Story- Diary of a Housewife’s dream

Age-7 years, year 1971

I always wanted to visit Mussoorie a hill station in Dehradun, Uttarakhand, India. When I was 7, my uncle who has visited there used to tell me stories about the beauty of that place and I always get awestruck by listening about its magnificent beauty.

The picturesque lush green mountains, which are covered with fluffy white snow during winters, roads are like that as if a snake is crawling and lurking for its path to paradise or like a queen’s long and black tresses moving here and there carelessly, the crystal clear waterfall depicting her royal and white clothes and picturesque view of the mountain ranges of the Himalayas is her jewel-studded crown and she is caring and protecting all the ‘flora’ and ”fauna’ of the place like a true queen. Maybe that’s why the place is known as – “Mussoorie-The Queen of the Hills”

Whenever I picture this place I used to picture this Queen and my urge to visit there increase by several folds, I want to go there and want to feel the presence of this Queen in all of the beautiful scenery there.

Age-20, year 1984

Papa said we can’t afford the trip due to the money constraints, my mother said ‘my would-be husband‘ will take me to my dream place.

Marriage day, age-21, year 1985

I got married today, as this is an arranged marriage I don’t know much about my husband but he vowed in front of holy fire to keep me happy and fulfill all my desires. So, I will ask him to take me to my dreamland.

I couldn’t go on a honeymoon as my mother-in-law didn’t want us to go, she thinks this will spoil me and I should focus on household work instead of roaming here and there. My husband though loves me and has assured me that we will go to Mussoorie after some time. Well, I have waited this long, a little more to go.

Aarav’s birthday, age-27, year 1991

This is my son’s fifth birthday today, I don’t know how time flies??, the past 6 years were so hectic that I have almost forgotten about my desire to visit my favorite destination but I have decided I will ask my husband for a short family trip.

Mumbai trip, age-35, year 1999

My son is a teenager now and you all know how demanding teenagers are??? He wants to go on a trip for his summer holidays as all his friends are going somewhere, something clicked me, Mussoorie, we can go there, last time we couldn’t go there as our son got sick, so we had to cancel our plan but I guess this is the time , the Queen is calling me.

Aarav didn’t want to go to the mountains, he wants to go to the beaches, I tried to convince him but he is stubborn just like his father, so we have decided that beach it is. After all his happiness matters to me, the most in this world.

Aarav got married, age-48, year 2012

My son got married today, he got his life partner while mine is with God in heaven, I miss him so much.

“But mom this is our honeymoon, how can you accompany us???” My son exclaimed

“I know son!!! I understand!!! I don’t what I was thinking?? Oldage you know, Don’t you worry, you two go and enjoy the trip”. I replied while thinking how can I even think about it but when I listened they are going to Mussoorie, I just lost all my senses, I guess, I can hear the Queen’s voice calling me, in my head.

A Housewife’s biggest decision, age-57, year 2021

I have taken the biggest decision of my life, I will shift to Mussoorie forever, I have talked to an “old age care home” there and enrolled myself and from now I will live there , in the queen’s lap.

My son is very angry, he is not talking to me, I know he is very sad but he has chosen not to show his real emotion and hide behind the quilt of anger, just like his father.

He tried to convince me hard, told me he will take leave from his work and will take me to visit there but this time I was the one who became stubborn, just like his father. He finally has to give in.

At the Airport-

My heart was pounding very hard, my hands were sweaty, I was feeling anxious as for a housewife like me who hasn’t visited a nearby town without my son or husband, going all alone to a distanced city was a very hard decision but I closed my eyes, I pictured the Queen which I was picturing since childhood and took the leap of faith.

In the Queen’s lap-

It’s been a month while living here, like a child gets excited after getting a favorite toy, I can feel the same amount of happiness. It feels like I got a rebirth. I have visited every nooks and corner of Mussoorie but still didn’t get bored of admiring its beauty. Every afternoon after having lunch I start my journey, visiting the same place the hundredth time and searching the Queen in every place. Till now I couldn’t find her but I know one day I will.

I was sitting by a lake, watching my reflection in cool and clear water for a moment or two I closed my eyes and pictured the Queen again and when I opened my eyes “I saw her”, ” yes!!! I saw her in the reflection of water”, “I saw her in my reflection”. ” I finally found the queen within me”

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Hey guys, so this is my entry for creativity wins 1 (she allowed me to write a story instead of a poem). Sorry, Anushka for posting this late. I was not sure about how this story will be received by you all!!!! This story has many different layers and messages and it’s up to the reader how they are gonna perceive it.

The only thing I want to say is, go and ask your mom if there is anything which she wanted to do but keep ignoring her desires to complete yours. Go and ask her and if you are capable enough try to fulfill it and if not remember it, whenever you became competent, fulfill her wishes…….💗💗💗

Thank you

139 thoughts on “Story- Diary of a Housewife’s dream”

  1. The imagery and similes in this story were masterfully crafted – this was extremely beautiful writing. I loved the story, it had me riveted until the very end. I feel sorry for the woman because her own dreams and desires were constantly pushed aside by others. I also saw an element of sexism coming through in her story. Would she have been treated the same way if she was a man? I don’t think so. It’s sad how things like this happen in real life.

    1. True that, women’s are told to sacrifice their dreams in the name of love, family, child and what not….
      I am glad you liked this one, Thank you so much,
      I appreciate your support ❤❤❤

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