It hurts. I am constantly being reminded of a T-shirt I once used to wear which would read " Change is the only thing constant." Really. At times life changes pretty fast. It would remain stagnant for years sometimes. I was not born with a silver spoon but a silver streak in the brain for sure. Its evident by the umpteen titles and laurels that sit like feathers on my cap. From a ranker in primary school to Miss Reubs flower queen to General secretary to Miss Delhi times 2008 -09 ( only to mention a few ).. I've had my share of multi-farious role playin.
I defy the norms set by people in our Indian Social System who in the veil of traditions, crush them to pieces by rapin their daughters and gettin them raped by other men old enough to be their father's bloody father, by killin innocent girls for just a bundle of papers they could've earned themselves, by burning poor girls for not bringin dowry, by gettin li'l girls married at an age when they should be gettin their barbies married, by tramplin the spirit of a wife who is expected to stand behind a man all her life to support him and ahead of him in dire straits or to bear the bullets of the creditors, by allowin sons to frickin roam about like a king and come back home with a criminal case and killin the dreams of daughters for whom sun is the only star and moon a dream only to be looked at from the house window. This is absurd. No this is actually funny. I could have a good laugh at it all day long.
Where are we headed sweetheart ? I was a daughter when my father would ask me not to do this, do that.. why ? dude, no decent guy would ask for my hand in marriage otherwise. I should protect my dignity ( my father's ) till I met my price charming. Well that was to happen soon. I met him. We're engaged seven months now. NOW - I am not expected to do this, do that because I represent two families. I need to protect my dignity ( their dignity ) till I bear kids. I am guessin I would have to protect this dignity for them as well, since they would want to walk around with their chin up amongst their friends. My kid would say " My mother is a dignified woman, a woman of substance. " Is it a vicious circle that's never goin to end ?
I thought I was different. I have a different approach to life. According to me, there are two kinds of people. 1. Who ape others 2. Who don't care to ape or be aped. To them life has a bigger, wider meaning. I belong to the latter group. I have a spiritual, a rather philosophical approach to life. I don't see people as people.. I see them as souls. Most of us wander about with no purpose. Its interesting to meet these spirits. They make you realize, you're not the only idiot on earth.
I always thought differently. Where girls in my school ducked their faces at the mere sight of boys, I deliberately played cricket with them. Why the hell would you hide away O feminine power ? You're the reason why we have a cricket pitch in the first place. It is you who gave birth to Sachin tendulkar, Virendra Sehwag and the whole cricket team. Even a dark Rajnikant plays fair cuz of you. Barack obama wouldn't smell the air in White house, had you been dead. Why do you fear your own output ? Why do you quiver at the sight of the one you held safe within you for months ? I pity you O power gone powerless. I feel sad.
Thursday, April 9, 2009
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