After much thinking I finally opened my own studio space.💃🏻💃🏻💃🏻💃🏻💃🏻😁😁😁😁!!!
But when I suggested this idea to my family,there was contemplation, discussions,debate and conflict that took place. 🤔😳😲😱😑😡
Questions galore!🙈
Why do you need a separate place to work?😏
Why can’t you just be at home and paint or write?🤔
Will you go there every day?😳
What will you do there?😡
What time to what time do you intend being there?🙄
Why can’t you work from office,help Vipul in the production.😁
Blah! Blah! Blah 
And not one of of these questions came from my husband. 🙏🏻
They came from my mom,my mom in law,my sister even some of my so called liberated friends.😡😡😡
I had no clue I was going to be scrutinised😑. I almost felt like I was applying for a work permit in USA under the reign of Trump!🙄
All I wanted was a place,where I was just an artist,with my creative space and calm.😇Every creative person needs that kind of calm and I don’t think it needs justification.
My family is not exactly orthodox,at least not anymore after living with me for years.😝Or rather dealing with a rule breaker for years and still they just couldn’t wrap their heads around this idea. It was as ludicrous as having a child out of wedlock.🙈😱 
Absolutely blasphemous!!😡😡😡
I don’t remember them asking Their husbands or sons once or brothers why they needed an office space. Or why couldn’t the men just work/write from home. Or did they need to go to their own space everyday. And what did they achieve after being out for 8hours.🤔
But me,I am different. Yes you guessed right. I am a woman,and a woman who doesn’t do a proper job (read-banker,doctor,lawyer,ca etc.)😏
I am a housewife(an occasional actor)whose place is at home. Painting,writing,palmistry,tarrot reading,ikebana,gift packing etc are not real jobs,they’re just hobbies and hobbies don’t deserve a separate sanctuary do they?😏
I am 43years old, liberated, independent, educated,strong, unorthodox, sensible and a feisty new age woman and yet I have to answer these questions. 😡😡
Not just these,when I come back from the studio everyday I’m asked 
“So what did you paint/write today?”😏
Do I look like a printing machine??🤔
And if I’m blaze’ enough to say I did nothing(read-stared at a blank canvas,or doodled on pages) 😈,Then there’s this look of disbelief and disappointment.😑😑😑
Going by this my husband should be writing 350 scripts a year🙄
And its not like I’m shying away from any of my responsibilities. My home still runs like clock work,staff or no staff. I cook if the cooks on a leave and clean if the maids taken an off and manage my kids lives across oceans and buy groceries and host a party at a short notice of an hour.
BUT I go to a place I call a studio and stare at a canvas because I have nothing better to do. 😐Obviously that’s ridiculous.
I’m not angry,I’m just baffled. My husband has no issues whatsoever with my decision but the women are bewildered at my thinking and I am at theirs. It’s mutual.😳😳
And we talk of equality.
That I’m starting afresh in new directions and being productive is hardly of consequence.☹️
Had I been home watching back to back serials,I’d have been taken more seriously.
Only if I knew what was happening between which “Saas Bahu” I’d probably be respected.🤔🤔🤔🤔