It was nearly
noon, a six-year-old girl peeping through key hole into her parents bedroom,
inquisitive to know what is going inside. Suddenly door opens up and her 6 ft
tall father was standing in front of her. She asked, “what were you two doing?”
go and study we were looking for a key replied father in a disoriented voice. Unknown
to the whole thing, oblivious mother setting up her hair. Days and months passed
by and one day after 9 months of that incident I was born after excruciating
pain for 5 hours my mother popped me. Nurse hurried to my father who was pacing
the corridor, congratulations! you are blessed with Goddess Laxmi. Thank you replied
father with witted face and muttered unwanted child.
So finally, I hopped into a patriarchal society. Immediately after my birth my future began to take shape because of my assigned sex. Like my two other sisters I was also considered as a burden on family. Unlike our brother, we were never given toys to play with and were never pampered. I spent most of my childhood days with my grand-mother. After my midnight cries my grand-mother was the one who used to pacify me. She nursed me assiduously for years. I sought refuge in grandmother’s arms because my parents were too impassioned to raise my brother. For me he was the most eccentric person I ever know. His eccentricity was visible from his face. On contrary to this my both sisters were conventional. I still have a vivid picture of my childhood m...
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