She might have reconciled to being a divorcee if only the world, with its long and interfering nose, had left her alone.
The only thing that could spoil her sister’s wedding, her middle-class parents’ honour in society, and the next generation of children in the family, was the presence of a young divorcee at home, probably let loose because of her lack of virtue.
While signing the divorce papers, she had seen freedom at close quarters, and had been thrilled to be finally discarding the loveless, tortuous relationship that had offered her nothing but pain.
A year later, she was married to a former widower, hailed by her parents to be the best match any tainted girl could expect, and to be honest, he did shower her with riches upon coming home drunk every night.
She held on to her new-found riches with utmost care; they had come at the cost of the freedom which she had tossed away, like an offering into the fire.
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Five Sentence Fiction is about packing a powerful punch in a tiny fist. Each week, Lillie McFerrin posts a one word inspiration, then anyone wishing to participate can write a five sentence story based on the prompt word. The word does not have to appear in the five sentences, and is just for direction. This week: OFFERING.
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what a interesting story – difficult to understand from a viewpoint of someone from a different corner of the world (raised in Europe, rest of my life in the US), where compared to what you are sharing, we as women have so much freedom to choose – even if it could be better. Thank you for the reminder. Blessings!
Warm welcome here, Claudia. 🙂
Good to hear a different perspective and a happier situation for women in another part of the world. It always is a great idea to keep tabs on our blessings, rather than our losses. 🙂
It is strange that women are not allowed to prove their worth without the tags of daughter and wife. I wonder how long society will keep identifying women based on her relationships 😦
I hope society wakes up to the fact that women empowerment needs to go beyond just talk. You’re right Vidya – a woman continues to be identified based on her relationships. It is the sad truth. 😦
Brilliant. The pain and angst expressed so powerfully, Debo. The hypocrisy of this world and our freedom as human beings..better not get me started on this one.
Glad you liked the story Vishal. Thank you. 🙂
You’re right. The world can be so hypocritical it is disgusting.
I’ve seen that pain around someone! Trust me, it kills the person from inside.
It absolutely will. There is only so much someone can endure.
Welcome here Sankeerth. 🙂
We live in such a sad world. I just hope people change and be judgemental on everything in the coming years!
*not be judgemental…
I won’t be judgmental for this, trust me. 😀 😛
Absolutely, Lavender. We are increasingly judgmental and end up spoiling so much in the world that could have been beautiful…
Sadly, in our society, we always tend to label divorcees, widowers etc. as some weird individuals who are as if from some different planet altogether.
We need to understand that they are individuals who are in that situation not necessarily because they wanted to be but because life had other plans.
It indeed is a sad situation, one that I hope changes as we supposedly evolve and develop…Welcome to Saddi Delhi, Aseem. Hope to see you around. 🙂
Sometimes the will of society is too great a burden which we can’t shake, even though we know it may be wrong at the time. Maybe generations further down it may all be but a different landscape. Nice writing.
Exactly! You said it perfectly; sometimes we can’t help but do what society tells us to, despite knowing it to be a wrong decision.
Glad you liked the story. Thanks a lot for stopping by! 🙂
I love your opening sentence, ‘the world, with her long and interfering nose,’ brilliant! An important story too, I very much felt her loss…
Delighted you liked the story Lisa. A very warm welcome here. Hope to keep hearing from you. 🙂
dont know what to say
but i do have this feeling in my mind that someone somewhere is there for everyone , we just got to find them
I like to believe that too Bikram. It’s just that sometimes a lifetime can pass and love, or acceptance, for that matter, can remain elusive.
YEs you are right.. BUT HEY you cant think of such things…
Not that long to go now 🙂 🙂 🙂 🙂
Haha. I get your point. 😀 😀
You never know – perhaps I am just trying to balance my hyperactivity these days with a reality check on the rest of the world. 😉
😀 Mad January syndrome. 😀
Such pathos in your story. When will the world stop judging widows and divorcees? 😖
Some day, I hope. The world has been getting more judgmental by the minute. 😦
So so sad:( it is difficult with pressures from family and society in some areas…I just moved 6 hours away and made a new life…came back 13 yrs later but such a price to pay for my freedom. You write beautifully!
Warm welcome here, OK. 🙂
Freedom is often the price we end up paying for other things. Its later that we realize the that those other things we may have done without.
Delighted you liked the piece. Look forward to hearing from you more often.