She watched her husband wading through green bushes to the noisy street and disappearing into the crowd. ”Has he disappeared from my life forever,” she lamented.
When he came home, her mother rushed to kitchen, put the kettle on. Into the tea jug she spooned tealeaves and poured boiling water. The bleeding tealeaves from the jug told her a story; which she relayed to her mother, who dismissed it as foolish.
Now she says, ‘’you are a woman, you should know that sacrifice is another word for happiness.’’
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So sad when our mothers reinforce the stereotypes of society that make women’s life so difficult to bear. Visiting from Write Tribe.
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Indeed, Alana, if mothers are not able to see their daughter’s cries,….
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Mothers are helpless themselves they are not to blame. They will pass on only what they know and what they have experienced.
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Ya, it’s a vicious circle. But, I think Indian ladies should take more leadership roles. It’s affecting generations. Thanks a lot of your comment and following me.:)
Have a nice day.
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