upon
The enchanting of blessed mantras,
The flicker of holy fire,
The fragnance of incense sticks,
floated all over the air.

He held her hand, the soothing touch, firm yet gentle,
secretly she stared into his eyes for a moment
and his black eyes said it all,
he seemed to make silent promises
"I'll overcome all odds and keep you happy, my bride"

With blushing red cheeks,
she looked down,
her doubts and confusions flied to oblivion.

Her heart leaped out
As the 3 knots were being tied
bonded with trust and love
The 7 steps were taken
around the flickering holy fire,
for 7 births of togetherness
and lifelong commitment.

Circling around the flickering fire,
she offered a silent prayer
"may my marriage last till eternity,
I'll treasure our  permanent union
and promise to stand by my soulmate
in all stages of life."