TELL ME SNEHA, IS THIS FAIR?
Pic.: Indu Varier A t seven in the morning, today, my wife received a call from Anita, her cousin. “Rebecca expired at night,” was the sad news. “Oh, not again!” was my wife’s immediate response. Rebecca got married to Anil, a cousin of my wife, some twenty-five years ago. They were madly in love with each other and got married at a very young age against the wishes of their respective families… Soon, their two daughters – Aleen and Ayril – were born… Anil, an enterprising young-man, faced a business setback from which, he couldn’t somehow recover. They had to sell their house to pay off their creditors, and ever since then, they have been moving from one rented place to another… Seven years ago, Anil died of a massive heart-attack He was 41. Rebecca was left shattered… She did not have a job… Aleen, the elder daughter, had just started her first-year engineering… Ayril had entered her ninth standard… “You need to cry… You need to grieve,” I reme...