DOWRY: THE CANCER TO THE SOCIETY
The only thought of being able to hold me in her hands, play with me, give a life out of her made my mother happy. Yes! She was pregnant. She was on the ninth cloud. 9 months were like a blessing. Those sweet talks even when she knew I won’t understand, my father’s love, care and pamper, everything added up in bringing me in this world. The day came, immense pain it was! It’s a baby girl!! The doctor exclaimed with joy. My parents were so happy with the news. The moment I was taken to home, I was treated like their little angel. So many toys, so many gifts, my life was just perfect. Mother’s lap and father’s lullaby was my favorite time pass. “Sleep, sleep my little princess, for you have so many dreams waiting Let yourself be lost in the fairyland, for you have so many Goddesses waving!!” Time passed by and the day came, when I called her “maa” for the very first time. Her eyes were filled with tears. Time passed, an...