Roopa looked at her mother intently. She was quite old, an octogenarian but her demeanour was that of middle aged women. She could feel that her mother always lived superficially.Her eyes had a piquant expression which hankered after establishing her supremacy. This she had been doing during her entire life span.Her convoluted thought processes centred around this one obsession that she was responsible for shaping the destinies of her entire family and her sole aim was to get this fact established in the minds of her husband and children.But it was the obstinacy of the members of her family to negate it imperceptibly yet doggedly.This went on and on.The family disintegrated.The head of the family left this world but this octogenarian turned more and more vociferous.She continued with the same piquant look trying to establish her supremacy in the hollowed precincts of her house to anybody who was with her, and in the present case her daughter Rupa, who looked at the portrait of her father hanging from the wall- a pristine visage with soulful looks and pathos which seemed to descend on Rupa. She wanted to go out in the open and breathe in the the fresh air replete with the aroma of her fathers selflessness and suffering.
Meeta is in her seventies. She is full of zest for life and seeks every opportunity to be in the company of her friends. Her salt and pepper short hair goes well with her plump fat body. Her style of dressing accentuates her care- free demeanour . Her age doesn't hamper her in anyway. She often cracks jokes which generally veer to obscenity, to make her friends laugh , which for a moment unsettles them ,but then they go with the flow. The instinct to deride looks meaningless at such an age. Meeta had lost her husband lately and her only son lived in the U.S . She cultivated a large number of friends and revived the distant family relations. She was awash with money and threw lavish parties. Generally all her friends are retired house wives facing the same empty nest syndrome. They had now ample time to indulge their fancies which the...
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