The Runaway Bride...

A/N The main characters are taken from serial but the story is completely my pure imagination. No part of it is stolen or copied from somewhere. Readers who haven't seen the serial are also welcomed to read as it doesn't contain any continuation and/or any track related to original tv serial.
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A 23 years old girl adorned in wine long skirt with beautiful heavy rich and shining gold sequence work on its border and a waist length short kurti, her dupatta on her head was fixed with several hair pins so that it doesn't move from its place, was sitting in a secluded corner so that she can hide herself from the various strange stares she had been receiving.
Her henna studded hands with red painted nails were holding a passport and a boarding pass. Huge gold multi layered necklace was resting in her neck and a matching maatha-patti with rubies was embedded on her forehead. Her hazel eyes, neatly painted black and gold were continuously looking around, as if something was amiss, something will suddenly happen..
"Passengers travelling from British Airways to Delhi are requested to kindly report at gate number 30"
With the announcement made, she quickly picked her long skirt in one hand slightly so that she doesn't fall, and passport in another hand, step ahead to stand in the queue to finally board the plane. Once checked in, she looked back one last time with tears in eyes..anyone who'd see her will think of her as a bride..
Indeed she was..a runaway bride!