A mother holding her little daughter’s hand waiting to cross
the road. The child in white and green uniform is on her way to a government school in Salem. The
mother who is taking her to school cherishes a lot of dreams relating to her
child’s future. She should be careful… She will look left and right and right
and left before crossing, the highway teeming with traffic, to the other side
safely with her daughter.
The mother has to work hard to keep things going for them.
She will make sacrifices. She wouldn’t trust her husband. She should be careful.
The child will grow up to be a woman. She might perhaps do
well in her studies, get a job, stand on her own legs (as they say) and choose
her own man as life partner as against the wishes of her parents.
The mother might then feel let down. She would challenge her daughter's choice. The daughter would resist...
The world will try to find scapegoats, point fingers,
accuse one of them of being cruel, heartless...
There is no point in it all (though easier said than done). Still there is no
point. This is how nature works.
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