I was raised by a rebellious homemaker grandmother, who taught me to dream. If I ever marry compromising my career, she WILL haunt me. This story is inspired by our bond forged with mythical stories of the supernatural that she would narrate. In the ‘Upside down’ realm of the supernatural, boundaries of caste, class, religion, gender don’t matter. The irony is- home should be a boundary-less space, but most women are restricted in their married homes. This is a fantastical cautionary tale, told by one woman to another, to claim her married-home, as her own space, before it’s too late.