SINK was the envy of all the women in the neighbourhood – ambitious, strong and successful.
Most of them were struggling with single parenthood, broken relationships and difficult marriages.
Secretly, she ridiculed the sympathy and support which they drew from the ecosystem.
Why could they never be meticulous, perfect and organized?
She did not like the nickname that they had given her either, SINK.
It meant – Single Income, No Kids. How would she have loved to have a family to admire her?
Inspired by Six Sentence Stories