Strokes Of Pen

Image Source Urvashi was busy with her morning household chores. She had to make tiffin, prepare breakfast, tea, make milk for kids, get ready for school, and prepare for other small things. This was a regular routine of her life. She had adjusted herself to it and her speed had increased a lot during last years.  Her parents could not believe that she was doing so much in her in-law’s place. Her maiden life had been easy. She was born and brought up in Dubai. She never had to ask for anything. She lived life a queen’s size. She had never entered kitchen and now, she was a master chef at her home. On such a conversation with her mom on skype, she said, “Mom, it is not so. I am happy here.” “Yeah. I can see that. Whenever I talk to you either you are busy in kitchen or with other household chores.” “So what’s the big deal in this? You too do it.” “I do it but to a limit. Just look at you, you have degraded to a typical homemaker. Why do not you start workin...

Image Source "Being Happy is all about it,” Tanya affirmed by looking through her glasses and book. “That is so clichéd. Real life is not books, Tanya”, Risha said with authority. “You are saying that because you really not know what simple life is.” “Yeah, as you know life very well.”

“Hansel & Gratel”, “Cinderella”, “Snow White & Seven Dwarfs”, and such fairy tales have surrounded us from our childhood and continue to do so. The entire idea of “being” good-will-ultimately-lead-you-to-your-prince-charming has been conceptualized and used by mothers, their daughters and daughters' daughters to make them live in a fantasy world; quite ironic to the real world – which goes by the law of ‘survival of fittest.’