Friday, December 02, 2016

I feel so lost. It's like my life is only about running this house, and listening to ma's tantrums when she's in a mood. Things are happening at work which no one bothers to tell me about, and which I am not that ambitious to keep regular tabs on. I get intimations of things going very wrong, which, just give it a bit of time, will tell very badly on us, and it makes me even more hopeless. I could sit on the Internet, and do chores all day, and go to bed, and not register beyond a point that things might slip away at this rate.
What resilience do you muster when at the end of two weeks, your mother tells you, amar khabarey kichhu meshabi na. Jodi amay merey pheltey chao, tahole mishiyo. I think I need to get away, from this house on a daily basis, and for a holiday. Imagine living in your own house, paying your own rent, taking care of your mother, and feeling pushed out of your own house, as a bloody single woman. I would really like to ask those people who tell me to find someone and settle down, HOW?