The next day was the sangeet and mehndi ceremony at the brides hose and bachelors party for the groom.
This was followed by the wedding the next day. Again the arrangements were perfect. The wedding was in a beautiful picturesque temple in Jaisalmer.
The entire temple was decorated with yellow and orange chrysanthemums. The bride was wearing a beautiful golden offwhite lehnga. She was looking radiant. The groom was wearing an cream coloured sherwani. Looking at the couple everyone could see they were very much in love.
Myra looked at her sister wistfully. She was happy for Jiya who had found true happiness but she wanted the same for herself. She was an ambitious girl but at heart she wanted what everyone desired, a loving husband, babies and a happy family life.
Ritwik was looking at Myra curiously. As usual she was breathtakingly beautiful in a light pink lehnga with light makeup and minimal jewellary. She seemed to be lost in her thoughts when he asked,”A penny for your thoughts?”
“What?,Oh nothing. It’s just that these two look so happy together. This is true love.”
“In this day and age do you believe in love?”
“Of course I do. I may be a career woman but I do want to settle eventually.”
“This is a revelation. I never expected this from you. I don’t believe in silly things as love. Love is nothing but a permission for sex. And for sex you don’t need emotions. You just need to consulting adults and the women should be beautiful like you.”