The sunshine was enveloped by gloomy clouds. Wanshika’s parents
had dropped in unannounced, after their bitter dispute over adoption, few years
back; she had hardly kept in touch.
had dropped in unannounced, after their bitter dispute over adoption, few years
back; she had hardly kept in touch.
“It’s not that I am
not proud, just worried”, her dad said finally, sipping tea, watching Ashmit from
a distance while he played with the bell.
not proud, just worried”, her dad said finally, sipping tea, watching Ashmit from
a distance while he played with the bell.
“Everybody praises you, to have adopted a kid and managed
single-handedly”, her mother added eagerly.
single-handedly”, her mother added eagerly.
These discussions always depressed her, guilt resurfaced as out
of fear of being ostracised she didn’t call her son her own, because only she
knew why Ashmit’s eyes were so familiar.
of fear of being ostracised she didn’t call her son her own, because only she
knew why Ashmit’s eyes were so familiar.
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@Harini
thank you. Happy that you feel that way 🙂
@Namrata
Thank you so much. Ahhh I have forgotten whether I had watched the movie or not. Bad memory.
@FoundinFolsom
Thanks a lot 🙂
@Kathy
aww that so much for your kind words. Hopefully in future no one has to go through this just because of taboo.
@Nabanita
@Atreyee
thank you so much 🙂
@Victoria
thank you so much for your comments. Glad you felt that way. 🙂
@PSJoshi
Thank you so much. I am glad I was able to bring out the emotions through this write.
@shopaholic
imagine the pain of someone who has to go through this.
Thanks a lot for visiting.
@silentlyheard
@SG
Thank you so much.
@RedHanded
indeed, a lot is hidden and hushed away just because of taboo. It’s sad.
Thanks a lot for visiting.
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@Soumya
Thank you so much