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...decorated with red roses the black luxury car  speeding   smoothly  entered a posh  area, a newly wedded couple sat  together in the back seat  , the bride s head was  exploding with  pain and she felt quite heavy,  no matter how much a girl loves her  parents and family the moment she is  sent off at rukhsati  all her   threads of emotional breaths and  thoughts  get  tied up with the man sitting next to her , she becomes overwhelmed  and apprehensive  of their future,  but it seemed in that car  there were robots  instead of humans sitting, the bride was weak  heartbroken and   and  had  a head splitting   pain  all she wanted was  to kiss the dust of her birth place  and  embrace the lanes of her  paternal  village  where she grew up,  she wanted to  break into  a long loud screaming  cry like  the  backward  women folk who release all their stress  but who should she cry for  When she was officially given a final farewell   , who could she  lean on for emotional support,  the groom sat  watching out through the car window   with an  exceptionally  blank face,  one of his cousins sat  at the driving seat  and the groom  s mother in the front seat  as if tongue tied but  her face  expressed the tension she was trying to  supress,  the car stopped  before a massive grand house  and each one  was jolted out of his  personal   reverie,  gates were opened by the guards and the car came to finally stop at the porch  where the groom  got down quickly and spoke  to the staff before   quickly  stepping inside the house