A Woman's Journey

Belittled

By August 13, 2019 No Comments

The wooden bench could only take two persons. I was there before him and we had already begun our discussion. He just came in and demanded harshly that I stood up. He was an imperious man. My friend gestured that I stand.
“Seat over there”, he said pointing to a low wooden stool that was barely few inches from the ground. “That is where women seat”, he continued brusquely. I had to take the seat. I couldn’t utter a word lest I speak beyond my boundaries and degrade the culture. For I was only but a stranger in that land.

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