Scene: one
“Why don’t you understand, this is not my money…..” she said in a very low tone.
“ Why do you always think like this, I earn for all of us…. not for me only” a frustrated male voice
“You never understand this….. I know you has given me best of everything… A life which can be dream for so many….. but still there is vacuum … and it’s not your fault… don’t know why I always think like this….” tears rolled down on her cheeks
Scene: Two
She was continuously staring at the pay cheques with teary eyed, where her name was written par iss baar khushi ke aanso the… Amount was not so big in monetary terms par uske liye Anmol tha…. Uska apna… her own … aur shayad yahi ek feeling thi jiski kami thi …
Aisa nahi tha ki woh pareshan thi ya usko kisi cheej ki kami thi … isse se dugane amount ki toh woh shopping kar aati thi but that feeling was something else…
He teased her,” Aaj toh party tum dogi… par sirf ek sawaal. … tumhe sach me iski itni jarurat thi… I mean, I tried my best to give everything…”
“You are best and you always tried to make me happy… BUT this is not for my necessity, THIS IS FOR MY IDENTITY.” two twinkling eyes was filled with pride
ASTITAV
I don’t want to give name to characters cos I feel somehow, it’s a story of every second woman … struggle of finding her own identity and it’s not necessary that every working woman badly needs money, kai baat woh apne swabhiman ke liye job karti hai…
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