Auguring favourable or auspicious beginning of good luck started from the instrumental music played by the band of musicians.
Shyamala’s parents were overwhelmed on witnessing her turning point of her life. Both hurried to reach them and congratulated Baskar with bleary eyes. Santhanam urged them to come to the dais and accomplish the remaining marital rites.
Baskar was ravishing in his gorgeous safari suit and coat. Shyamala was more charming than he as her gorgeous sari added to her pulchritude.
As per the norms of physiognomy as recounted by Sheikh Nefzaoul in “Perfumed garden”, Shyamala was a bekkubone, svelte and she must be less than twenty five years of age, a nubile lady, approximately one hundred and sixty five centimetres tall, rotund face in which a pair of graceful and hawira (have eyes like gazelle’s) eyes were studded, Like Plenilune, her face was round, had chubby cheeks with dimple but without whelk on both sides of her cheeks, oleaginous face, but bright beyond doubt and entranced the opposite gender by dint of her seraphic smile, a strong weapon to enslave the youngsters. Her forehead was neither too broad nor too narrow but of medium size that was hidden by her cymotrichous fringe, below in the centre where her arcuated brows meet, a pearly sticker teka stuck to augment her pulchritude. Her eyes were like those of gazelle, pupillage was of Ethiopian blackness that were swimming in the limpid eyes and they were a pair of swords emitting sparks at the batting her eye lashes thus bringing about the opposite sex to drive them mad. Her nose was elegant like a carved statue of Helen and more or less, “Shakespearean Cleopatra” . Her lips were orange fruit and her chin was firm, her throat was long and smooth like a conch.