She steps
out of her house, even as her mother
shoots meaning glances at the clock. It's 11 pm. She glowers, sallying
out of the front door, even atom of her
eighteen-year old self spelling rebellion. Her mother sighs, and gets back to
the TV. It's futile to talk to her. Her daughter has a predictable counter to
anything- "Empowerment" She
hoped her husband would not turn up early- that would mean another
argument, a bitter quarrel.
In the
wee hours of the morning, in another part of town, he walks briskly towards his
tenement. He finds his sister sprawled over her books, breathing evenly. As he
enters, she wakes with a start, an expression of panic writ over her face. It’s just me- he calls out. She recovers, and looking around, goes
into a fresh bout of panic as she realizes that she's lost precious hours of
study. He raises an eyebrow. Exam. Tomorrow. I have another chapter to go-
she frets. He shrugs.
I
couldn't leave early today- she volunteers.
From the gym nearby where she cleans. It's not a great place to work in,
but it pays for her evening college. And the hours are decent. What happened to
you?
A scene at the bar. Where he helps in the kitchen. A daughter-father duo.
Father insists on her leaving. Daughter refuses. Angry words. A fight. Broken
glass. Took him all night to help clean up the mess.
He
hesitates, then asks- What's 'empowered'? The girl at the bar repeated it
several times : 'I'm empowered, I'm empowered',
while refusing to leave with her father.
Her eyes
brighten. Oh yes, I know. It means
strong, having power to do what you like. He frowns, confused. You mean like
the trainer at your gym?
She
laughs- No, not at all. Not physical power- it means ability to make your own
decisions, develop your skills and be independent.
His face
clears. Isn't that what you are going to college for? To get a good job and run your life?
She smiles- Yes.
He
returns- That girl certainly looked like she was 'empowered' then. I still don't see why she had to break
furniture at my bar to prove that.
She
shrugs, returning to her books.
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