Ms. Typewriter

Why aren't boys given the right to cry? Why aren't girls given the right to fly? Why a working man is epitome of success? Why a career oriented women is society's stress? Why are traditions only for ladies? Why are ceremonies only for gents? Why cooking is a mother's duty? Why earning is a father's responsibility? Why a single mother is frail in the society? Why a single father is supreme in the community? Why are wives silenced for raising their voice against oppression? Why are husbands judged for showing affection? Why are sons raised to be head of the family? Why  are daughter's raised as reason for every calamity? Why are all these gender rules so powerful? Why isn't the world so colourful and wonderful?

Some hide pain behind a smile, Some hide pain inside the walls, Some hide pain in their eyes, Some hide pain in the words, Some hide pain by helping others, Some hide pain by pushing others, Some hide pain by inspiring, Some hide pain by showing anger, Some hide pain by showering love, So many forms to hide a pain but it takes only a genuine heart to understand it.

Healing after a trauma is never easy. The abuser might have broke your confidence, your self respect and your happiness. You might feel like dark clouds have surrounded your life. You might think that these clouds will never subside. Your brain seems to be fogged by all those blames, insults and words. I won't say healing is easy. Its never easy. To heal, one has to accept the pain. But what most of us do is we don't accept our pain. We live with guilt , remorse and regret. These things will never allow us to move on. They are like a string which holds the kite. The kite moves only when the string is controlled. You have to cut off that string and learn to fly. Learn from your experiences. Never blame yourself for someone's mental condition. If an abuser keeps mentally torturing , then its definitely not your mistake. It shows his true colors. They will try their best to manipulate and blame you for no fault of yours. You will be like caught inside a web of lies

"I don't want to go back to that house."- Sneha was begging her parents. " If you don't want to go there, then you cannot stay here also. What will people say?"- Her father said sternly. "You have got such good in laws, such a caring and loving husband.You must be grateful for that. In every household there are such issues. Does that mean you should create dramas!" - her mother huffed. Finding no other way, she picked up her luggage and left.  "Sneha Biswal, a school teacher, was found dead by hanging herself by the ceiling fan." Read the news headlines. Her parents were wailing. Her narcissist husband acted well in displaying his fake emotions. Her in laws were shedding crocodile tears. The police closed her case as they couldn't find any records of physical abuse. Her diary laughed at all of them! Sneha's life was ended by the sweet poison which her husband fed her day by day through his fake love, sweet talks, insul