Monday, 19 January 2015

Ram Sita

Sita was late again. She saw the railway track “In a few seconds I can be free.”

But the milk came rushing to her chest; where she had nestled together the pain, the joy, and the duty of being a mother.

At home Ram waits with a stick in hand.






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25 comments:

  1. Unknown19 January 2015 at 12:52

    A little disturbing...considering what is waiting for her at home I don't think I would be in such an all fired hurry to get there.

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    1. Unknown30 January 2015 at 08:50

      It depends her child is also waiting for her, so I can understand the hurry. Thanks so much Kathy.

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  2. Obsessivemom19 January 2015 at 17:13

    So she never did get home. Such a sad tale this one is.

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    1. Unknown30 January 2015 at 08:51

      May be she never did or may be she did. Either way it is sad. :(

      Thanks Tulika for reading!

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  3. Unknown19 January 2015 at 18:02

    Oh, so sad. :(

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  4. Suzy19 January 2015 at 20:37

    Oh that is sad more so because they are named Ram and Sita.

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    1. Unknown30 January 2015 at 08:53

      Yeah I wanted to bring out the irony of it Suzy. Thanks for reading!

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  5. Rachna20 January 2015 at 01:30

    Oh the dilemma of the poor mother. A child on one hand and a brute of a man on the other.

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    1. Unknown30 January 2015 at 08:54

      Yes Rachna her heart is torned between both. Sad she doesn't know she has many other options. Thanks so much for reading!

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  6. Nabanita20 January 2015 at 04:42

    This was bitter sweet ...of hope and hopelessness at the same time

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    1. Unknown30 January 2015 at 08:55

      Naba I am glad you could sense hope in the story.

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  7. Beloo Mehra20 January 2015 at 05:22

    Sad story of a woman who is a mother first and foremost. Hope someday her child grows up to become a true Ram or a true Sita.

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    1. Unknown30 January 2015 at 09:05

      Yes Beloo we can only hope. Thanks for reading.

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  8. Archana23 January 2015 at 19:41

    Grim. This may be the fate of many women. :(

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  9. Shailaja V24 January 2015 at 04:03

    This is terrifying, true and so vivid in depiction. It is a grim reality in so many urban, educated households that it is not funny. When will it end?

    Sfurti, glad to see you blogging again. Missed you tons!

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    1. Unknown30 January 2015 at 09:17

      Yes Shailaja. This is as real in urban India as in rural. Obviously education is not helping. I wish we knew what would help.

      Thanks for reading and thanks for kicking me back in blogging.

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  10. Roshni26 January 2015 at 13:58

    That is grim indeed!! Visiting your blog after a long time!! :)

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    1. Unknown30 January 2015 at 09:46

      Hey Rosh, it is a grim reality.

      Welcome back and I anyway wrote something after a long time :)

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  11. Shilpa Gupte27 January 2015 at 22:04

    My heart goes out to women like her. How I wish they could run and just be free.

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    1. Unknown30 January 2015 at 09:51

      I agree Shilpa. Wish they knew they could just turn around and run away :(

      Thanks for reading!

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  12. Arpita’s thoughts1 February 2015 at 07:10

    Heart wrenching tale encapsulating many emotions in very few words. It is disheartening to know that so many women face this everyday in their life. Good one Sfurti, keep penning.

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  13. Unknown10 February 2015 at 23:41

    Ah !Such a moving and soul stirring story narrared so effectively in a few words! Loved it Sfurti.

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