Her!

She was playing, carefree, jovial lost in her own world, when she heard her mumma and papa talking about her.

"Who will take care of the little one, while you join office?" Papa said, tearing open the sachet of sugar and mixing it for mumma.

"We will keep babysitter. And sometime I can work from home too." Mumma said changing the channel to her favourite tv show.

"You going to keep some babysitter for the baby?" Papa said, his voice loud, "I can't believe you just said that? Who will feed then? Who will take the responsibility of looking after the baby while we will be away at office"

"Don't over react Sid. Be practical." Mumma retorted back as Papa cut her off.

"Oh! Please. Look who is saying? Don't you want your baby to have the best care? Why can't you leave your job, and join later, may be when the baby grows up"

"You want me to leave my career? What? Why can't you? Why it has to be her always and not him, huh?" Mumma said switching off the TV.

"That's ridiculous, Aisha! It's not about him or her. You are the mother. You should be with the baby until grows up to her age and should be under your care, Why can't you get this straight into your head." Papa said in anger.

"Relax, Sid. I am not leaving our little one. I just said, I will join office, while every now and then I will work from home. In the meantime, babysitter will be here to take care, right?. Otherwise, why can't you call ma, huh?", she pauses, "Tell me, Why a girl has to drop her career time and again because she is a girl? You male species, it's in your genes, you, your priorities, your preferences" Mumma smirked.

It was slow-burn. Papa was fuming with anger and hit Mumma on her face as she fell on the ground flat, with tears rolling down both on her cheeks.

She spent quite a few, many a moon and sun in this crazy world where God has left long ago, before her eternal rest, before she could see her mumma and papa, before her birth.