#whynotme
And now that he stood right across her,
She knew that she wouldn’t let herself more suffer,
The person in front of her was a complete stranger,
Long gone was he whom she once called her brother.
It is said that traditions instil a sense of identity, belonging and pride for one’s heritage but unfortunately much of this heritage honours the men. In Uttar Pradesh, for example, there is a “tradition” of brothers beating their sister’s dolls on Nagpanchami…
As she looked back on how much she’d grown,she couldn’t help her eyes moisten with tears that brightly shone.Tears that she promised she wouldn’t let herself drown in,fears that she had left behind and wouldn’t ever get pulled back in.