Dear diary,
Today I was in the forest on a search for food. And when I say food, I mean food — not that cheeky, grumpy woodcutter’s smacks. I was strolling past the hills, rivers and trees when I saw a timid girl walking by. I GOT MY VICTIM. IT WAS HER.
It was 3 pm on a hot summer day when I received a call from Divya. “Anita, come quickly to the multispeciality hospital near our house. Your mother has fallen down the stairs, and it looks like a femur bone fracture.”
I knew my in-laws would be taking their afternoon nap. I had no choice but to wake them. Exasperated, I knocked at the door of my in-laws’ room.
Continue reading I realized being submissive will not help – By Sudha Viswanath
