The ornamental pat silk looked beautiful on me and I looked like a perfect bride. But something was resisting me. Every girl's dream is to become a bride someday. But why am I not happy in my dream day, the day which is supposed to be the happiest day of my life? The greetings of the people made me nervous. I felt like something important was being left behind. I am just twenty but I have many responsibilities. My father departed from this world when I was just ten years old. I have two more sisters and I am the eldest. My mother worked in houses as house hold helper to earn our living. And now she's becoming physically weak day by day and so in fear of her death,she wanted to marry off her daughters one by one. I wanted to tell her that my dream was bigger than merely being someone's wife. I wanted to root my identity. But I ignored.
Soon, I was prepared to be taken to the wedding pavilion where the guests were eagerly waiting for me. I lost myself in my own world of fantasy where my thoughts were being murdered with unspoken words.
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Flickering Aspirations
Short StoryThis short story will inspire you and will spread beams of positive light to your life.. Set in the countryside of Assam, it is a story of a young girl who aspires to become independent in life. But her old sick mother fixes her marriage before comp...
