A little bird learnt how to fly
She thus spread her new wings, tender skill
Unknown of the iron chains that bound her
Unknown of the rust that yet made them rough
The cage that bound dictated to her,
And showed her deserved place in the world.
On that Auspicious day, the old grand Madan Mohan's face glowed like the Sun- after all, how many are honored enough to welcome a son-in-law from a house as respected as the Roy's ? He thought about the fate of his youngest daughter while his usually tempered wife prayed profusely before the Goddess to seek guidance through the auspicious wedding that was to be held that day.
Deb felt nothing but raw ambition- ambition that had consumed his sense of judgement and he was exhilarated at being one step closer to his goal.
Charu was grief's own. Though she obeyed every little thing told to her, every little ritual she was made to do, her heart grieved the loss of her freedom- the loss of her innocence
The little bird realised she was now caged.
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