As per the verdict of the head prohit, the Hymeneals (Shanti Muhurtham) arrangements were done grandly and a marriage procession accompanied with bevy of ladies of all ages followed the wedding car where the couples were seated on a royal seat and a band of musicians led the procession. Fire crackers were cracked all the way and the whole village partook of the procession. All praised that Baskar was the fittest match to Shyamala and vice versa.

Baskar and Shyamala were in their ritzy dress and it added to their pulchritude. Sivasankar had purchased a ritzy dress for him and for his wife in view of wedding ritual and they also followed the procession in their ritzy dress.

The entire marriage group of people were very happy, euphoria and above all, Shyamala was very proud of marrying Baskar and her eyes ‘re glinting and many times , she peeked out to see him while Baskar smiled at her to acknowledge what she meant by her eye contact.

“How proud I am, you know!” Shyamala exclaimed and bated to him during procession and added, “The entire credit goes to you only.” She extolled him.

“As a matter of fact, the person whom we are to pay our homage and thanks is the Clairvoyant. I don’t know whether the person is clairvoyant, or necromancer or theurgist. Whoever may be, I must thank the person for you are my mascot and consort.” Baskar replied in the same way.




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