From a Daughter

Dear parents,

Today as I was glancing through my childhood album, I went back to the memory lane. Memories kept flashing through my mind like a black and white movie. Every picture had endless stories behind. I smiled at it. Maybe it was a genuine smile after so many years. You were happy when I was born, isn't it? Then, why did it upset you when I reached my mid-twenties. You were only bothered about society and its double standards.
 Why? 
Was I a burden to you? 
Was it my fault that I was born as a daughter?

I never had complaints with you. You gave me the best. But, when it came to marriage , you failed to give me the best. Your decision changed my destiny. I was pushed into a hell which looked like heaven to many. 

The first time when I went through abuse, I kept quiet. Because I didn't want to trouble you. I didn't want to bother you. It continued and when I no longer could take it, I sought your help. But your words just shattered my world. "Adjust , compromise and sacrifice" these were your advice. 
You didn't think for once, if I could adjust, why would I complain to you?
You didn't think for once, if I could compromise, why would I be worried?
You didn't think for once, if I could sacrifice, why would I be unhappy?
Ask for yourselves, haven't I adjusted in my since childhood? 
Haven't I gave my dreams for your happiness?
Haven't I sacrifice my favorite thing because you couldn't afford it?
Now, when I am sharing something, why aren't you hearing it?

I sometimes feel, like I am burden. 
A burden to you.
A burden to him.
I sometimes feel, like I don't have an identity.
I am your daughter.
I am his wife.
Who am I exactly?
I am a girl with dreams,
I am a girl with emotions,
I need love to survive,
I need care to live!

You have started observing lately. I have turned into a mute system! You did ask for the reason. But I don't want to share!
Why should I,when the ultimate answer you give is to be quiet and move?
Why should I share my worries, when all you have to do is to push me more than my patience level?
Why should I even speak, when my words are only mere words for you?

I feel like venting out my frustration!
I feel like screaming out loud!
Why? Why? Why?
Why did I allow you to take decisions of my life?
Why did I be an obedient daughter and fall into the pit?
I just want you to support me! 
I just want you to trust me!
Is that wrong to expect from you?

I know you regret your decisions. But its too late now. What you could do now is support me and help me move on. What you could do now is just listen to me. What you could so now is treat me as a human being and not someone as a threat to the society. 

I hope you would accept your divorced daughter and a single mother. I hope you would stand up for her whenever she needs. I hope you would become an inspiration to every parent whose daughter has gone through abuse and spoke about it. I hope this world would be as rosy for those daughters whose emotions are crushed under patriarchy and traditions.

With a heavy heart,
From your broken daughter.


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