{"id":14594,"date":"2016-11-10T18:34:08","date_gmt":"2016-11-11T02:34:08","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/siliconeer.com\/current\/?p=14594"},"modified":"2016-11-10T18:34:27","modified_gmt":"2016-11-11T02:34:27","slug":"ego","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/siliconeer.com\/current\/ego\/","title":{"rendered":"EGO"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>Lisa, in her bridal dress, was enjoying the lavish wedding reception given in her honor at her in-laws\u2019 residence in Mumbai. She had arrived Mumbai from New York last night with her Indian husband, Ranveer. Professor Sushma and businessman Manoj had greeted their American daughter-in-law passionately, showering her with extravagant gifts. A fiction story by <b>Nusrat Jabeen.<\/b> \u2013 #siliconeer @siliconeer #literature #NusratJabeen #Fiction<\/p>\n<hr \/>\n<p>She watched in amazement, Ranveer\u2019s relatives in Western attire and conversing fluently in English. But that affluent ambiance lacked in family warmth and vibrancy that Lisa was expecting from her Indian in-laws. Lisa noticed Sushma and Manoj were avoiding each other on purpose. They don\u2019t look like husband and wife, strange, she muttered to herself.<\/p>\n<p>The next morning Lisa found Papa Manoj reading newspaper in the lawn. They greeted each other and Lisa joined the sad looking Manoj.<\/p>\n<p>\u201cPapa, you don\u2019t look happy, and mama too. Is this \u2018cause Ranveer chose an American girl to be his wife?\u201d Lisa asked directly.<\/p>\n<p>\u201cNo, dear. We\u2019re happy. Of course we\u2019re happy.\u201d Papa Manoj said.<\/p>\n<p>\u201cBut you don\u2019t look happy, I know there\u2019s something. Isn\u2019t there?\u201d Lisa was persistent.<\/p>\n<p>Manoj took a deep breath and after a long pause said, \u201cYes dear, there is.\u201d<\/p>\n<p>Papa Manoj sighed, \u201cLisa, you know, our marriage was not a traditionally arranged one, we both fell in love first.\u201d<\/p>\n<p>\u201cYes, I know Papa. What happened then?\u201d<\/p>\n<p>\u201cI don\u2019t know,\u201d Papa paused, looked at Lisa, forced a smile, \u201cShe\u2019s very stubborn, adamant and egoist. Always going against my desires, dreams and wishes. How long could I tolerate? After all, I\u2019m the husband.\u201d<\/p>\n<p>Lisa saw the moisture in his eyes. \u201cHun\u2026 Husband, the Indian husband?\u201d<\/p>\n<p>Manoj felt the sarcasm but ignored.<\/p>\n<p>After a momentary silence he said, \u201cShe always opposed me, if I wanted to plant a mango tree, she wanted a <i>jamun<\/i> tree. If I liked buttery food, she preferred oil. She wanted to decide everything in her way. How long could I tolerate, but I did tolerate for the sake of our children.\u201d<\/p>\n<p>Lisa smiled meekly, pretending to be serious, \u201cPapa, you two decided to remain like that all your lives?\u201d<\/p>\n<p>\u201cNo,\u201d said Manoj abruptly, \u201cFirst, she decided to file a divorce but then\u2026,\u201d Manoj tried to suppress his pain and continued, \u201cOur divorce could ruin the lives of our three children. We know daughters of divorced parents are not welcome in noble families of our Indian society.\u201d<\/p>\n<p>\u201cReally!\u201d Lisa said and that embarrassed him, \u201cHun&#8230; many western traits have permeated into our culture but our souls are still pure Indian.\u201d<\/p>\n<p>Lisa felt the pride in his words, \u201cSo, you decided not to divorce.\u201d<\/p>\n<p>\u201cNo, we postponed it,\u201d said Manoj.<\/p>\n<p>\u201cPostponed?\u201d Lisa repeated.<\/p>\n<p>\u201cYes, we decided when our daughters and Ranveer were married, we\u2019d finalize our divorce,\u201d Manoj said lowly.<\/p>\n<p>\u201cAnd now the time has come,\u201d Lisa watched him mischievously, \u201cYou should be happy now.\u201d<\/p>\n<p>\u201cLook, we didn\u2019t talk for twenty-seven years. We live in separate portions, have our own income, we both performed our duties as sincere and loving parents. We love our children and they know, they\u2019ve accepted our way of life.\u201d Monoj poured out his frustration.<\/p>\n<p>Lisa contemplated and looked at Papa who said, \u201cI thought time may soften her heart one day and she might ask for a compromise but no, no, instead yesterday she asked to finalize our divorce.\u201d Anger and deep pain was obvious on Manoj\u2019s face.<\/p>\n<p>Lisa broke the silence, \u201cPapa, do you still love Mom?\u201d Lisa\u2019s question baffled Manoj, \u201cI\u2026. I&#8230;don\u2019t think so.\u201d Papa Manoj stood up and walked away in haste. Lisa remained seated there. She smiled to herself.<\/p>\n<p>When Lisa entered her mother-in-law Sushma\u2019s room, she was looking at some photos. Sushma pushed them under her pillow and smiled at Lisa, \u201cCome in Lisa, come in dear.\u201d<\/p>\n<p>Lisa walked close to her and sat beside her.<\/p>\n<p>\u201cWhich places did you visit today?\u201d Mom Sushma asked lovingly, \u201cHow do you find our heritage and historical places?\u201d<\/p>\n<p>\u201cImpressive and grand but I\u2019m more impressed by the cultural norms than the magnificence of history,\u201d said Lisa.<\/p>\n<p>\u201cHow could you understand our culture in a day,\u201d Sushma laughed lightly.<\/p>\n<p>Lisa smiled back, \u201cMom, I felt your culture in this home.\u201d<\/p>\n<p>Sushma looked surprised.<\/p>\n<p>Lisa said, \u201cMom, Why you want to divorce Papa. He loves you.\u201d<\/p>\n<p><a data-size=\"850x1275\" class=\"lightbox\" href=\"http:\/\/siliconeer.com\/current\/wp-content\/uploads\/2016\/11\/PAGE-FICTION-NUSRAT-EGO-02.jpg\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"alignnone size-full wp-image-14556\" src=\"https:\/\/siliconeer.com\/current\/wp-content\/uploads\/2016\/11\/PAGE-FICTION-NUSRAT-EGO-02.jpg\" alt=\"page-fiction-nusrat-ego-02\" width=\"850\" height=\"1275\" title=\"\" srcset=\"https:\/\/siliconeer.com\/current\/wp-content\/uploads\/2016\/11\/PAGE-FICTION-NUSRAT-EGO-02.jpg 850w, https:\/\/siliconeer.com\/current\/wp-content\/uploads\/2016\/11\/PAGE-FICTION-NUSRAT-EGO-02-768x1152.jpg 768w, https:\/\/siliconeer.com\/current\/wp-content\/uploads\/2016\/11\/PAGE-FICTION-NUSRAT-EGO-02-560x840.jpg 560w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 850px) 100vw, 850px\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p>After a long pause, Sushma sighed, \u201cLove,\u201d she dissembled satisfaction.<\/p>\n<p>Lisa held Sushma\u2019s hand and said desolately, \u201cMom, I\u2019m from a broken family.\u00a0 I\u2019ve experienced the excruciating pain the children of such families go through of all their lives. I married Ranveer because I heard that Indian parents sacrifice their wishes, desires, dreams, and even their lives for the\u00a0 secure and peaceful lives of their children. I cannot think to let my children suffer the same way as I\u2019ve suffered. But your plans to get divorced proves I\u2019m wrong about Indian parents.\u201d<\/p>\n<p>\u201cI understand, that\u2019s why we didn\u2019t opt for divorce twenty-seven years back when we finally decided for separation. I always have a little hope may be one day he\u2019d come and ask to give our lives a second chance. That moment never came.\u201d Sushma said remorsefully, \u201cWhen I asked him to finalize our divorce yesterday, he didn\u2019t show a speck of concern, not a bit of remorse, no regrets. He\u2019s a stubborn guy, egoist, I know him.\u201d<\/p>\n<p>Lisa chuckled, \u201cMom, did you ever show your intention to Papa to give your lives a second chance?\u201d<\/p>\n<p>Sushma Mom struggled to find an answer but she couldn\u2019t.<\/p>\n<p>\u201cMom, I saw the same pain in Ranveer\u2019s eyes that I\u2019m very familiar with, pain of being abandoned, pain of being incomplete. Your daughters may be suffering the same pain.\u201d<\/p>\n<p>\u201cThey\u2019re grown up now. Independent, they don\u2019t need us anymore.\u201d Sushma said.<\/p>\n<p>\u201cHow could you assume that when children grow up, they don\u2019t need their parents?\u201d Lisa asked bluntly. Sushma looked at her in surprise.<\/p>\n<p>Sushma was contemplating then took the photos from under the pillow. Sushma moved her fingers across the picture to wipe the tears fallen on it.<\/p>\n<p>When Lisa came into her bedroom, Ranveer was waiting for her, \u201cWhere were you?\u201d<\/p>\n<p>\u201cWith your Papa,\u201d replied Lisa casually.<\/p>\n<p>\u201cWhat were you doing there at this hour of night?\u201d asked Ranveer.<\/p>\n<p>Lisa turned and smiled at Ranveer, \u201cNothing, only telling him that not only Indian husbands have ego, their wives have ego too.\u201d<\/p>\n<p>Ranveer didn\u2019t understand but Lisa was not in a mood to say more.<\/p>\n<p>Sushma was packing her clothes in a suitcase when she saw Manoj standing in the door. They both looked at each other for a few moments.<\/p>\n<p>\u201cAre the papers ready?\u201d Sushma asked finally.<\/p>\n<p>\u201cNo,\u201d Manoj answered. Sushma heard the unexpected answer and stared at him.<\/p>\n<p>\u201cSushma, I think our excuses aren&#8217;t worth our divorce. Can we give life a second chance?\u201d Manoj struggled with words.<\/p>\n<p>\u201cYou took twenty-seven years to realize it. Twenty-seven years of loneliness, suffering and torment, now you want to give life a second chance,\u201d Sushma said resentfully.<\/p>\n<p>\u201cYes, I do, and do you?\u201d Manoj asked.<\/p>\n<p>\u201cWe\u2019ve lived our lives,\u201d Sushma said bitterly, \u201cIt\u2019s finished.\u201d<\/p>\n<p>\u201cWe may still have another twenty-seven or more years to live\u2026Sushma, for the love that we once had,\u201d Manoj pleaded.<\/p>\n<p>\u201cLove, once we had? You don\u2019t love me now,\u201d Sushma snarled back.<\/p>\n<p>Manoj smiled, \u201cI love you then, now and ever.\u201d<\/p>\n<p>Sushma sputtered, \u201cSeven words and twenty-seven years to say, what desisted you from saying seven simple words?\u201d<\/p>\n<p>\u201cEgo,\u201d Manoj said sheepishly.<\/p>\n<p>Ranveer and Lisa were standing in the door looking at Manoj and Sushma, embraced in each other.<\/p>\n<p>\u201cWhat are they doing?\u201d asked astonished Ranveer.<\/p>\n<p>\u201cRomancing,\u201d Lisa laughed and pulled Ranveer away to their room.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Lisa, in her bridal dress, was enjoying the lavish wedding reception given in her honor at her in-laws\u2019 residence in Mumbai. She had arrived Mumbai from New York last night with her Indian husband, Ranveer. Professor Sushma and businessman Manoj had greeted their American daughter-in-law passionately, showering her with extravagant gifts. 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