I was reading Swaram’s post and thought of sharing this . At Pearl’s dance class there is a mother who brings her child for the dance . Her eyes are so spiritless and sorrowful you would think it is a photostat of her real self.
Then I learned she was divorced recently by her husband on his mother’s advice as she had a girl child . This is not common in here actually .
She has been haunting me in my thoughts . Cannot think how she is finding the courage to move on with life . And they say the husband actually likes her but is not ready to go against the words of his mother .
Now she goes for a job and lives in a flat .
The little girl is a sweet heart but very calm and quiet . And they cling to each other for their life . While we mothers yell to our kids to bring them on line they communicate with silent gazes and nods and whispers .
I shudder thinking what all she would have gone through that it took all the life from her eyes . And I wish a strong gush of wind comes to put it all back in her and give her a life to look forward to .