The Silent Fall
Ananya had been a bright woman, with big dreams and even bigger laughs. But over the years, her world had grown dark. It began slowly - a husband who belittled her, a friend who betrayed her trust, a society that told her she was never enough. Gradually, she shut herself off from the world, confining herself in a home that was more of a prison than a haven.
She stopped dressing up, stopped meeting friends, and even stopped looking at herself in the mirror. The voice in her head whispered, You're not good enough. You're not strong enough. No one cares. She believed it.
Her daughter, Meera, ten years old, saw all of this. Meera was young, but she was perceptive in the way children so often are. She noticed the tears in her mother's eyes, the way she winced at her father's words, the way she shielded herself from the world. And Meera knew - she had to rescue her mother.
Ananya had been a bright woman, with big dreams and even bigger laughs. But over the years, her world had grown dark. It began slowly - a husband who belittled her, a friend who betrayed her trust, a society that told her she was never enough. Gradually, she shut herself off from the world, confining herself in a home that was more of a prison than a haven.
She stopped dressing up, stopped meeting friends, and even stopped looking at herself in the mirror. The voice in her head whispered, You're not good enough. You're not strong enough. No one cares. She believed it.
Her daughter, Meera, ten years old, saw all of this. Meera was young, but she was perceptive in the way children so often are. She noticed the tears in her mother's eyes, the way she winced at her father's words, the way she shielded herself from the world. And Meera knew - she had to rescue her mother.