Though we both were in the same department, I hardly knew
much about Shreya, except that she was a 32-year old marketing head. I guess we
were so engrossed in our office work that we hardly got a chance to discuss anything
beyond files and meetings.
I’d always thought that she had everything: A lucrative corporate job, high salary package, and a
handsome husband. Recently, she invited all of us at her new posh home.
Everything was perfect, or so I thought so! But something happened one day....
We all were
having great fun at the office Diwali party as after all we got a huge bonus
and (good) gifts. As I got up to get one more rasgulla, the HR came to announce
the three extra Diwali holidays! It was like a bonanza for us and coming from
our workaholic and snobby boss, it was unbelievable. I got so excited that I
put two extra rasgullas on my plate (or I made people believed that it was
“this” reason that I decided to eat more).
I was
searching for a chair where I could sit and eat my food peacefully when
suddenly I found Shreya standing in a corner. I did not know what made me go
there and talk to her, but my feet suddenly started walking towards her. It
could because she was the only person in this party who was not happy.
“Hey
Shreya, try this rasgulla it so yum”- I wanted to cheer her but what followed
next was what I did not expect. She suddenly burst into tears. Startled, I
tried to pacify her and took her to a secluded place, and when she felt a
little better, she poured her heart out to me.
Everything
was fantastic and going great in her life, except for the one thing... she was
not getting pregnant.
For me, she
was my role model who always had solutions to any business problem. But somehow
I did not realise that she was also a normal person, who was married and dealing
with the infertility problem like any other lady.
Shreya told
me that she and her husband had been trying for a baby for the last one year,
but nothing had happened. They also consulted doctors but all in vain. And so,
while everything was going well in the life, this thing was certainly not. And
this one thing that was what they desired for more than anything else.
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“I can’t
think of anything else, except babies,” she said. “I would be sitting in
an office meeting, but I would be thinking about babies only. I remember once I
was at a marriage function when one of the guests innocently asked me to
suggest some good schools for her kids. As I was so much successful on a
professional front, she wanted my ‘expert’ advice and keen to know in which
school ‘my child’ goes. But when I told her that I did not have a child she
smiled and said, you are so lucky that you don’t have to take such tensions.
I gritted my teeth and smiled at her and then came back to home and cried for
three hours. I desperately wanted to tell her that these ‘tensions’ I would
love to take!”
I felt so
bad for her but then suddenly something shook my senses. I unintentionally also
did the same with her in the past when I showed some cute girl dresses online and
asked her to help me in choosing the one for my daughter. Without any hesitation,
she helped me but now I felt how much painful it was for her.
I was taken
aback— here I had worked next to this highly successful young woman who was going through a tough time. We’d
casually chatted on every topic, and I had this feeling that her life was
perfectly normal. But it was not true. Deep down she was feeling miserable and
just hiding it well. And then one day when everyone was happy, she could not
keep it to herself and poured it out and that too someone who was her junior.
At first, I
did not know what to say to her. Ironically, I always found her persona intimidated.
Next to such a successful career woman, I always found myself as an ordinary
office going mother. Little did I know that it was what I had that she valued
the most.
I was
travelling in my thoughts, when suddenly Shreya said that her mother-in-law
wanted her to take to a pundit to know when she will become pregnant. It was a
shock for me. A highly educated girl like Shreya believed in all these things.
But why you wanted to go there? And she replied, “I think this pundit will help
me.” On prodded further, she said her mother-in-law had threatened her that she would get her son remarried if she doesn't give her 'vaaris'.
I wanted to
yell at Shreya and warned her asked this superstitions but I could not mustered the courage to do so. My conscience did not allow me. She was only trying to save her marriage. I was victimised
by the same mindset when even after the five years of marriage, I was
childless. At that time, my mother-in-law took me to some temple in our village
where she asked me to stand in the holy river, behind the temple. It is
believed that if you stand there for a night, Devi Maa will bless you with a
child. I was standing there helpless throughout the night and praying for a
child, while my husband was sitting at home comfortably and watching India and
Pakistan match. Ironically, my daughter ‘pari’ came into my life exactly after
a year. I knew it was not because of Devi Maa but my mother-in-law was happy as she ‘won’. I did what my mother- in- law asked me to do so now I have
no right to say anything to people who believe in these superstitions.
Now I have
a girl child, my mother in law wants the next child to be a boy, so she has
asked me to keep fasts for this. Also, she has said that when you get pregnant
then take this ‘medicine’, which will ensure that your child is a boy.
I did not have
words to console Shreya. I wanted to protect her from superstitious beliefs which
only make a woman’s life hell, but I was helpless. I just stood up and walked to
the gate. But this time, I was not happy. Shreya was much higher than me in the
corporate world, but now she will also endure the same pain which I did. Now
she will also become the victim of superstitious beliefs. We both were two
individuals but somehow victimised by the same mindset according to which a
woman, irrespective of her status and education, is considered to be ‘complete’
only when she can become a mother.
It was a blend of reality with imagination but in this story some plots are true.
It was a blend of reality with imagination but in this story some plots are true.