One fine evening, the youngest daughter, perplexed by the idea of dowry and its repercussions on their family, approached the mother with her incessant questions. The woman chuckled, “You are my bricks of gold, darling. My daughters are no less than their weight in gold. When I gave my daughters to five families, I gave them pure gold.” The daughter was left speechless and could do nothing but embrace her mother tightly. That old woman was my grandmother-in-law (my husband’s nani).

Source: The Hindu October 11, 2019 15:22 UTC