Her mind slowly swims into consciousness as sleep lets go. She suddenly remembers about the importance of the day ahead. Her eyes open but the room is still dark. She opens the curtains slightly and moves her hands into the streak of light. The rays of dawn light up her palms - dark red curves - forming leaves, peacocks, flowers, decorate her hands. She smiles in delight at the richness of the color - a sign of the days ahead. Fear leaves as hope steps in. She brings her hands to her lips and kisses her mehndi. The bride is ready.
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