And....

"Are u sure you want this" -there was a trace of anger in his voice. It irked him that she needed him so less-her decision was made.

" You know the answer-dont u"-She was knitting- a pink and white pattern- her fingers kept on moving as if by magic knotting, twisting ,rolling the wool-while she spoke.

He tried to keep his voice steady-"Do you understand the significance, the consequences could be severe"

She stopped....and Looked up...

" There is a beautiful land in my dreams, where I work to make my life happy, where I am independent of identities, where I make my own choices.....But this will not remain a dream .....And my baby will be born in this land.....And that is MY choice"

He remained quiet-there was nothing to say