Monday 19 August 2013

Home alone

Tangy Tuesdays


Ankita sat on the bed looking lost and forlorn . The safe cocoon of her own home did not bring an iota of comfort to her tired soul.Her mind was a house to the raging tempests , a house devoid of walls, the grief and anger imprisoned , rising,  coiling and circulating, as smoke in the upper part of the wall-less room, making her stuffy and constricted . Her head started to  spin and ache. She ran to the restroom , her stomach doing a many a grinding somersaults, churning to throw the unwanted contents out. She opened her mouth and bent her torso over the wash-basin and became lighter. 
                                  

She opened the tap and water gushed out. Ankita splashed generously over her mouth and face and her derma felt the cooling effect of clear aqua. She felt better. Raising herself she glanced in the mirror. Her face appeared hazy and unclear. She wiped her face and could now recognise her own self. The toxic waste in her body drained out and her mind felt steady.

She sat on her bed and her memories went into the rewind mode. 

It was so different last year. Neel and Ankita had a stamp of approval of their relationship from their respective parents. 

They both had  set up their little nest , collecting each bric-a-brac with love and interest. They had built-up their relationship and  home , brick by brick cemented with love ,respect and faith. The foundation of both, their relationship and home , seemed shaky and prone to tremors of his indifference and egoistic behaviour. The carriage of their life was not running smoothly on the martial path  but was heavily tilted on her shoulders and the burden was becoming unbearable. This lop-sided tilt was upsetting the equilibrium of the notion of being at par with her partner.
                                
At first , Ankita did not mind adjusting , thinking about the give and take in a marriage. But the stakes of takes were rising on her side and there was no relief from Neel's side.
Perhaps Sonam was right. She could not continue to stay in this situation. Should she leave Neel? Why should she lose her identity and become a doormat? Should she stand up for her rights and dissolve the union?  NO , she couldn't think of a life without Neel. Was she being weak?  It was now or never, ever. She had to take a decision. A decision that could change, improve and alter her quality of life. She took a deep breath. The effects of flushing the toxins out of her body had started to clear her troubled unsure mind. She would make it clear to Neel that he could no longer wreck her body , mind and spirit. She would fight to defend herself and redeem her self-respect. She would do this, continuing to remain by his side , an oath they both had taken to be with each other in happiness, sorrow and disease. While he chose not to remember the sacred vow, she would not forget to remind him. She was determined to take this step.



 This act of hers would be her defence , her shield and her strength. The bell rang. She got up , straightened her spine to open the door to a new life.


Moral : Face the situations , however tough they may.
           To defeat the problem, face it. 

14 comments:

  1. If you go on carrying the burden, there will be no end to it until your back breaks. Wonderful message there!

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    1. I truly believe Farida that sitting down and talking solves half the problems. But keeping quiet and burdening is no solution.

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  2. No point carrying the burden. Conversation is the solution to many a problem.

    Brilliant post here Kalpana.

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    1. Conversation the the opening of minds and understanding each other's problems and woes. Usually when warring couples go to counsellors , they too advise to open up and talk.

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  3. Good message there. The best way to solve a problem is to face it ofcourse
    congos on the tangy pick

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    1. Thank you Afshan and facing the problem solves the problem.

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  4. Beautifully written and the moral is a beautiful message for people who buckle under fear and pressure.

    Recently one of my neighbour and her husband parted ways. Both of them were good friends of ours and i knew both of them were beautiful people. Irony is they parted ways over a small issue. The victim ofcourse are their twins aged 7.

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    1. To parts ways over silly matters is not the option and that too when children are involved. they are the biggest victims for no fault of their own. But what goes on in the four walls of the house, only the inmates are really aware of their internal problems.

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  5. Oops. Sorry, Kalpana. Could you please delete my previous comment?

    Yes, I agree about facing problems head on!. I read something similar on Privy Trifles' blog last week. It is so tough, but with only one life to live, it is so important to face and overcome challenges.

    Very well written Kalpana! Congratulations on the "Tangy Tuesday pick" :D

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    1. Yes with only one life and innumerable problems its difficult to decide for oneself. But running away from the problems is defeating one-self but facing it and giving one-self a chance.

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  6. It takes a lot of inner courage to stay and fight to be heard and respected in a marriage. It's important to seek help from professionals too.
    The inner struggle is very well expressed, Kalpana.

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  7. That's a good narrative. It take a lot of courage to stand up for oneself. Determination is the way! Good going :)

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