On the day of her wedding,
She felt a range of emotions –
Sadness and happiness,
nervousness and helplessness.
Wearing an ornate red attire,
Decked with jewelry and fresh flowers,
She looked every bit the beautiful bride.
But, she was a mess, deep inside.
In a moment alone, she looked at the mirror,
and saw someone familiar staring back at her –
It was the Goddess she prayed to everyday.
She could see Her resemblance in herself.
She realized her role in the circle of life
As Shakti…and not as a compromise
To the opinions of her society and class.
She felt ready to step towards the mandap.
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