What makes this society so important that even your own close one's worry about the conciouenses. No I am not talking about the evils in the society, which by the way should be what we should worry about. But at the end of the day, its the the non-concicuencial, minute things which make us a prey to our our own hypocrisy.
For a girl of a 'society defined' marriageable age, my mother is most worried about that new pimple on my face which popped up, maybe because of something i did or not do. The reasons change every time and even the doctors advise is set aside. Well , who cares about what the doctor says, he just has a few 'massively expensive' college degrees and has treated a gazillion people maybe. The best part! it was the same mother who begged you to visit this specific doctor for his advise and medication and made you follow it to the dot. Well, I am sure you relate it to someway or the other.
Given the fact I am not an ideal ' miss India' candidate, a little fat here and there, a little mark on my face and of-course an occasional terrorizing pimple. But my dear 'society burdened' parents believe that it will be impossible to find a match for me otherwise. I sometimes wonder if I leave it to my parents, will I be marrying because its the right guy or because society is looking for a mockery yet again.
I just do not know if i should give up or put a little more fight? But will I ever be able to please anyone? Will anyone be truly happy to see me or when they think of me? Will I ever be good enough for this thirsty society? Pause. Will I Be good enough.
Maybe not, maybe never. But it breaks my spirit, my confidence when the my own people look at me with disgust because I do not suit a profile they have imagined and I should fit in it. It kills me to know I let down the people I love the most and nothing I do will actually be ever good enough.
But I believe there is some fight left in me to try and ignore the impulse walking the path laid down for you to maybe build my own road. Maybe it will lead into a dead end and nothing will ever come out of it. Well, mostly its going to be nothing but a failure. Should I still fight? all alone? Just for that hope that one day they just might understand?
Its a long shot. But Worth it?
For a girl of a 'society defined' marriageable age, my mother is most worried about that new pimple on my face which popped up, maybe because of something i did or not do. The reasons change every time and even the doctors advise is set aside. Well , who cares about what the doctor says, he just has a few 'massively expensive' college degrees and has treated a gazillion people maybe. The best part! it was the same mother who begged you to visit this specific doctor for his advise and medication and made you follow it to the dot. Well, I am sure you relate it to someway or the other.
Given the fact I am not an ideal ' miss India' candidate, a little fat here and there, a little mark on my face and of-course an occasional terrorizing pimple. But my dear 'society burdened' parents believe that it will be impossible to find a match for me otherwise. I sometimes wonder if I leave it to my parents, will I be marrying because its the right guy or because society is looking for a mockery yet again.
I just do not know if i should give up or put a little more fight? But will I ever be able to please anyone? Will anyone be truly happy to see me or when they think of me? Will I ever be good enough for this thirsty society? Pause. Will I Be good enough.
Maybe not, maybe never. But it breaks my spirit, my confidence when the my own people look at me with disgust because I do not suit a profile they have imagined and I should fit in it. It kills me to know I let down the people I love the most and nothing I do will actually be ever good enough.
But I believe there is some fight left in me to try and ignore the impulse walking the path laid down for you to maybe build my own road. Maybe it will lead into a dead end and nothing will ever come out of it. Well, mostly its going to be nothing but a failure. Should I still fight? all alone? Just for that hope that one day they just might understand?
Its a long shot. But Worth it?
