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Vinny looks at the wall clock tiredly, wiping her hands in her dupatta. It says 4:30 p.m. She has just finished her lunch. She looks at her one year old daughter who has dozed off after having her feed. She comes out in the park-facing balcony. This is the only place she finds solace. Tall neem and gulmohar trees give a refreshing feeling. Vinny’s tiredness fades a bit.
She looks in the park. A girl is swinging and two other girls are waiting eagerly for their turn. Unknowingly, she landed in her memory lane. In her village, just few years ago, she also used to take pleasure in these games. But for her parents, her marriage was the greatest responsibility.
She was just eighteen when she came to this house, laden with huge responsibility of a daughter-in-law. Since then she is fulfilling her responsibilities dutifully towards her husband, father-in-law, mother-in-law, brother-in-law and now her daughter.
Every morning comes with a fast pacing clock suspended on her head. Morning tea and breakfast for everyone as they all put their choices in very sweet coated tone. Then there are unavoidable (Actually really important) needs of her daughter. Then cleaning, supervising her maid. Yes, she has a maid but you can’t expect anything more than sweeping and cleaning utensils, from her, otherwise she may bunk for two days. It really annoys Vinny.
After having a hasty bath and breakfast, she again starts preparing for lunch. Then some regular friends of her in-laws and innumerable cups of tea really annoy her. Sometimes she feels she is still on a kind of swing that oscillates in many different directions according to different people in her life. Her own time and desires have taken a lonely path.
Suddenly, delightful claps brought her back from her wandering thoughts. Girls were clapping at the high flight of the swing. Cool and soft strokes of wind is caressing her cheeks and whipping her curls. Her mind reacts blissfully at this delightful view and peaceful aura. A smile appears on her face.She wants to stay here for some more time but it’s tea time and then she has to prepare for dinner. Then her husband, her daughter and so on. She is again ready to take a ride on her very own swing!
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