The Vibgyor Within

The array of colored glass bangles merrily reflected various hues on Rasikaโ€™s face, mocking her bare wrists in provocation.On her newlywed delicate wrists adorned these tinkling beauties to carefully match her vibrant saris – back then, when Pranav was alive. With him, all the colors in her life had got wiped out, replaced with the dreariness of white.

“Why should a selfish manโ€™s ending his life deprive her from reaching out for her rainbow?”

Resolving her inner battles finally she reached for the brightest set of bangles. She was all set to re-introduce herself to the vibgyor within her.