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Some lives seem perfect. But perhaps we do not see the hidden unhappiness of people's lives?
Some lives seem perfect. But perhaps we do not see the hidden unhappiness of people’s lives?
I beheld her power at the workplace, And gazed at that authoritarian charm on her face. I saw her snapping orders at her juniors, Walking haughtily around, with no trace of fear.
Every time I saw the efficacious her, From a twinge of jealousy I used to suffer. Her aura of success wounded me, I kept on thinking, like her can I ever be?
With hers, I started comparing my life, And to be her, I incessantly thrived. Life started becoming a misery as nothing was going my way, While she was reaching new heights day by day.
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My house-help asked excitedly, “I am going for wedding. Can you let me wear your red & black saree? To be honest I was stumped for a moment; I didn’t know what to say but I still said yes.
I lent a gorgeous saree to my house-help for a wedding in her family. Soon I stated getting questions if I would wear that saree again or if I was okay to be seen wearing the same saree my house-help was wearing?
We are all so conditioned to give our used clothes to our house-helps but are we okay to wear the clothes they were wearing?
A few days ago she came excitedly to me, “I am going for a family wedding. I want to wear your red & black saree, Ill wash and give it to you after the function. Please can you let me wear it?”
Sivaranjiniyum Innum Sila Pengalum (SISP) is an ode to all of the lost women, who could have been sports stars, singers, bankers, lawyers, doctors, just... happy, if they hadn't been enslaved in matrimony, and then forgotten all about.
One of the cool things about my mother was that she was an ace athlete and a champion sculler as a young woman in the 1950s and 60s. I only found out about this side of her a few years ago. I imagine her in a paavaadai dhaavani, taking on the mighty Kaveri river so many decades ago.
I recently watched a Tamil film anthology on SonyLiv that she would have liked to watch – Sivaranjiniyum Innum Sila Pengalum, (SISP) that has 3 stories of 3 different women – Saraswathi, Devaki, and Shivaranjini.
Like all the heroines in the anthology, my mother’s talents were sacrificed at the altar of matrimony. She pawned her gold medals and silver cups one by one to pay for expensive textbooks for us or a gift for a niece on her wedding, money for which she didn’t dare ask my father, because it was her niece… I remember how she caressed the cups and how her face hardened as she shoved them into her bag to take to the jewellers.
No failed relationship is worth remaining trapped in an unfeeling, mechanical void. A short story.
The alarm rang at 10.15 a.m. “It’s time for my salad! I have to finish this presentation before lunch today,” Meera muttered to herself.
“Ma’am, the new girl is here, for the interview.” It was Charlotte on the phone. “Wait until 10.30, ok?”
No matter what life throws at you, facing it with courage can turn your life around. Here are the stories of 3 such inspirational ordinary women.
Today I list the stories of three women I have been lucky to know in my life and who are a source of inspiration to me. They have lived their lives with true grit and determination and overcame various stumbling blocks and lived their lives to the fullest.
The first lady is a friend of my mom. She was tragically widowed at a young age when her husband succumbed to cancer. With no job and three school going children to fend for, life looked difficult. Living in a small city with its own limitations, at the beginning she was at a loss. The husband’s family had their own personal agenda and did their very best to oust her from the family property. But they had underestimated her.