‘Mom I don’t like didi’s (elder sister) interference in my personal matters. If there’s big age-gap between us, it doesn’t mean that she’ll rule my life. Why doesn’t she rule her husband?’ Jia complained to me because Juhi had stopped her from attending teenager’s night-party.
Juhi looked at me with helplessness.
‘How do I tell her about you that you are her real mother; how I and your 
papa hid that bleak phase by bringing her up as our daughter in-front of the world? Sometimes… we have to accept things as they are and let the life naturally move forward.’ I sighed.
This post is written for 100 Words on Saturday – the prompt this week: how do I tell her about you
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Hey, it’s a very sensitive take on the prompt. There are certain things that are not meant to be understood:)
Absolutely Vishal!
At least for the sake of present and future…
Thanks a lot
Aah! That’s a tough one to explain. Some things are better left unsaid!
Exactly…time is the best cure to get over such things…thanks
Nice one. There is no right or wrong answer but do whatever your mind accepts easily.
Thanks 🙂
Very true….thanks very much
Now that is a clever little twist. Don’t think I would want to explain that sticky situation. Nice take on the prompt! ♥
You’re right…it’s better to flow in the direction of the current…
Thanks a lot for your lovely comments…