
"Hmm... this seems good on me."
After a minute or so, looking into the mirror, with moving her face in almost all degrees and eyeing her look especially her long and newly straightened hair falling over her right shoulder uptill her midriff, she left a smile. A smile that was bordering on certainty and predictability.
"Just before the d-day she had heard one of her relatives say, "It is predictable that this time also the answer...