She was a strict disciplinarian, and her hawkish stance on policy matters was well-known. These are disputably good qualities for a leader of the high calibre and have carried her to the peak she occupies today.
However, the people she resided with lived in deep discomfort – compelled to become aware of their fears, foibles and inadequacies, breathing under her large looming shadow but never free.
Today, as the doctor examined her after a sudden convulsion she got, her youngest child whispered,
“I pray to God that she may lie forever with unopened eyes.”
The people around looked at her startled, but the doctor was amused to see some folded hands in the room.
“Amen”
Her unopened eyes saw the expressions.
Am I doing everything right in every circle? If I return to the melee, let me transform, at least for the ones I love.
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That’s heartbreaking. 🙂
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Thank you, Aishwarya!
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Her children must feel the pressure and expectations constantly to seek such relief.
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It was a slow realisation for me, but temperamental incompatibility overrides genetic bonds.
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It absolutely does.
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Oh I hope she could transform… realization how feared and unloved she really is may be a good reason for change.
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At times, life-changing realisation happens at the fag end of life.
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I understand the mother has her issues, but for her child to verbalize that with her in the room is horrible. There has to be a better way to effect change than wish someone dead. Well-written story, Reena.
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Thank you, Lisa!
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You’re welcome, Reena.
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Well, I wonder if the revelation came too late? Good story.
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That’s a valid point 😊
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A great take.
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Thank you!
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Most welcome
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