She looked herself at mirror. her bindi, kajal, earrings, bangles and the jasmine flowers that adorned her hair. she can't believe herself.. she was going to be a bride. she was not ready to be someone else. she was just kid with a woman body. she wanted to dance in the rain, wanted to chase the butterflies, want to feel the wind through her open hair. But she is doing this for her family. she just went to bed. but laid awake at her bed. only one night. just one night is left for her.. tomorrow onwards she will be someone else wife. she was not ready for it... then why.. she questioned herself again...again... she wanted to do more.. wanted to study more,wanted to work more, wanted to travel more.... she was not ready... she quickly gets up from her bed.. started to pack.just her diary and her money. she started to remove her jewellery. she once more looked herself... only the jasmine flowers remain.. she raised her hands to take it off. ...........

KNOCK... KNOCK....

Her mother comes from the front door"what sherin... are you not up yet.. it's your wedding day.. and you are sleeping all day.. common get up and change ''. she looked outside. there's light outside. she slowly raised her hand and touched her head. yes, the jasmine flowers are still there... it hadn't changed... just like her life.....
© sherin