Skeleton In The Cupboard

There's no point of comparing the life of a woman with that of a man. The steady society still imposes certain limitations over the females. A man and a woman ties knot and both of them start a new chapter of their respective life together.
In case of arranged marriage, it somehow becomes the duty of that woman to keep a balance between all the relations. And for every other issue, she is blamed. She slowly learns to give up all her hopes, desires, interests and even dreams. Eventually she kills her feelings. She starts to lose herself for the sake of protecting her relations.
For instance, if the woman is a homemaker, she ends up being a toy of torture and taunts. She has no profound support who can actually lift her up with all the due respect. And as a result, she loses her own very self just because her partner wants her to serve and respect his family constantly. Her partner expects her to change her choices in accordance to the rules of his family. And if she fails to do so, her emotional and physical life, both gets ruined. She is however forced by the orthodoxical limitations of the family and society.
After being married, she has a misconception about the mindset and behaviour of her very new family members. She has a 'false belief' that she is going to be forever happy with all the new faces around her. Under such forcible circumstances, she has to manage to follow the rules and regulations of that family. Her life becomes such a mess because her life starts to rotate round and round that family. She is bound to move out alone. She is bound to do anything of her choice.
And then one final day, she becomes numb to everything. She stops at a point where she loses her calm. That day she also loses the hope that her life would ever change to the sake of some betterment. She finally understands that she would never ever have a life for herself. She would never dream again.
'Her soul dies.'
'She is numb.'
'She kills herself.'
'She is no more.'
And THAT DAY, the rules of that family change.

'We're sad generation with happy faces.'