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"Some things in life aren't meant to be together". cotton and fire , petroleum and fire , the passion with which it burns is extreme but in the end one consumes the other and the one consumed will be in a position to sacrifice its life also.
"Be submissive " hearing this feels like a order. isn't it? But that's what the society wanted from her,"to be submissive ".Even before exploring what life is , she was driven to a different side of life. It was her final year in college, while everyone else was discussing what they are going to pursue after the degree,Ratna was indulged in the thoughts of how to run a family.
she was an energetic, enthusiastic and lively young girl, but a simple decision without her concern made her sit ideal for a long, very long time. Vasanth was a guy from a well off family, his parents asked for Ratna's hands even before she completing her degree.
"Haaa, the first proposal. don't you dare reject the first proposal, because you won't be able to find a better match if you reject this" all the superstitions of the neighbouring aunties started playing games in Ratna's life.
Ratna's parents also accepted the proposal without giving a second thought nor asking for her opinion about it. kudos to the typical arranged marriage system. With lifeless emotions, shattered dreams and broken heart ,she accept for the marriage. well No, she was forced to accept the marriage.
Well, you really don't know how many experts are there in the society until you prepare for a marriage. Every single aunt and uncle in our circle will share their expert opinions about the bride and the groom but no one will speak about asking the bride and the groom for their concerns regarding their marriage.
Isn't it their marriage?
The wedding was no less then a royal wedding, spending lakhs and lakhs for that one day.
The question is whether all these brought her all the happiness in a marital life?
Even she questioned it with wet eyes, even harder and deep hurt in heart while Journalising about her day.
she remembered the day when she walked into the house where she felt like an alien. She didn't have a room on her own, she had to share that room with a totally unknown person, well a typical stranger in her case. Her parents weren't there, her pet wasn't there, not even a single thing that she was familiar with and enjoyed was there.
This was a all new place ,with all new people. she stayed in her room all day without knowing what to do. All that she knew now was to cook good food ,that was what she was taught also. To prepare good food and take a nice position in her husband's heart.But is it the same thing for guys also, are they given any lessons to have a good place in their wife's heart. I wonder.
The first touch that came from vasanth made her nervous, conscious and a bit uncomfortable too. But "be submissive " was what running in her mind all the time ,when he proceeded on. Denying anything that a man wants was a big No No in her upbringing and neighbouring. when a girl denies something she will be considered unfit for a marital life and will be give a tag " arrogant ".
But isn't it her wish ? Isn't that her body? she owns it and she has every right to decide what she wants and what not. with that " be submissive " still running in her mind , she realized that she wasn't comfortable enough to proceed further with her man physically. she drifted away and shook her head signaling a No.
Great images get broken within no seconds, all the expert opinion about her man fell in well within no time. know why? That's what she was journalising with teary eyes.
Cupping your girls face with atmost passion and love will make her blush, will make her feel your love for you. But wait, is it always? Ratna was saying no, cupping her face hard, rubbing her cheeks harder , lust filled in his eyes , fear gushing through her eyes, forcing was the range of love that she experienced.
when she thought she would be carenessed like flower, she ended up in the reality of being crushed like the same flower. she accused all the poets for using petals as metaphors to lips, when hers got crushed by him and blood oozing out from them. "Growing long hair is beautiful until you marry, but it is the first weapon that your man will use against you, holding them hard, pulling them and much more. No long hairs are beautiful if your life isn't." she wrote.
Was that all she suffered? Ho ,no . bruise buried under her smile. 6 yards of silky gift by her mother covering her cuts. No one to hear her nor to walk her out from hell she was facing.
Realisations will hit you hard, when reality hits you harder. "Be submissive " is not a mantra to be followed, it's a state of pushing ourselves into helplessness. No expert who gave expert opinion about her man has ever lead their life together with him like her. No uncle / aunty who said " He will the best match for you" , has slept with him or her . Nobody has taken his beatings, ...
"Be submissive " hearing this feels like a order. isn't it? But that's what the society wanted from her,"to be submissive ".Even before exploring what life is , she was driven to a different side of life. It was her final year in college, while everyone else was discussing what they are going to pursue after the degree,Ratna was indulged in the thoughts of how to run a family.
she was an energetic, enthusiastic and lively young girl, but a simple decision without her concern made her sit ideal for a long, very long time. Vasanth was a guy from a well off family, his parents asked for Ratna's hands even before she completing her degree.
"Haaa, the first proposal. don't you dare reject the first proposal, because you won't be able to find a better match if you reject this" all the superstitions of the neighbouring aunties started playing games in Ratna's life.
Ratna's parents also accepted the proposal without giving a second thought nor asking for her opinion about it. kudos to the typical arranged marriage system. With lifeless emotions, shattered dreams and broken heart ,she accept for the marriage. well No, she was forced to accept the marriage.
Well, you really don't know how many experts are there in the society until you prepare for a marriage. Every single aunt and uncle in our circle will share their expert opinions about the bride and the groom but no one will speak about asking the bride and the groom for their concerns regarding their marriage.
Isn't it their marriage?
The wedding was no less then a royal wedding, spending lakhs and lakhs for that one day.
The question is whether all these brought her all the happiness in a marital life?
Even she questioned it with wet eyes, even harder and deep hurt in heart while Journalising about her day.
she remembered the day when she walked into the house where she felt like an alien. She didn't have a room on her own, she had to share that room with a totally unknown person, well a typical stranger in her case. Her parents weren't there, her pet wasn't there, not even a single thing that she was familiar with and enjoyed was there.
This was a all new place ,with all new people. she stayed in her room all day without knowing what to do. All that she knew now was to cook good food ,that was what she was taught also. To prepare good food and take a nice position in her husband's heart.But is it the same thing for guys also, are they given any lessons to have a good place in their wife's heart. I wonder.
The first touch that came from vasanth made her nervous, conscious and a bit uncomfortable too. But "be submissive " was what running in her mind all the time ,when he proceeded on. Denying anything that a man wants was a big No No in her upbringing and neighbouring. when a girl denies something she will be considered unfit for a marital life and will be give a tag " arrogant ".
But isn't it her wish ? Isn't that her body? she owns it and she has every right to decide what she wants and what not. with that " be submissive " still running in her mind , she realized that she wasn't comfortable enough to proceed further with her man physically. she drifted away and shook her head signaling a No.
Great images get broken within no seconds, all the expert opinion about her man fell in well within no time. know why? That's what she was journalising with teary eyes.
Cupping your girls face with atmost passion and love will make her blush, will make her feel your love for you. But wait, is it always? Ratna was saying no, cupping her face hard, rubbing her cheeks harder , lust filled in his eyes , fear gushing through her eyes, forcing was the range of love that she experienced.
when she thought she would be carenessed like flower, she ended up in the reality of being crushed like the same flower. she accused all the poets for using petals as metaphors to lips, when hers got crushed by him and blood oozing out from them. "Growing long hair is beautiful until you marry, but it is the first weapon that your man will use against you, holding them hard, pulling them and much more. No long hairs are beautiful if your life isn't." she wrote.
Was that all she suffered? Ho ,no . bruise buried under her smile. 6 yards of silky gift by her mother covering her cuts. No one to hear her nor to walk her out from hell she was facing.
Realisations will hit you hard, when reality hits you harder. "Be submissive " is not a mantra to be followed, it's a state of pushing ourselves into helplessness. No expert who gave expert opinion about her man has ever lead their life together with him like her. No uncle / aunty who said " He will the best match for you" , has slept with him or her . Nobody has taken his beatings, ...
