Welcome to INDIA !

Welcome to INDIA !

  • WpView
    Reads 6
  • WpVote
    Votes 3
  • WpPart
    Parts 1
WpMetadataReadOngoing<5 mins
WpMetadataNoticeLast published Mon, Jun 27, 2016
A place where people only want a son or two may be. Because desires don't die. Because when the first one kicks them out, atleast their ll be an option. Although, being a girl with no brother, never realized that reality is not what I see. When my sister was born, my family welcomed her with a party and people asked "again a girl" then why this celebration? And slowly the question was changed to "why don't you have a son?" And there I realized, it was something great to be a boy. I got to know that being a girl here means you are and always ll be someone's something. Your name is not your identity but, just a tag. At times, it becomes really difficult for me to understand that being a female, how a mother gets sad when she gives birth to a girl. What actually prompted me to write this was yesterday's incident. I went for a marriage function, where there was a ritual that the newlywed bride ll hold a baby boy, so that she gives birth to a baby boy in coming future and what made me laugh was that her mother in law searched for a boy for around 20 minutes and in front of her was standing her own grand daughter. Her innocent eyes met mine and my heart exclaimed, welcome to India, baby!
All Rights Reserved
Join the largest storytelling communityGet personalized story recommendations, save your favourites to your library, and comment and vote to grow your community.
Illustration

You may also like

  • Forgotten√
  • LIFE IS A CHOICE
  • 𝐂𝐫𝐢𝐦𝐬𝐨𝐧 𝐂𝐫𝐨𝐰𝐧
  • sex ed (Editing Slowly)
  • Vowels Of Raghuvanshi's
  • ...
  • Screem Of Mute ( Complete.)
  • Tanner and Esme

*Sequel to the book Shy for a wife* Being the first born of a wealthy mother is another thing and being the first born to a workaholic is different. Well, I'm that. My name is Ruqqayya Ahmad and i am 20 years. Since when I was small I have been different from my other siblings. That kind of excluded me since I wasn't in the package. Whenever I greeted someone the first thing they say is "it is indeed true, she is the exact replica of my father." It annoyed me so much because I don't know what he looked like. My mom, cleared everything of his to make us feel better especially her but it makes me feel worse. I studied architecture in Canada to feel better. I came back and I am going to get married to a guy who works under his father in an architectural company after she works for him as an assistant. I had to fight with my colleagues becauseof how they disliked me which made me loose hope in any chance we have. I resolced it after months working there. We fell in love and then got married. Later after screwing up in some events I later find out that I have a small quantity of my father's disease. Please tell me, what could possibly be worse than that?

More details
WpActionLinkContent Guidelines