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A daughter is expected to never let down her parents... even if it means choosing marriage over a fulfilling career.
She well read all the rhymes
She well by hearted all the phonetics
But her heart glared those playing kids in slush
While carving those numbers and pronoun
She didn’t let them down!!
She kept scores good
To make their eyes and head gloomed
She barely friended anyone
As she has to learn all there in curriculum
Her pillow witnessed that emotional drown
But she didn’t let them down!!
That red rose perked her
That first love letter gave her goose bumps
Crush she had in her alma mater had said
“I thought you never chatter”
She was on tenth sky when he propounded liaison
Her soul was bartered
In the name of marriage
“How blessed you are to have this family”, said Paa lordly
She wept and screamed in that golden cage
Her hard earned degree questioned
What about that Scholar’s badge? All in Vain??
Maa proudly brag how fortunate their daughter is
Those envied eyes reveal the pomp she is cherishing
But every second she die, she plead, she shouts
She is in forage of happiness, away from this materialism
But alas! She didn’t!! No..She can’t let them down!!
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Neena was the sole caregiver of Amma and though one would think that Amma was dependent on her, Neena felt otherwise.
Neena inhaled the aroma that emanated from the pan and took a deep breath. The aroma of cumin interspersed with butter transported her back to the modest kitchen in her native village. She could picture her father standing in the kitchen wearing his white crisp kurta as he made delectable concoctions for his only daughter.
Neena grew up in a home where both her parents worked together in tandem to keep the house up and running. She had a blissful childhood in her modest two-room house. The house was small but every nook and cranny gave her memories of a lifetime. Neena’s young heart imagined that her life would follow the same cheerful course. But how wrong she was!
When she was sixteen, the catastrophic clutches of destiny snatched away her parents. They passed away in a road accident and Neena was devastated. Relatives thronged her now gloomy house and soon it was decided that she should be married off.
Being a writer, Nivedita Louis recognises the struggles of a first-time woman writer and helps many articulate their voice with development, content edits as a publisher.
“I usually write during night”, says author Nivedita Louis during our conversation. Chuckling she continues,” It’s easier then to focus solely on writing. Nivedita Louis is a writer, with varied interests and one of the founders of Her Stories, a feminist publishing house, based in Chennai.
In a candid conversation she shared her journey from small-town Tamil Nadu to becoming a history buff, an award-winning author and now a publisher.
Nivedita was born and raised in a small town in Tamil Nadu. It was for schooling that she first arrived in Chennai. Then known as Madras, she recalls being awed by the city. Her love-story with the city, its people and thus began which continues till date. She credits her perseverance and passion to make a difference to her days as a vocational student among the elite sections of Madras.
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