Instant Feeling!!!
Really tough to realize that d best phase of d lifetime is gone….Childhood, School and College days have vanished and now we are in the crucial stage….standing on a knife that has sharp edges on both sides..(yea rite tis sentence has been copied from a tamil song)…at times songs do convey the truth..now Y am I writing tis blog..a big question mark coz I don ve any particular topic to discuss abt coz ma mind is clouded with the fact tat am 21 …..n jus 79 more to go….I mean 79 doesn’t matter however 21 matters a lot..I could c the difference when ppl treat me lik a grown up ..tat’s obvious and tat’s how a 21 year old gal has to b treated and I don’t really lik it tat way. I used to really feel happy and proud to answer ppl who ask me tis question, “What are u doin nw”, n ma reply ud b,” Yeah m doin ma first year in Engineering ECE Dept, n then the answer turned out to be “Second year, third year n final year”, Now I hate replyin for the same question, ”Hi, What are you doing rite nw?”, “Yea, I ve completed Engineering ”, Oh Gosh I hate tis answer…n then they ask, so “hmmm hw abt Job or higher studies ” n I say “Yeah I m placed n gonna work”, hmmm thank god relieved but wat the heck ud b the next question n it turns out to b the same , they ask me ”What’s next”, I do have an idea of giving tis answer, “Hmmm pls don bug me wit such questions, stay away”, still got to be a well mannered gal so ma answer ud be “Yea I tld u rite, hmmm I m gonna work” , n the question session s not over …”Yea after tat”, so I get the point …”NEXT,NEXT,NEXT” yea so the word means “MARRIAGE”, hmmm finally they want me to tel them tat next ud be “MARRIAGE”, Huh..I don understand the fact if relations are meant to be marriage brokers at times…n tis is the reason I hate going to marriages…I wish I remain Invisible in such places or may be a time machine cud help me to get back to the past or may b relations cud suffer a short time memory loss at such instance n dey frget abt the word “Marriage”..I jus wanna knw one thing y 90% of d gals r always treated like a machine where they do bear an agenda the whole life,” 5-17years meant to be school life, 18-21 (namesake for a degree just to end up in a literate groom), n then no break direct landing to Marriage life…What do they even knw? Elders pl do give them a break….The reason for havin ended up in tis topic is tat yesterday I went to a marriage of ma friend, “I stress on tat word, coz she’s of ma age”, We weren’t too close yet a hi and bye meant a lot.. she’s ma aunt’s colleague’s daughter…We used to greet each other wit a wide concave curve on our faces n tis lasted until I came to knw tat she’s goin to get married…I mean I didn’t get a chance to meet her for a long while n I met her yesterday as a married woman, She looked at me as though I was a kid n I did love it n I looked at her as a grown up, may b the word “aunty “ ud suit…nt by looks it’s only by her status “MARRIED”…I really felt weird coz I jus had a feeling if I had to wish her for her 8th semester results that were out yesterday morning or If I had to wish her for her marriage wit an artificial concave curve that ud turn out convex at any moment…”Happy Married Life” n she gives me tis dialogue really weird, “Thank you” wit a sad face as though I gave her a gift tat she hated the most”, tis is weird coz it’s really a short one. I expected lot more…huh Am I dreamin or something? She’s been a great frnd who used to be a lot more bubbly whenever I meet her , her talks used to make me fly n now once she has attained the status “Married”, she jus says “Thank u”, hmm okie may b I m still a kid who bears a status “Unmarried” n tis s really a cool one better than the previous one…okie so I m lost in tis blog n I am really not into the topic n I ‘ll never until ppl realize tat gals r not meant to be machines n they r humans….they do have their own wishes n they ud want to do a lot more for themselves, family n society. Pl do not crush their wishes n treat them lik empty hearted humans…..Guys who read tis a kind favour pl, “Neva attempt to marry a gal who s too too young, give them a break…b a bit outta the box n try not to crush their feelings, understand them, they need to face a lot more challenges in the outside world”, tis blog is dedicated to all ma frens who ve really gone through a tough time sayin “Yes “ to instant marriages. I really knw tat I ve scribbled something here but I do knw tat those who read tis blog ud be able to understand the actual hidden feelin of a gal….the delicate wishes tat she has in her heart…..somethin like “Mom n dad, here’s ma first month salary, I ve got you a gold jewellery mum n dad I hve gt u a wonderful watch” n the parents in turn hug their daughter (irrespective of the gifts, tat was jus an example) havin the same feelin wen they had 20 years back while holding the wonderful tiny life in their hands……seein the most beautiful smile, tiny hands n legs , they literally drive themselves 20 years back..tat sort of a feelin is to be treasured, the tears r to b treasured…these r some of the few stuffs gals ud wanna feel..wen ud they even learn to face the world, face the humiliations ..understand the ppl around them…prove their capability…show their care to the society..b a part of good deeds happenin in the world….satisfyin their own wishes, likes right from chocolates to dresses, any silly wish on the earth..wen ud all these b fulfilled unless they stand in their own legs..supportin their parents n wat els ud b the most happiest moment other than tis…….Tis is all possible wen the gal is allowed to take decisions on her own n lead a life as she wishes..n stay outta d box…breakin the fear that prevails around her….n Tellin “YES” or “NO” what ever her heart feels n not forced to react by her surroundings…Jus like the funny oxymoron clearly misunderstood, exact estimate, small crowd, act natural, found missing, fully empty here comes the best part of it “HAPPILY MARRIED” (this is meant only for early marriages)… So gals do take wise decisions before you step into the next phase of life….
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