The bride ran out of the hall, feeling as though she had consumed a lethal dose of poison. She felt hopeless. The scenario that has just happened just does not conform to the usual stereotype of a blissful marriage.
Just then, it started raining. The rain sent everyone scurrying for shelter, but the lady just continued walking, and walking. She had no idea where to go, and where she was heading, but she just walked. "HEY WOMAN, GET OUT OF MY WAY!" a stentorian tone sounded, and the lady realised, she was in the middle of the road. The comments did not nettle her, her mind was blank and it felt as though nothing mattered anymore.