The true story of life and its real meaning began with a slight touch of awakening.

I was an obedient daughter, loving and caring sister, subservient wife, a dutiful daughter-in-law and last but not the least, a doting and besotted mother. What else is required to a person? On surface level, I was living a happy life. Everything seems perfect. I have a husband and two adorable children.

But inside me, something is churning. Boiling. Fuming. Fully ready to ejaculate venom. Or it can be safely said that I was feeling incomplete. Despite all these wonderful roles, which life has offered to me till now, I was feeling unfinished. Something is lurking inside. Perhaps lurking shadows of unfinished aims and unfulfilled longings were making me hopeless and an incomplete person.

I was an educated woman. 10th, 12th (Med.), BA Eng.(Hons), MA (English), M.Phill (Eng.), UGC NET (English) &(Education) and the most coveted one PhD (English) were bagged by me back to back. Accolades were showered on me for my achievements. But these were useless. I should have burnt them. Because I was left with only choice of playing the role of a happy mother. Now the choice was of yea or nay. Either I was to listen to my inner soul'voice or be a caring, loving mother and a traditional wife during my whole life. I was in a dilemma. This identity crisis didn't let me live silently. I was on the verge of tearing apart. My heart wanted to stay mum about all this humdrum running in my mind But my mind decided to take a leap. And henceforth started my journey towards achieving my true identity.


The story to be continued...




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