Seal those lips, do as you’re told,
lock your heart, instructed my mother.
She forgot to mention; my mind; & innocent soul!
Marry the man, I have been told, dress in bridal, and be quick; today is the day for you two to meet, and be whole.
Be whole! Or broken like fragments of glass. Our eyes have not met, our hearts neither attached, my life given away, to reside with a foreign stranger.
In the market of animals, I have been sold, to merry the man, who is yet unknown.
layered with henna, red bridal clothes, jewellery to add attraction for the foreign bidders’ eyes, this room becomes a showroom, to dazzle the winning possession, where I am held, and must hold.
Death do us part, a lifetime engagement, I signed my life, and married death; welcome me with open arms, as you all watch the drama unroll, for reality begins today, with a bitter brutal taste.
In dedication to all those who have been forced to marry, the culture is still alive and prevalent today.
-Photography Credits belong to Ali Xeeshan Theatre Studio.