‘I am an independent woman; I want to live my life by my own. Mom please don’t take it otherwise,’
While sipping her tea Mrs. Sampat recalled that had happened in her home a year back. Sim, her daughter in law wanted to manage all her affairs by herself; her son was against this partition, but to maintain the grace of their old age Mrs. and Mr. Sampat agreed for this.
From behind the newspaper the elderly lady watched the activities on the other side of her bungalow which was now her daughter in law’s portion. She felt pity for the independent life of Sim because she seemed to adjust 36 hours in one day. From waking up earlier than the alarm till sleeping after midnight was Sim’s definition of independence.
She recalled her life as a newlywed where most of her chores were shared by the family. Mrs. Sampat was ignorant of personal freedom; therefore she was adored by all and was content.
She is confused about what this generation actually wants: the tag of independence or the feel of it…
Ignorance indeed is bliss, she thought to herself because she led a blissful life being ignorant of such independence.
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