The red sari that widows are not allowed to wear mocked her whenever she peeked into her present wardrobe of pastels.
“You are still young,” said someone, looking at her hopefully.
She did not want to be trapped in a marital bond again, not after having experienced bliss in a solitary existence.
“I’ll gift this sari to your wife whenever you choose to marry,” she replied with a smile, ending the conversation.
“Passing the parcel is not a game you learnt since everybody works at evading the parcel.”
With that, she folded the red sari neatly and placed it back in the wardrobe, a silent testament to her choice of freedom over societal expectations.
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Good Six, Reena!
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Thanks, Chris!
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I cannot say I blame her. After many years of marriage, if I were single again I would not want to give that up.
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I fully resonate with that. 🙌
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“To thine own self, be true” is a most appropriate quote for your story. I agree with your MC’s choice of living as she wants, not as society would have her live.
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Thank you, Denise!
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Beautiful piece ❤
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Thank you, Diana!
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🥰
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The phrase “everybody works at evading the parcel” reminded me of the game of “hot potato” where everyone has to toss an object away before the music stopped.
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It is the same game.
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I love her. She is a great character, protesting her freedom!
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Thank you, Carol!
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Very nice story. I believe Choice should be a fundamental right, and so too the consequences that come with that choice. For we cannot choose the consequence of our actions.
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The last line is so insightful. Thanks 🙏
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Good one Reena.
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Thank you, Sadje!
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You’re most welcome
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