
SPF: Reality Bites
Words 101
Amidst thunderous applause Kali walked up to the dais to receive her award from the President of India. Not just a wife and mother, she was a woman of substance – of the likes of Madame Curie. Pride and exultation filled her as she surveyed her family cheering and clapping until their throats and hands were sore.
“Wonderful groundbreaking work Madam,” the interviewer gushed. “You are truly an inspiration for all women and we are extremely proud of you.”
“Thank you.” Kali said modestly.
“Tell us Madam who was your inspiration on this long and difficult journey in a male dominated field?”
“My inspiration?” Kali laughed. “Everyone!”
“That’s interesting. Could you elaborate please?”
“I was named Kali because I was dark. I was also given other names because I was fat and short.” Kali shrugged. “Rejected by suitors and reviled by society I turned to my first love, academics.” Kali smiled. “So here I am.”
“What about your husband?”
“He’s been a pillar of strength all throughout. He took care of home and children while I slaved away in the laboratory…”
“How long does it take to make a cup of tea?” A querulous voice demanded.
“Coming.” Kali switched off the gas.
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Written (after a long time!) for the Sunday Photo Fiction – a story in 200 words or less. Thanks to Susan for hosting the challenge and Anurag for the awesome photo prompt. To read the other stories inspired by this prompt click here.
Some irony in the end. She is praising her demanding husband. Things hardly change even after success. Nice message.
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Thanks!
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Poor Kali. To be brought down to earth so cruelly. What dreams one can dream …..
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I am so happy you saw her dream! Thanks Sunita 🙂
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So sad. The man probably thinks he did her a favour by marrying her (kali and fat). So what if she received a prestigious award, her real job is in the kitchen making his tea.
Thank you, Dahlia.
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Thanks Ferdi!
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Hands,
Please keep me tagged with the awesome reads you have indulged in. I’m following you for the rest reads darling.
Hope this isn’t a problem.😀😀
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The things that hurt us CAN make us stronger if we let them.
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Yes indeed it can! Thanks Brenda 🙂
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Thanks for teaching me the new word: querulous
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😀
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You twisted this story well. Dalia. One can only hope Kali accidently trips and spills that hot tea all over her husband.
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Now there’s a thought 😀 Thanks Susan!
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Thank you for the story, Dahlia. Kali’s strength is like a then steel that looks tiny and almost invisible but unbreakable and strong. Very well done.
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Thanks a lot Miriam 🙂
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You’re welcome, Dahlia. 🙂
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Hmm it seems like lab problems have solutions but home problems don’t. Very powerful.
It reminds me of story by Sudha Murthy. At times women in working or lower class have more control of their lives.
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Even I have felt that Rupali! Many societal evils are so deeply ingrained and prevalent in the educated class – a reality show on TV showed that female foeticide was equally if not more rampant in this class. In one case, the woman was herself a doctor.
Thank you Rupali for a lovely comment 🙂
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Sadly I know some such cases. The sadest part is a well (very) educated mother accepts this in the name of societal norms moreover she forgives her husband and lives her life happily after.
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Yes true. Forgiveness is needed in every relationship but not enforced forgiveness like it is usually the case as there is no other option.
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This is the actual state of women today, and it really bites.
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Yeah 😦 Thanks Megs for reading!
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Great switch at the end as she awakes from her daydream. Says so much. Well done.
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Thank you Iain especially for seeing that it was a daydream 🙂
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New here dahlia,
Yesterday I was checking out the readers tab in wordpress and stable upon yr fictions. Will read and comment d3ar.
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Hello Deepa, welcome aboard and thanks for reading. Look forward to interacting with you 🙂
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Very soon dear. I love reading. Commenting too. Thank you so much.
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A woman go to ISs. Head it multiple times. After she returns she has to be the gal after all. Cook, serve, heal, pretend, suffer, enjoy, company, compete and more more more.
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Hmm I do chafe at the unfairness
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Omg brilliant Dahlia. The ending was a hard punch….so very true with many women today. Well done dear 👏👏
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Yay! Thanks so much Radhika 🙂
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What a contrast!!!…even when the reality bites she wants to give the credit to her husband in her sapno kee duniya
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I am so pleased you noticed that!
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Loved your imagination on this pic… perfect…. the girl is all ready, waiting to take the flight but alas, she is still after all a puppet… reality is quite harsh!!
What a dream… .. she gives credit to everyone but herself!!
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Always a pleasure to have you visit Sv, i have missed you!
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Amazing!!
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Thanks
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I thought Kali was in SKD and her husband reminded her of AD.
Amazing to see different perspectives from a simple 101 word SPF.
Cheers…….
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Kali was in SKD! Thanks for reading
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