What kept me going was the tremendous support I got from my husband, our families, friends, even virtual well-wishers who were following my personal blog; and the realization that my personal fight had come to mean something more. There were women friends rooting for me. They were logging in to check for blog updates from Chennai, Delhi, Malaysia, Maryland, New York and Perth. I had become a symbol of sorts. If I stopped fighting, sold out or gave in, it would shatter a little bit of hope. In the ocean of women fighting so battles—big and small—I had become a drop.And can someone please explain what 'support from family' means? Family enna bra va?
Tuesday, 24 July 2007
Puke of the Day
This woman has decided that she is the voice of all women because jobless folks click on her blog