Two Thoughts

I saw the bride arrive. She looked splendid and I felt a strong pang of jealousy. The red veil perfectly matched her flawless complexion. Her face looked resplendent through the netted veil. Her blouse clung snugly to her, highlighting her assets to the T and revealing a slim and svelte waist. The bright red velvet skirt hugged her like a dream vying for reality. The jewellery on her neck seemed to kiss her delicate skin and tickle her as her cheeks turned pink when she blushed. The bangles on her hand produced a melody as she walked slowly towards the man of her dreams. Her anklet gave away soft chimes as if celebrating her union with the man she loves. It was the perfect moment for her. For me, I just had one problem.

She was not me.

He saw his bride arrive. She looked splendid to many but he felt a sense of nothingness. The red was too bright and her complexion irritated him. Her face looked messed under the transparent veil. Her blouse was too revealing and looked skimpy to him. The velvet on her skirt was too shiny and not like the way he had dreamt of. The jewellery cluttered her neck as if trying to choke it, turning her face red. Her bangles clunk against each other creating a shrill noise to his ear as he awaited his nightmare. The squeal of her anklets deafened him almost like a warning of the compromise that he was about to get into. It was the perfect moment for her. For him, he just had one problem.

She was not her.

~ Soumya