This is me. A former feminist-turned-cocoon. I will be entertaining you with my daily rants about my life which is too beautiful and perfect for me to live happily. I am going home tomorrow, to my in-laws home to be precise. I live there, you know. Don’t be surprised. I am not living off their money. I don’t need any financial assistance from them, nor do my husband. In fact both of us are the main providers in the family. Its just that in India, its a tradition to live with your in laws when you get married. It can be for life or for a short span; it all depends on who is able to bear whom and for how long. Anyways, I am going back to India after spending a few months (five, to be precise) in Scotland and I am not happy about it. Well, I am never happy, so nothing new.
