All her life, her father had taught her that men and women are born equal. That there was nothing that she couldnt do if she wanted to. He had been there for her as she struggled through adolescence, a face full of freckles and braces. He brought her up with strong women leaders as role models and examples. He rubbished his wife, her mother, when she objected that he was raising a son in his daughter. She grew up just like he wished : Strong, independent and self confident. She was capable of standing up for herself wherever she went. He was immensely proud of the way she had turned out.
And now he speaks into the telephone, softly, almost whispering, so she wont overhear. "Yes, sambandhi. Of course. I understand. I will take care of the wedding expenses. I will also inquire about booking the car. And I will send a few more pictures of her. Yes, I will make sure that there is one of her wearing shorts. And one of her in a sari. Of course. Thank you very much."
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
No comments:
Post a Comment