This story is written as part of Friday Foto Fiction. It is a Weekly Blog Hop to celebrate fiction writing co-hosted by Tina & Mayuri. They give a photo prompt every week and participants need to write a flash fiction based on the photo in 100-150 words.
When Sarala started to learn reading and writing from her husband Raghu, she was ridiculed by the entire family.
She had chosen to marry Raghu who could read, write over Damodar, who owned acres of farmland. Her parents had been surprised by her choice but they couldn’t pursue her to change it.
Family members scolded, laughed and insulted her for choosing to learn over cooking, cleaning, sewing like other women in the family but Raghu continued to teach her wholeheartedly.
Consecutive 3 years of drought sent all the men of the house to the city looking for work, leaving only women behind.
Now Sarala is the only one capable of handling day-to-day affairs outside & money matters in the household.
All those who laughed at her depend on her to read letters from their husbands, sons and write answers.