She was known as just the one who is able to nurture the house and the family. With no identity for herself more than a man’s maid she was treated just as an option. That’s when she decided to substantiate herself against all odds. She decided to get out and go get a name for herself. In a chirpy and determined mood she did get out but then it was reality which hit her on the face. There was a dearth of strength she realized. As she went out when she was searching for light, it was darkness which welcomed her, which scared her, made her fall, bruised her and made her go astray. She was confused and hurt. There was no one to back her because she had chosen a new and different path altogether. She came back again with more determination and the prior days’ experience. She was able to put a step forward and see a little through the dark. She felt a little more potent and confident. She knew she would do it. With more trial and error she sought her path and gripped it, as tightly as she could because she knew she might become weak and she couldn’t afford it.
She was blamed and waived. Neither her family nor the world could stand her achievement. She was never praised. This weakened her and at the same time gave her strength to prove her and establish herself. She did start doing it. Conquering one thing after another, overpowering one man after another she reached her destiny. With this came the praise and the confidence that people didn’t portray before with their prejudiced minds. “Success brings you everything” is nothing but true. The way in which she grew brought numerous changes which were expected, accepted and unaccepted too. After the mission of getting an identity for herself, there came another twist which had comparison involved. This was more complicated and equally indigestible. But she had to go through this too. Proving her man that she was better in all terms and fields, proving every man about her prowess had become her main motto. She struggled and fought for her rights and prerogatives. The man wasn’t multitasking but she was expected to be. Expectations were what she was named to fulfill. She conquered this too. Standing on equal stairs with the man she now was not compared. But still wasn’t the man for the society.
Every place every quarter she was there where he placed his foot. He still couldn’t change the diapers of the baby but she could readily manage the company’s turnover with triumph. He still was a lame cook and she could bring business to the company with her charms and potential. She walked hand in hand with the man, wordily and literally. She no more needed him. The woman in her was subdued by the man in her. She was now addicted, to herself, to the power, the attention, the praise and the loneliness after abandonment. With loneliness came literal addictions, alcohol, drugs, smokes and also the worst physical addictions too. She needed someone to hold her yet no one to rule her. Bestowing trust on someone was completely out of question because this was taught to her by the experience of heartbreaks and betrayal. People used her sometimes and she was broken and disheartened but never did she once think of leaving her place of pride and self-contentment. If she was showed some consequences and if ever anyone tried to discourage her all she had to present were her times of journey from the worst to the best and phrasing her favorite quote, 'Frankly my dear, I don't give a damn' - Gone With the Wind. Nothing else mattered to her anymore.
Along with this resentful side, there was also a pleasant bit to her. She is lively, positive and headstrong! She always shows a Can-do attitude and looks for nothing but happiness around. Wherever she goes, she has heads turning towards her with her charm and confidence. This Woman in the City also has a home. Where people love her, care for her and trust her, where she has people, whom she loves and cares for more than her own life. Manning the house is sometimes enlisted in her responsibilities too. She falls but gets up. She soars high but stays stuck to the ground. She is full of life, love and affection. Lover to her husband, daughter to her parents, responsible daughter-in-law to her in-laws and friends to her kids and siblings, these are the roles she has to play in her daily life excluding her professional circle.
Irrespective of what work field she belongs to and what people she comes across, she never pays much attention to her bruises. At one instance she is an out-going well earning, modern chick, with abuses and fighting spirit and carefree attitude and on the other hand she is homely and considerate, with care and affection in her veins. Like when we see a person we are just able to see one part or side of him, unless the person turns and we are able to see the other. This woman has the strength to vanquish the evil and protect the virtuous.
Living in the city she is open to anything and everything. She is aware that she has scope, she is aware of her surroundings very well, in and out informed with the good and the bad of the city. Well versed with where to stand put and where to give up she goes out with and without her fears to vanquish them and be more independent that she already is. Helping people on her way and beaming with her confidence, the Woman in the City is the successor of tomorrow!
Cheers to you, cheers to lyf...
