Life is the most precious gift that you've got. Don't waste it. The most unfortunate thing is that, you won't even have a chance to regret upon it's worth. It's just a matter of seconds you'll go on to a switch off mode forever, unknowingly. All your dreams, desires and goals will end up in one go as the hourglass sand moves. That's all it takes. Still the materialistic world attracts most of the people, we're sentient beings and it's natural.
Well, with a psychological approach, knowing the purpose of life matters at this moment of time. Every human being is special, for a specific purpose. It's just that we get diverted over time. There's nothing in this world you can't achieve. You gotta choose for yourself. Living a life with a clear vision towards what you want to achieve or a clueless life like someone lost at sea. Your bold decisions and brave deeds will lead you to your success story.
People always want to hear that buzzing in their ears, “well played”. But oopsies, that's the rarest case. Most of the time you'll get naysayers. And you know what, that's your real rivalry, the time to test your strength and capabilities. Even if you'll fail, you'll get up stronger next time. Believe this, no one makes you stronger than your foe. So it's upon your vision towards how you want to be in this merciless world, with a ‘well played’ or a ‘it can't be done’? _____________________________________________
Come let me tell you my story // You can call me a survivor of acid attack Stop there don't pity me coz I'm a fighter you know The reason of this attack is still unknown to myself "What can a simple girl coming from a middle class background do someone to get this scar of lifelong", I question this myself everyday You know while lying in hospital bed with pain so unbearable all over my body I could hear my family weeping Don't let your imagination run wild coz they were crying not because of how much pain I was in but about "Who would marry me"?and what not Should I think they were worried about my future to keep my mind at ease So my heart will not feel so cold // Finally the day came when I was discharged, they handed me a present for my recovery I guess you all might have imagined what I received -flowers, jewelry you think so It was a simple shawl to cover my face so I may not scare people away but who would tell them that the beast who attacked me is freely walking somewhere without covering their face // The pain of burning sensation is still bearable unlike the look of fear, disgust, pity, hatred in the eyes of people feels unbearable They see me like a "monster" I remind myself that I have to live in this society till my last breath So accepting that look of disgust is the only solution and so with all my courage what I do is "smile" back at their faces // Let me tell you a secret I don't dare to look in the mirror with fear I may not be able to accept myself Yet to face the society so it may not look down upon me I put up a smile If one day I become courageous to accept myself while smiling in front of mirror // Will this society change their way of seeing me? And accept my face like before Will this society stop treating me like a culprit? Will my own family accept me without conditions? Will you all be able to love me with this scar? Will you all let me live freely? I question this to the heartless people of society..
Papa seems so happyyy, He kissed me and i could see His happy happy tears fighting To come out but he is not allowing. I could see mumma peeking so that She could see me from Papa's arms. It is such a beautiful moment. I am so excited to be part of Such a beautiful world and family. Until I got to know being a girl gonna Be so much tough. But I could see happiness and love in my Parents eyes. Why others are not congratulating and happy like my parents and why Only patting my father's shoulder. Maybe there must be something. I am getting older I started saying Maa And everyone is so happy. Mumma buys me beautiful skirts And dresses and everybody loves it. Until something happened and my Whole life is changed. I started menstruating "Dear,now you are not just a girl Now you are Woman You must know how to take care of Yourself. Dont let anyone touch you or Dont talk to boys" My mom said. Now nobody likes my short skirts and dresses Many people strangely looks at me And pass some random comments. I dont know how suddenly people Transform their thoughts. This world looks so cruel and I feel so let out. People judgements affects me Their thoughts haunts me ,And I dont know how to react. And whenever I try talking about this To someone they find excuse Saying every girl have to go through this. Yes every girl fight with these evil thoughts but what about me? Saying this will reduce my pain? I somehow managed all this Then later they say, Daughters are responsiblity This is not there home They have to settle with some Unknown guy which earlier was not allowed to talk with. Now forced to live with him. Ma, this is not my home? I lived here more than 20 years And now this is not my home? And somewhere I never lived is My home now? Will they accept that now its my home? "Yes, they will. They want you, you complete their family and they will love you more than us." I nodded. I again accepted it and get married. Other day my mother in law said, " We gave dowry of 30 lacs To my elder daughter and now look she is So much happy in her life." And then I remember what my mother Said that now "this gonne be your home" But Mom, why they need other materialistic Things when i came here where no one knows me, i dont know them I dont even know what they think of me I dont know what expectation i have To fulfill. I am here to complete a family Breaking myself into two equal halves. But now this is what my life looks like. I cant be more stressful to my family Which have now sent their liability to Some other family. And Now they are giving me a place to live How could I hurt their expectations. But the only thing i wanna know is Which home is mine? Whenever I talk with my husband why he says "This is not your father's home you cant do Anything without my permission." I stay silent and wonder so which home Is mine? And when i am pregnant for 3 months why my mother in law said with such confirmation and smile I know this would be our Son and will light up our home. The one who did all the compromises and Sacrifices is still unwanted. The one who accept every harsh reality is still Undesirable. Why girls are unwanted when they are the ones who gave life to other humans. They bear unbearable pain every month to gave a birth to a baby and still not respected. And when they again says, "Mubarak ho beti hui hai" I understand the irony why people don't congratulate because they don't deserve the greatest blessing they got.
Kudos to those women who go through with this everyday. :) Be a strong woman and raise a strong woman
Kindly don't write beautiful without even reading :) Skip if you want,It hardly matters.
I've lost the will and sense to talk— to talk to anyone; I'd rather stare at the walls, because they listen patiently, with changing moods as the dusk falls over the room, but you laugh at my miseries; you giggle when I say I am sad, but then you post stories on Instagram about suicidal awareness, that's just how fickle you are; what has happened to us and how did this come through, when did empathy become this trick you'd replace with a circus act and earn good money; I've lost all will, and trust in you, I'm on my own and to have thought that you and I were sailing in the same boat was my folly, and I paid a price; talking isn't helping, it's becoming shallow, perhaps, it's happening what happens with an overused mechanism, it has become rusty, annoys me to no extent, I think I'm losing sanity, but I can still hear you laughing.