A Wishlist left unfulfilled
It was a customary affair every night. I shed tears, pinched myself to muffle my cries and prayed to God to drift away my wandering thoughts.
I am “just” a housewife who does nothing!
5 A.M and it was time to stir herself from the bed and wave the magical wand. How she wished she could recoup her sleep debt but the dirty dishes, mucky floor and empty tiffin boxes started chiding her for being disdainful towards her “womanly” duties.
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