THE LIFE OF LITTLE PRINCESS
(LIFE/STORY)
Author-Jivan
Story line
This life/story is dedicated to my daughter. This story is about a little princess. Story tells us how globalization had changed her family life forever. It is also about her father’s struggle to give her good education and a secured life. After the court battle for her custody will he ever live with his estranged wife? This story has morel lesson for Indian home makers.
SAMPLE..
One bad morning her brother and two of her uncles turned up at my house at Chennai. They wanted to know my intentions!. They questioned me “You are not taking your family responsibilities. What are your intentions”? I told them that I had no intentions. “If she can live with me with whatever money I earn it is fine. If she wants to stay in her house and expect me to send her money then I am not going to send any more money to her. At the time of marriage did I signed any agreement that I will send her money even if she stays in her house? More then two years ago she left for her home with my daughter. Is she bothered how I am living here? Instead of asking my intentions ask her to find some work and manage life with me. You people seems interested only in money. I am not going to pay single paisa. Do what you want. Do you want me to sign divorce paper? I will sign but do not expect me to pay alimony. That will never happen. I am determined. Now you all can leave my place”. They threaded me by saying that I will have to face legal action.
After they left I started thinking… this is a classic case of making marriage as a meat business. Get married and have children. Try to find fault with husband. Fight over silly things with mother in law. File divorce and take alimony. Live with the way she and her family wants. This is not going to happen with me. I am going to put a stop for this.
After a couple of days I had received court notice asking me to attend. As the D-day approaches, I started preparing for the test of my life. I will fight it out with tooth and nail. I need my daughter at any cost. I knew.” yes “she will ask for her gold ornaments. Including interest it is Rs.25, 000.there is only one-way to recover her gold. That is by selling my mothers wedding chain. Ever since my father died it was lying in the jewelry box .my mother had some sentimental value attached to it but there is no other way I can recover my wife’s gold ornaments. At last my mother agrees to sell her wedding chain. We got Rs26, 600 for her ornaments. I also need to write authorization letter for my wife to recover her gold ornaments from bank. I have to hand over our marriage registration certificate to the court. I do not need any lawyer to fight my case…" I went to fight my case alone at Calicut.
D-DAY.
COURT PROCEDINGS.
Maya’s lawyer... “ My lord! Here is man who does not want to take responsibility of his wife
and his daughter. He is lest bothered about their welfare and he even
refuses to pay for his daughter's education. My client does not wish to live
with her husband. Allow her to get legal maintenance allowances.
Judge.………… …. "Do you have any thing to say”?
I………………………. “Sir, since my wife does not wish to live with me. I request you to grand me permission for divorce and allow me to take custody of my daughter. This is my humble request”
Judge……………………" court cannot permit you to take custody of your daughter. Till the age of eighteen she will stay with her mother. You are only allowed to visit your daughter”.
I.………………………….“Sir, My wife is a lair! She talks like an opportunist. She is also an ego manic. She takes me for granted. She even use my daughter to emotionally black mail me and she use her sex as weapon”!
Maya’s lawyer……. .. “My lord, this is nothing but character assassination”!
(7)
I.………………………. "Sir, I got married eight years ago I know my wife inside out, more than any one else in this world. Sir, in my case my marriage is made as meat business.”
Maya’s lawyer…….. “I object your honor! Her husband is comparing marriage to meat business”.
Judge……………………."Objection over ruled ".
I... ……………………….“Living with my wife is like living with an enemy. First Get married, have children, find fault with husband, fight over silly things with mother in law then file divorce and get legal maintenance amount (alimony) and live the way she and her family wants. Some people had developed this as an art. In my case, I had a decent job when I got married to her. My company had to close down due to the financial loss. At the age of forty -eight I am unable to get a good job. Nobody wants to employ an old person like me for more than Rs.2500 p.m. with my align mother I am just Surviving in this world. I will not be able to give my daughter a decent education. Therefore I humbly request you to permit me to put my daughter for adoption. Somebody will be able to give her decent education and secured life. I am willing to sign divorce paper.
So that my wife can live her life the way she wants. She is also from poor family; even she is not in a position to bring up my daughter. I once again humbly request you to permit me to put my daughter for adoption for the welfare and better future of my daughter. I have nothing more to say. I broke down.
After studying the case judge pronounces his verdict.
Judge.………….. “Considering the welfare and better future of your daughter I came to this conclusion. Since neither you nor your wife is interested in living together and due to poverty neither of you can raise your child so I hereby permit you to take temporary custody of your daughter and allow you to put her for adoption."
Maya’s lawyer:..…"Her husband had pledged Rs25, 000 worth of gold ornaments in the bank. I want her husband to return her ornaments at the earliest".
Judge asked me to return her gold ornaments at the earliest. I had hand overRs.26, 000 and an authorization letter permitting my wife to collect her gold ornaments. I then gave our marriage Certificate to the judge. The judge issued a letter authorizing me to take temporary custody of my daughter and for Subsequent adoption.
My wife came to me. She removed her wedding chain (mangalsutra) with Tears running down on her Cheeks. I took it with my right hand and returned mangalsutra back into her hand and closed her hand. I gently and gave a pat on her hand. Our only daughter stood as a silent spectator. I lifted my daughter in my arms…. ”Come on Sony, let’s go to papa’s home”. I carried my daughter in one hand and in other hand I had the custody documents of my daughter. Her brother came begging for my daughter. I showed him court documents. “No! Maya will learn her lesson in hard ways. My daughter’s future means every thing to me. Take care of your sister”. I waved for an auto. Someone clicked.
My wife was standing on the other side of the verandah. Her ego does not permit her to beg for her daughter. She was pleading with her parents asking not to allow me to take her Ammini away. I carried my daughter into an auto. My daughter asked for her Mummy and started crying. I fought tears back and held my daughter close to my heart. Auto took U-turn in the court premises. From the corner of my eye I saw my wife stretching her arms at me and begged for her daughter. “Don’t take away my daughter…. Ammineeeee…..Ammineeeee… ” . She then fainted .I shut my eyes tightly thinking it was a nightmare.
At home Maya took Sony’s doll and wept inconsolably and started cursing her self.
(8)
Later when judge went to his house he called on his wife. “Viji...I had committed sin. An
Unforgivable sin. I had to separate a small girl from her mother. A poor family case came up for hearing. Her parent wants divorce. Neither the husband nor his wife could raise the child.
I had to order for child for adoption."
He then went to the pooja room and asks lord Murugan for forgiveness. “O lord! Forgive me for the sin I had committed. Whoever adopts the little girl must give her plenty of love and affection…" His voice choked with emotions.
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After we had food at the restaurant we went for shopping. I had purchased dresses and toys for my daughter. In the evening we boarded train for Chennai. “Sony you know, we are going to papa’s home. Your nana will be waiting for you. Do you remember mammy, mamma and Navin Anna? “. It seems she had forgotten all of them. May be she will remember when she meet them. She said “Achooooo!”. That was our dog.
Next day morning we reached Chennai. At home my mother was waiting for us. Now and then my daughter asked for her mummy and started crying. All my neighbors welcomed her with open heart. They all missed her for more then two years. She had a small circle of friends of her age. I made sure she was not missing her mother nor feeling lonely. Therefore I took couple of days off from work. I always stayed with my daughter. At times she felt sad. She cried only when she thought about her mother. Poor soul! I watched only her favorite pogo channel on TV. She spend time watching TV and playing with her little friends.
Next day Photograph of Sony appeared along with headline in the newspaper.
A “Landmark judgment in child custody….”. Judge allows poor father to put his daughter for adoption!
A man came to our house in lord Krishna’s costume. He had his face painted in blue color with a crown on his head. He started singing in Telugu. “Jaya Govindam."… I gave him 50 paisa. The man in Lord Krishna’s costumes … “Sir, makeup costs me money”. He asked me for more money. “Did I ask you to wear makeup?" I then called Achoo. (A local dog I adopted when he was a pup). There was no sign of him. Lord Krishnan peeped into my house. He expected my wife to give him more money. He then stared singing vigorously. ,”JAYA GOVINDAM…PARAMANADAM…! ”. I Screamed for Achooooo… Achoo appeared out of thin air. I found him wagging his tail at the back of me .he was eagerly waiting for my orders. Achoo looked up me and I winked at Lord Krishna. He got the clue. Lord Krishna took off, Achoo set after him. Both of them ran around the playing ground which was in front of my house. Achoo ran with him tugging at his veshty.(six yard cloths worn by local people). Sony “Papa man running, running Achoo biting, biting.” She told me in her broken English. Sony could not stop laughing. She literally went into “Paramanandam”! Started laughing with over excitement.
I saw Lord Krishnan running back to me. I caught hold of Achoo. Achoo looks satisfied with his performance. I give a pat on his back and put him back on chain. Lord Krishnan spread his veshty.I looked at his face through the torn veshty.” Sir, your dog tore my veshty,” he complained to me. I said. “Yeah, you missed your crown too!” I end up paying Rs.10 but it was worth for my daughter’s laughter which I missed it for more than two years. We both had fun at the cost of “Lord Krishna” and Achoo.
I notice my daughter was not happy with out her mother. One day I took my daughter to zoo. I showed my daughter tiger cubs playing joyfully with their mother. She enjoyed watching cubs playing with tigress for sometime. She then started crying and asked for her mummy. I had no words for her whenever she asked for her mother so I took her to the monkey’s cage. Monkeys were making funny faces some of them were doing acrobats. However Sony was not interested. We visited some more cages and went back home .I knew she wants her mother .she was feeling sad and she refused to talk with me.
Next day evening I took my daughter to the beach. She played with sand and sea for sometime. Then she ran all over the beach. After some time she felt tired .she came back and sat with me. She watched parents playing with their kids joyfully with waves. She then started crying for her Mummy. After some times she asked me “Papa why can’t we live with my mummy”? I held her close and looked at horizon for answer…. (9)
Then I promised her that I would get her a good mummy. We left for home in silence. She had her dinner early and slept with Nana. I started thinking..." if I marry a working woman I will be able to manage home. What would I do if my new wife does not like Sony? After she gives birth will she loves my daughter the same way "?. I decided to put up advertisement in paper for adoption of my daughter. For that I had to sell my old TV. I sold my color TV and got three thousand rupees. Next day I went to newspaper office and give advertisement for my daughter's adoption.
For adoption
Healthy / Intelligent
PHOTOGRAPHO OF SONY
Sony
C/o. the National,
P.O.Box: Chennai -2.
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Seven years old Ajay asks his mother why Sony’s photograph was given in the advertisement. His mother told him that her parents put her for adoption. May be she is form very poor family. They might not be able to bring up her. Ajay told his mother “Mummy I like her. I need a friend. A friend for life!". His mother asked him "What happen to your friend Nisha"? He said, "She was mad. She also beats me”... “And you're other friend. Swetha”? “She is too proud of herself. Egomaniac”! He mocked his face at his mother. Ajay's mother repeated his words. “A friend for life! Not a bad idea. I will write to Sony's father” .In a cover Ajay put his photo and a small slip in it and asked his mother to send it along with her letter.
(THE END)
An appeal to housewives.
Do you wish to help your husband to run your family? Then start working. Learn any home based work like DTP, Data Entry, Medical Transcription, Tailoring, Catering food, Chocolate and butter Cookies for Hotels, selling cosmetics and gift articles, tuition. There are lots of short-term courses available on trades. Bank also offered micro finance for starting up small business. Earn some extra money to support your family. With ever increasing living cost one man’s income alone cannot meet both ends….
(14)
Your husband will appreciate you. One day you will be proud of yourself. Time is running out. Act now! This is the Moral of my life story.
With kind regards,
Jivan.
N.B : Are you disappointed after reading the end of the story? Do not worry here I wrote with two other ending!. Just to pacify your mind. I personally like the original ending the reason is that if you can not live with a liar and sarcastic person for the rest of your life then there is no point in living hell. We Indian parents sacrifice every thing for the sake of our children’s feature.
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Thank you for reading my story .If you are disappointed with the story ending .Here is help just by changing last page.
1) Marriage takes place..... It was decided by me after my daughters wedding that I would go on for pilgrimage. My karma (duty) in this world is over. Now all that I want is to get salvation for the sin I committed by separating my daughter from her mother. There is a very special bond between a mother and her daughter .No man will ever understand that.
Now my daughter is married and settled down in her life .Madam had accepted my estranged wife as her sister. There is peace on my mind.
One day after dinner I announced my plan to go for pilgrimage. My daughter asked me for promise that I will return home after pilgrimage .Even though I promised her that I would return after pilgrimage it never going to take place.
Next day after breakfast I carried my bag that contained few clothes and some cash. I left my dairy inside my table. May be some other day my daughter will read and find out what went wrong between me and my wife. I am sure my wife would have told her lies when she was a small girl that I was a spineless man to desert my daughter. But my wife would have thanked madam for every help she provided for my family. I blessed my daughter and asked my wife to take care of our Sony Gudiya and moved out of the house with a heavy heart.
As I walked into eternity my wife asks madam “will my husband ever come back?’.
My daughter Sony answered it by saying”My papa never tells lies to me. Papa promised me that he would come back “.My wife looked at madam for answer. Madam pacified her “We all live in hope .what is life without hope? Let us hope that he will come back after pilgrimage “.
(THE END)
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2-nd ending.
Last page. (Before marriage.)
One day I asked madam why their outhouse was kept locked .Madam told me “We started our life in that small house .Yeas later we built this house moved into here. Since then out house was kept locked for the past fifteen years.” I asked madam for the outhouse key. She went and got the key to me. I opened the door and went inside the house .it was a fully furnished house .every thing was in its place. It was like a memorial house. It seems there were some sentimental values attached to it. It took me the whole day to clean the entire house. After my daughter’s wedding there is no point in staying in madam‘s house. I told madam that I am going to stay in their out house. Madam had agreed for that.
I borrowed Ajay’s computer and started typing my life story “THE LIFE OF LITTLE PRINCESS”
After dinner my wife came to out house and settled down with me!
My daughter’s marriage takes place. Ajay and Sony moved to their new house to start new life...
My life story “THE LIFE OF A LITTLE PRINCESS “was completed in three moth’s time. I approached few publishers and one of them agreed to publish my life story .It was a moderate success.
After one and half year Sony delivered a baby girl. We all were at her bed side at the city hospital. My wife took her grand daughter in her arms and named her Ammini. In fact Sony’s name was Ammini .I only had changed it to Sony Gudiya .I always wanted a little princess and her name can not be none other than Sony Gudiya!
(15)
With age my wife had mellowed .she is no more ill tempered and sarcastic woman. We started our life all over again. She spend most of her time with her grand daughter Ammini .she wanted to makeup her lost time with grand daughter .I worked as freelance writer and designer for book covers and advertisement.
We stayed at madam’s outhouse to serve her in her old age .A token of gratitude for giving a secured life for our daughter. Life was not cruel to me when I think of less fortunate parents. Today I am a happy and content man.
(THE END)
About me...
By profession I am a sales com service Er. I have written fictions and novels. My ability is to write realistic fictions in different genre. Life/story, family fiction, Sci-Fi, political thriller, lesbian love, erotic, horror also about new religion! UNIVERSAL LOVE the new religion!
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