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  Who made the Maids Who made the maids? certainly, God has  😍 I an avid reader of Indian mythology came across the various roles of maids, which were performed by them without their consent. Initially, when any princess was married to another state prince or crowned kings, they were usually accompanied by their personal maids from their maternal house. Since they had either grown up with them or they (the maids) were their nannies. It was easy for them to adjust to their new abode as they were surrounded by familiar faces. Our mythology has many interesting tales of maids who were used to reproduce for the rulers. Vidur, the uncle of Pandu and Kauravs, was born out of wedlock from the maid Parishrami, as Rishi Vyas was invited by the mother of the king of Hastinapur to produce an heir of Hastinapur. The firstborn of Dhritarashtra was Yuyutsu from the maid Sauvali, as Gandhari failed to produce a child in 2 years of marriage. We have many shreds of evidence of maids in our hi...

Unpublished Diary page-3 Of a Home-maker....... Every day we find at least one meme reminding us that we are from the era of near to extinct landline phones, puffed sleeves, bell bottoms, life sans internet, and also the time of disco beats .......how much we deny it but the truth is our offsprings evoke us to the world of reality as they think that we won’t be able to understand their life and challenges since for them we are precise, two generations old.  ‘Yeh ikkisvin Sadi Ke bachhe jo thehre ’ .....look at the audacity, in a moment they deny our existence in their lives.  The other day my son told me that I want to meet my girlfriend ...what should I do? ......can I ask her to come home or I have to go outside and meet her .....what a solid jolt I received?.... I knew it’s time to change myself or else had to retire from normal life and adopt  Sanya as ..... I remembered my time when my classmate had to tolerate my father's insult and anger when he came to drop some n...

Unpublished Diary page-2 of a Home-maker... “Did u both packed your bags?...taken your lunch box? ...tied your laces?...finish your glass of milk fast.....go downstairs and sit in the car ...I’ll be there in a minute”.......blah blah blah....these were some of the routine instructions which if prerecorded can be played every day in the morning without fail to add more chaos in my already chaotic house....And you guessed right...I was the one to be blamed ... 😁 ...my body was tuned to play in the certain regimen for 5 days a week ....screaming to the highest pitch..... I sometimes use to be so exhausted that, hastily use to dump my boys to their respective  pathshalas .  “Maa where have you parked the car the previous evening ....it’s not seen here...pls come fast ..we are getting late”...kids were shouting from the ground floor in a sarcastic tone as if I have committed some unpardonable crime.......today I was on the extra duty of a driver to drop them to school as previous ...