She is growing young again, tiny and childish laughing at all silly small things, smiling at every known face just like she did when she was a school girl. She has become like the one she was when she was in the borderline of the childhood and adolescence, but it was when she was growing up to watch her life and now she doesn’t want to see her life. How true it is that tears vents out all your sorrows because it is for us but the laughter hides all the pangs as it is for others. She was a pretty woman married to a handsome man. And unlike the society, her life was happy with good in-laws in place of her parents. The new relationship, a spouse, was happy with her internal and external beauty. She smiled as a grownup girl in her adulthood, her spouse smiled, and the family smiled and then God smiled - she had a baby boy.
The income was good and got better with the little lucky charm in her hand. She was glowing with the happiness of life with pride. More friends, elusive respect, and God thought what more can I offer her. She was a good home maker, making the home a good place to live. Everybody around her was good. The kid was growing up with the same effulgence as hers. The people are jealous of her life until the day the god who was covering her up from the reality missed the veil from his hands.
Her spouse lost money in millions into his virtual reality. He had shown a charming face in the palace as he was building a grave for her outside. There was another woman in his life, in fact in her life. Greed for more beauty and more life like her, he has gone for another knowing not she was just a mirage. He had a parallel life that which he thought was beautiful than the one he already has. In the trance of flesh he forgot that all that he saved was getting washed away in sewage. Until the day came for him to know he has lost all he had for his entire life. Now all he was left with him was his wife.
She learnt all that was happening to her but it was late as her son has grown up. All that she could do was to scream at the monster husband she loved but that scared her son. She cried all day and night. The money was scarce, the peace was lost, and above all the love has ditched her.
Without turning back at her life she started to work for money. The loans that she got for her husband, the love she showered for him all are due. It was once when his telephone rang and she picked up, a voice that of a witch asked her for her husband. Her broken heart shattered into pieces and when she was collecting her shattered pieces of heart her boy came running to her as his father was crying looking at him.
The next day she woke up, put her boy in the safe hands again, picked her bag, finished her chores, and picked herself with courage and came out of the house with the same smile that once she had in real, now as a veil, to walk to her office near by.