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The truth is this, that I felt isolated when she didn’t exist in my life. Everything was stuck in a fixed routine of daily activities, and nothing seemed important and on priority. Life was going from home to work, and then from work back home, where the next destination was my room. The big decisions were what to wear the next day, the big thoughts were about how my superiors behave. That’s all; there was no one next to me, who behaved positively and was a passive listener to me.
My husband was residing in another town because of his job, and I was with my in-laws. Life was going smoothly, as there were no worries of changing diapers, and the stress of what to cook next was much less than that of actually feeding someone!
There were numerous things I was used to carrying around in my mind related to work, little fights with my husband, and the usual bit of bickering with my in-laws. I knew that this is the story of every household, but it does require patience.
But, life took a new turn when she came to my life. I had no time for people’s behaviour and nonsense. I became bound to one special person and her daily needs, and dreamt of being the perfect mother. I started enjoying changing her diapers, was happy to cook anything to impress her, and built up my stamina to sit next to her till she finishes her meals. The word “worries” related to the present, past, and tomorrow instantly vanished from my life. All I need is her.
Although life did become a bit exhausting because of all the times I forgot to eat my own meals, was awake for long hours without consistent sleep, and had no time to groom myself, I managed! Only I understand how I am doing it all.
This is the cycle of a woman, which is always recycled!
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