Congratulations. We did it. We escaped the joint family—the nosy aunts, the meddling elders, the lack of privacy. We got our freedom. We got our space. We got our 2BHK boxes in the sky. We also got grandparents dying alone. Mothers collapsing without help. Fathers who can't name their own feelings. Children raised by screens who don't know their grandfather's village. Young professionals so lonely they forget why they're alive.
But hey, at least no on
Congratulations. We did it. We escaped the joint family—the nosy aunts, the meddling elders, the lack of privacy. We got our freedom. We got our space. We got our 2BHK boxes in the sky. We also got grandparents dying alone. Mothers collapsing without help. Fathers who can't name their own feelings. Children raised by screens who don't know their grandfather's village. Young professionals so lonely they forget why they're alive.
But hey, at least no on