What began as a vibrant celebration in Bhojpur ended in profound despair: a bride collapsing pre-jaimala, her groom marching out with the baraat. Freshly made-up Rani Kumari now recovers in hospital, her vows unspoken, aspirations crushed in an instant.
Surendra Sharma, running a small hardware outlet in Chhotki Sanadiya, arranged his precious daughter’s marriage to Jay Prakash, a corporate worker in Bengaluru, hailing from nearby Chhota Sasaram. Timeline honored: tilak mid-February, haldi days before, pheras at a swanky resort.
Chaos erupted onstage. Groom assisting ascent, bride wailed and swooned from sheer wedding whirl fatigue. Family intervened, shifting her aside. Groom’s kin, unconvinced, aborted nuptials citing health concerns, returned bike and wares, spurning delay for checkup.
Admitted to Ara facility, Rani sobs her fate sealed. Dad recounts flawless prior health; mom attributes to chores sans sustenance. Specialist RN Yadav affirms routine vitals, vertigo from debility; primary aid administered, monitoring ongoing.
Lakhs squandered, guests lingering in awkward hush—the once-merry abode mourns. This narrative exposes the high-wire act of desi weddings, where one dizzy spell derails destinies, igniting debates on empathy in marital customs.