When I am working, I am ‘me from my organisation’. But when kiddie emergencies crop up, and become either ‘my sons’ Mom’, or one particular ‘son’s Mom’.
On those rare days when my maid condescends to inform me that she is not coming, instead of leaving me to find out when I get home, I am ‘bhabhi (sister-in-law). And when I am receiving couriers or bills, I become ‘Mrs. Hubby’.
Switching names and identities has almost become second nature to me now– I can shift in a jiffy.
Men have it so much easier. They only need to be themselves.