“I will be late tonight.” Sita didn’t dare to look at his spiteful eyes.
She quietly moved out, holding her breath
Last week’s wounds were still fresh…
Outside she met her mother in law’s helpless eyes
Sita nodded her head they exchanged meaningless smiles.
All this was left behind as she moved forward with expectant eyes
For here was another bride
who awaited her makeup artist to arrive
And as Sita’s fingers moved deftly
everyone captured her magic
with admiring eyes
In no time, she transformed a homely girl into a diva divine.
Finally, she put the last touches on the beautiful bride
And looked at her with grim eyes
Quietly she prayed
For the radiance to stay
even after the makeup wore off the jewelry lost its luster…