THE ARRANGED HEARTBEAT
"वर अब वधु के मांग में सिंदूर भरे," the priest directed. He took a pinch of sindoor. His gaze met her's for a fleeting moment-her face unreadable, yet heavy with unspoken emotions. Slowly, he leaned forward and filled her hairline. Her eyes fluttered shut, and a lone tear slipped down her cheek. ____________________...