According to the advertisements she should have been 3 shades fairer by now. If only for once they told the truth. She’d tried all her grandmother’s recipes of milk, honey, lemon juice and what not. None of it had worked.
She turned 25 in September. If she didn’t find a match soon, the only eligible men would be divorcees and widowers. Her father would never hear of it.
To add to her troubles, societal norms said Ajay and Priya couldn’t get married until she, the elder sister was settled.
She looked at her dusky reflection and sighed…
Life wasn’t fair.