Amidst the thick of the legal case for repossession of my house in Pune which had been illegally occupied,
I kept wishing for the clouds of legal mess to disappear...
That Monsieur Alladin would
rub his chirag three times and
Abracadabra choo...
I would be back home in Mumbai !
Lounging in my fav jammies,
Sitting in my favourite corner of the house,
Sipping my adrak-elaichi-saunf chai.....
Listening to the koyal cooing
Humming my favorite song....
And the world would be purrfect!
All legalities thrashed out and neatly tied up in A3 legal paper.
Order! Order !
And I declare the case closed in favour of Mrs Shally Khedkar !
Unfortunately life doesn’t dish out
The
Happily Ever After, thus!
There were those numerous wee hours in the morning resistant times to travel from Mumbai to Pune , through the years...
Emotional churning as I dreaded the courts with their indifferent clerks and noisy whirring fans , the police chowkis with their dirty toilets and handcuffed criminals.
The endless wait for justice for over seven long years
A simple close and shut case-
Which dragged
Tareekh pay tareekh, through all the change of judges and seasons
Happily Ever After
is a misnomer...
deceptive...
Two dimensional !
Fairy tale like phrase...
Closer to castles in air,
And clouds on which it floats-
And knights in shining armor who are fictional!
My interaction made me connect instead, to ground realities!
To friends and family who were with me through thick and thin....ugly and grim!
Some exceptional ones who were sensitive to my emotional turmoil, and did not pay lip-service, philosophise or advise but humbled me with their commitment, empathy and/or steady presence in the paan-stained walls of the court/ or the rat-infested police station
Amidst the grime and sweat filled court rooms with stacks of pending files and hard-core criminal filled police stations, I saw some extraordinarily devoted lawyers, officials who stood tall for serving integrity, speedy justice, and hope....no matter what!
Above all
I saw myself growing in courage and strength, way beyond I had imagined myself...EVER
From a teary- eyed housewife who trembled with fear at the first interrogation in court, I saw the emergence of steely determination in my spine, ready to look anyone in the eye.... even life!
My hair greyed,
but I truly grew wiser
I still believe in fairy tales and its happily ever after,
But they come with
a kahani-main-twist clause:
of support, love and growth intertwined
with struggle , despondency and fear...
Its all a part of the game!
And this sounds like reality, I support and endorse!
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