Scars on her legs

‘Give me a reason mom’, she said.
Myra, don’t make me feel that educating you and fighting for the same was a wrong decision on
my part shouted mother angrily.
What makes you say so? She said, just because I have fallen in love with someone who you and
your people don’t think fit, doesn’t prove anything.
Listening to all this came her father and there was a pin drop silence for a moment after which
she said, “Dad please once, for my sake meet him, you will”…” just go to your room,” said her
father interrupting her and she saying nothing took herself to her room and cuddled her only
the friend left in her own home, her pillow and wept till she fell asleep.

Next day Myra came out of her room and sat at the dining table to have her favorite morning
tea in which she had lost all her interest. She lost the taste for everything that did matter her before.
Sitting in front of her favorite cup of tea and staring in the cup she thought about the love her
parents showered on her every day till she came up with the story of ‘Paritosh’, the love of her
life. Now all she wanted was to experience his love for her by getting married to him. This dream
of her was not at all shared by her parents on grounds that Paritosh was a lower caste individual
and that, she should be married by their will, not hers. She sat there and stared and waited for
someone to console her, to listen to her, to become a companion, but to her dismay, she couldn’t
find a soul who would want to keep her out of her misery and who would ask her parents to love
her again selflessly, the way they did before.

For her parents were teachers in a government school she was left all alone in her house when
they left for school till she left for her clinic. That was the time when she used to talk to Paritosh
and made plans on how they would elope if they were not permitted to marry. But what? Was it a
righteous thing to do? She asked to herself looking at the mirror. For whatever she did or may
do, she can’t be so selfish as to flee with her partner and leave her parents just like that. Okay,
she fell in love but that is not a decision that we make in our lives, that thing just happens. But to
marry or not is a decision that she had a veto on. And she knew that she wants to marry Paritosh
with all her heart. But what of her parents? After explaining and trying to talk to her parents for
almost six long months she was shattered for she could not find a single ray of hope by the
behavior of her parents, and at times she was fearful as to what in all this rage and situation will
be the decision of her parents about her life.

“About her life”, yes you read correctly. This is myras life and that should work according to the
decisions she makes for herself, but as an educated girl, she also gave so much liberty to her
parents to intervene as she already knew that this has been their ways since her childhood.
Starting from her school to the types of clothes she would wear, the type of hairdo she will have,
and to the type of friends, she would have, the kind of movies that she will watch and the variety

of books that she will read, all was taken care of by her parents, and now to take such a big step
in her life how can she ask of her parents to not be a part of the same. All she asked for was the
due consideration of her feelings for Paritosh and himself as a person. She wanted her parents to
look into this without the bias of culture and society that they belong to. She wanted her parents to
take one decision in their life without the interference of the societal norms; moreover, she
wanted them to at least consider her mature enough to make some decisions on her own.
After all the talks that were going in nowhere, one day, the very first time in her life she shouted
at her parents and asked them why did you make me study when I still can’t take a decision about
my life on my own? That all of her studies is useless when her own parents don’t think her to be
capable enough to decide what is good and what is bad for her.

Now that nothing else worked she found her companion in a notepad that is always kept at her
table in her clinic. She wrote all sorts of things that came to her mind and just tore that paper of
and threw it in a dustbin, that way she was at peace with all that was happening and all that she
wanted to do and undo.

Now to keep a close eye on her activities she was visited by her father every day at her clinic.
This was not enough for her father that he asked her to open her clinic only for two hours in the
morning and one hour in the evening and ask the patients in an emergency to pay a visit at her home
instead. Everything was acceptable but not this. She did all she could to get freedom from these
timely constraints but all she had in replies was silence and no replies.

On top of all that was happening, her parents made a commitment to marry her to their friend’s
son who was a shopkeeper in the same place she lived. To her, this news came as a horror. At
once she went to her parents to ask for the reason for such a hasty resolution to which her father
replied that, her elder sister is coming tomorrow to take her to shop for the wedding
ceremony that is fixed to happen in a week. Crying and in anger, she shouted, ‘what made you do
this’? ‘Why was I not told about all of this’? To this, her father came up and slapped her
exclaiming that we gave you life and all you can do now is leave us some sort of respect to living
our life happily and die in content. To listen to this from her father took her to a place from where
there was no escape. She never thought that loving someone and realizing that was so difficult in
the world whose very pillars were loved itself. She couldn’t comprehend the loose ends of every
question that she asked from her parents and moreover she could not comprehend as to what
made her parents change so drastically overnight and that how can they be so selfish and
consumed up by the desire to try and fit into the annals of the society that they live in. What
happened to those ears that waited for her tongue to woggle? what happened to those warm arms
of her father? What happened to that ever comforting lap of her mother? Why is this desire of
hers making her parents so uncomfortable who always looked forward to fulfilling her each and
every wish? Above all, she couldn’t realize the difference between the “individual for society” or
“society for individual”.


All she knew was that she failed her love, she failed her parents for her love and that she failed
herself. For a girl to enter into the womanhood like this took a great toll on her mental health
from which it was difficult to recover and that her marriage lasted only for months. She however
recuperated and continued to practice and live her life elsewhere, where she was all free.
Whatever she did with her life was all her decision and for that she never blamed anyone but she
also has something in mind that asks her why all that happened? And what for? what did it give
to anyone who was involved or not? Except for misery and pain that was inflicted on all the
people, it gave peace to no one. Then why do we do what we do? Why can’t we sit back and
come up with the resolutions that are in everyone’s favor and above all why can’t we understand
that some things just happen and that every feeling of every individual should be duly considered
and should be respected?

Whatever she might be doing, the scars on her souls and on those tiny legs, when she ran to her
parent's arm in her childhood will stay forever and ever. These scars will not only form the basis of
herself changing as an individual but will also change the way people look at marriage and to
what extent caste of an individual should play a role in this holy alliance.

Age is just a number!

A tiger never stops hunting for food, a bee never stops sucking on nectar, a peacock never stops dancing, a bird never stops flying. Wait! Are we missing out on someone? Oh yes! Humans.  We, humans, do age and it is but a reality but the way animal kingdom follows its basic activities why do we stop loving, after all, love is what makes us different from other species on earth. Now I am not saying that a cow doesn’t love it calf or to any mother in the whole of the animal kingdom but not getting deep into this topic I will say they are bound by emotions that come naturally while you become a mother and procreate. As is also said human is a social animal and being social comes with caring and loving for each other than why do we stop doing just this and why are we regulated by some preset age-related boundaries. First of all who made these boundaries? They were but individuals of our own species. But with the lapse of time, we all have learned about freedom and choosing something on our free will. Then why do we are made a victim of social stigma related to love or say marrying at an age that is not deemed rational by our society? Why can’t we be modern in thinking that loving someone can never be guided by our age? It is a feeling that we are born with and that we must always do no matter what our age is.
There are many known examples of people getting out of this constricted bubble of thinking and have found love no matter their age. Kareena Kapoor Khan, Abhishek Bachchan, Priyanka Chopra Jonas and there is but a galaxy of some such individuals and believe me they come from all walks of life and profession. They may be lawyers, politicians, doctors, and anyone. I have to say this because the examples given above are all actors and we all know very well, the stereotypes coming with being an actor. But I will just use them as examples because they are very well known. All I would say is you should just believe in your vision and everything becomes clear. People will say, and their work is but speaking all shit, that you can never even think of. But is your love so weak that it can’t even go through this battle of worldly mediocrity?
It all started with a big bang and yet now the earth has not stopped providing us. Then why do we think so much before starting and get going? Why do we think of retiring from what we do or what is our basic character as humans? Like earth and all of its life, we as humans, should be much more believing in chances and, missing out on opportunities just for the sake of age and what will the society call this? is but highly uneducated of you. Because you may come up with all sorts of mediocre reasons but it will take just some courage to realize love once, maybe with a person who doesn’t suit the standards of your society and that thing I tell you will become the best part of your life that you will ever live. It will be the best of all the adventures that you have ever had.

I choose to forgive you

I choose to forgive you!

As humans you are bound to make mistakes and that you do every other minute of every other day. But what if you are not forgiven for what you do? What if you are accounted for every wrong you do? Yes, this may lead you ending up all alone and miserable. Now people say that they are fine being solitary and that it never makes them miserable. But I tell you the truth, the very existence of human life depends on their civilization and human is but a social animal. Human civilization was never made by people sitting in oblivion but by their association and to have that association work, the only mantra is forgiven and forget.

Now mistake is a very subjective topic. What you see as a mistake might be just another norm in someone elses  life. As a child,d you commit so many mistakes everyday but do your parents ever become even late in forgiving you? The answer would be “NO” probably.

In our live,s we learn many more things from our parents than we can ever learn from our schools that is because right from our childhood we have been seeing them and with time they become our idols. We try and follow the same footsteps, then the question is what makes us not forgive and forget others as our parents usually do with us? Why cant we follow our idol in that way too?

However big a mistake can be, we can always do one thing is forgiving because that way we are actually liberating ourselves from the continuous nuisance that the subconscious recycling of that thing causes in us and the resulting anxiety that our mind become prey to. So whats the point in keeping the crap that ultimately harms you in your mind?

Above all, what has happened is past and we should always keep our present at priority by not letting our past influence our present in a wrongful manner. Let your present be free of any unpleasantness from the past. Yes, we all are into an ongoing process and our past has a role to play in the person we become today or shall be in our near future. But we can always as humans decide on what kind of experience should really be shaping us and keeping all the negatives for the future has never helped anyone. To cry on we can have enough topics every other second and be full of anguish and disgust but do we really want that, or do we just want to move on with the world? So lets take a pledge and cut some slack on ourselves by forgiving and most importantly forgetting others.

I hope you now have enough reasons to say it out loud with me – “I choose to forgive you!”  

A Soulmate

A relationship not depending merely upon the exchange of rings but that of thoughts, bond transparency of which surpasses mere knot of some fabric, a reliance that doesn't necessarily need a declaration in the name of religion or exchange of vows and that which is beyond the made-up concepts of humans. A person with whom your relationship looks up for the above-mentioned horizons can be your soulmate.

Now not every bond you share is your soulmate and not always will that person be your better half. This person can be anyone with whom you realize your self-worth, with whom you feel homely, the one who energizes you beyond words and become your strength to face the world. And believe me, not everyone is blessed with a soulmate but if you have one in your life, savor their bond. They are a priceless possession, never lose them.

Nowadays we offer ever decreasing time schedules for the people who really care for us. We tend to befall for the people who aren’t really worth our time. Like, take our own mothers for instance, as they will understand us and we, knowing this fact try to belittle their importance every other day. We become generalized dealing with them and that becomes our biggest fault because we start seeing the world keeping this fact in mind and we try to fit everyone in the standards of our mother. We make wrong choices in the process.

We become real late in deciding on what really matters us, in this aspect of life we as humans have become a tortoise. We ask for more, our expectations with generous people like our mother's increases. We should realize that it’s a world of giving and take and that’s but a harsh reality.
Thus to have a soulmate kind of a bond we need to become one and as they say, the study starts at home. So try not generalizing people on the basis of their availability, be happy in what is being offered, don’t want for what will never be yours, value what you already have in your life, let these soulmates of yours not slip away from your hand in the run for what may never end up as one.

Believe me, you are always surrounded by ample opportunities you need to just be the one to get one.