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A daughter-in-law; someone who is brought into the house with festivities and celebrations. Someone who is asked to leave behind her home, her possessions and even her name. Someone who is told explicitly that this house is her new house and she’s to be provided for only by the members of this house. Someone who’s told not to ask for money from her parents, even when her in-laws’ think her expenses are extremely frivolous! She enters the house, hoping to make it her home. She accepts the relations as her very own. His parents as hers, his brothers as hers, his grandparents as hers. Within a few years of her marriage she realises that this house is just that; a house. She lives in a no-man’s-land, with nothing to claim as her’s.  Her parental house seems  to lose its sense of belongingness the day she gets married. She feels like a stranger in the house she grew up in. She’s no longer acquainted to the things stacked in the house. Her cupboard may still have her clothes but it

The millennials have grown up with ambitions. Ambitions nurtured by their parents, nurtured by society and propagated by the media. Yes, with the end of the Great Depression, our parents got better opportunities. Late Generation X-ers suddenly found doors opened to private jobs, which paid them much more than the Government jobs. They learnt that a degree in MBA went a long way. They learnt that the better they were at academics, the faster their career chart grew. Most of them could afford to buy a house and run a full-fledged family by the age of 28. When they had kids, they thought that the academics + MBA formula will be enough for their offsprings to earn a salary that most of us only dream about. And they drilled this into us and how! “Padhoge likhoge banoge nawab, kheloge koodoge banoge kharab” became our anthem. We studied hard, spent far more economically than Gen Z does and believed that after our MBAs we will rule the world. Getting a decent job was suddenly not en