After an year of marriage, I dreamt for the want of my freedom. Attending to every single need of my beloveds, I lost me happily.
Engrossed in building my own happy world.
Taking care of each and every corner of the newly purchased home.
I thought I am settled and complete.
Don’t know why I felt incomplete.
Deep down the soul shouted, “let go”.
But this love, this love did not let me.
My wants, my needs, my happiness where do I stand.
I cried inside every day. Was not able to stand those every day criticisms. “Good for nothing”, “Food is horrible”, “The house is a mess”.
They did never got to know but it pained. That all was torturous.
A day came when a thought struck.
I packed and stepped out of that cage.
As far away as possible, leaving a note behind.
“On a journey to fulfill my desires”
My wish to just leave everything behind and live in solitude some day turned into reality.
Since then I am living my life with pride and honour. Showing myself my worth.
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I’m not sure if this is just a work of fiction, or a true testimony.
But I do know about nourishing yourself for sure.
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Hi. The end is totally fiction. Females don’t leave their houses because of society and family’s respect.
I just wanted to add motivation and optimism where the female actually leaves and builds her own life fulfilling her dreams.
Please let me know how is it by liking or commenting.
Thank You. 😊
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