The disappearing tail-lights of a car, scar my psyche forever.
I think about Sita, who was sent to the forest by her husband, the revered Lord Ram, because a stranger cast aspersion on her purity. She found support in a writer’s abode, who immortalized her life, in the epic he wrote – Ramayana. I think about Princess Shupnakha, whose nose and ears were cut off by the prince of a kingdom and caused an epic war- but she could not regain her place in the folds of society.
I live in better times. I am neither Princess nor Queen, but certainly more independent. I don’t want this story of abandonment to be ever written. I will just eliminate certain characters and thoughts from life, and move on.
It will be the best revenge ever – blank pages if somebody cares to flip through the book again.
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That is a really interesting concept, writing a book of one’s life but omitting characters and events they may not want to talk about but simply having blank pages.
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It is a way of humiliating the other, of having wiped them out. Thank you, Jade!
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Interesting, the triggering thoughts.
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Thanks a lot!
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Change for the betterment of all concerned is always welcomed.
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By all means. Thanks a lot!
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We’ve come far – we still have a long way to go.
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Certainly. Thanks, Iain!
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