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Smita Das Jain is a writer by passion who writes every day. Samples of her writing are visible in the surroundings around her — her home office, her sunny terrace garden, her husband’s car and the kitchen napkins. Her award-winning short stories have been published in several anthologies and platforms around the globe, including Auroras and Blossoms, Writefluence, Penmancy, Women’s Web, Twist and Twain and StoryMirror. She was felicitated with a top literary award in her country for her debut short story collection ‘A Slice of Life: Every Person Has A Story.’
In another world, when she is not writing, Smita is a Personal Empowerment Life Coach and Executive Coach enabling busy professionals unhappy in their jobs to find time to transform their passions into professions so that they work because they want to, not because they have to. Before being a coach, Smita was a Strategy professional with more than fourteen years of experience in leadership roles at Fortune 500 companies. She is an IIM Indore and SRCC alumna and holds a diploma from Columbia Business School. Smita lives with her rockstar husband and adorable twelve-year-old daughter at their home in Gurugram, India. You may find more about Smita at https://www.lifecoachsmitadjain.com/ and https://www.smitaswritepen.com/
In an unequal world with fewer women in the workforce, and facing gender pay gaps everywhere, negotiating salary can be an essential skill.
For years I had been running around trying to be a perfect wife, employee, manager, daughter, daughter-in-law, and mother, not necessarily in that order.
"I earn three lakh rupees a month. Since you have asked me to quit my job after marriage, I would want this much money from you every month for myself."
“A woman has to work harder than a man in the same job to prove her worth. Having a career doesn’t make me a bad wife and mother.”
Distraught at the birth of yet another girl child, her father abandoned them soon after Kankana was born. Her mother had worked two shifts and yet not let her children feel the absence of a father.
Rashmi was aware that the path ahead would be formidable; but she was determined to #breakthebias against herself as a working mom.
It was Kiran’s turn to be quiet. She had never imagined a situation where her husband would ask her to help him out. Her mind drifted to that awful day three years ago.
“Your primary responsibility is to our family, Priya. Anyway, this is a temporary situation and will become redundant when work from office resumes. Until then, learn to adjust."
“You are not serious, right? You are about to graduate from one of the most prestigious colleges in the country and say you don’t want to work. Ridiculous. I mean, why study in the first place?”
“We sleep in each other’s arms every night and spend quality time during the weekends. Why is it necessary for me to be free and with you, every time that you are?”
“We all have our own ways of grieving,” Namrata said in a firm voice. “Sandhya was always close to her father. She does not need to justify her actions to outsiders.”
Shivani’s trickle of tears turned into a flood as she buried her face in her mother’s bosom. For a few minutes, the silence in the room was punctuated with Shivani’s sobs.
Prerna had not called me once in the last nine months. I had called her once three months earlier. She was polite and aloof, as one would be with a stranger.
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