My Piece for the day

Nothing introduces you to patriarchy like marriage. Even if it is too late, once you see it, you just can't unsee it again. When it comes to biology, the only thing that is unrevervisble is a man and a woman's reproductive system, the ability to bring a child into the world and the ability to feed him/her.  The rest of it... I don't get it anymore. Don't you think it is strange, women are worshipped for fertility yet discriminated for the blood that bears its symbol . The worst of the marriage victims find themselves in ashes, with bruises or at times a penetrating uterus, so I guess an identity conflict is far too trivial to comprehend.  Photo courtesy: ChatGPT  Any time a woman raises an eyebrow, it is not necessarily a sign of troubled family or failed marriage. Maybe it is just a student, a story-teller or a wallflower observing from the hinges. While my own conflicts seem too first-world, I don't yet have the creative licence to share many of the st...

I know it’s cliché, yet deeply sad—and almost absurd—how easily we forget to value what we already have. Sometimes when you look at the world, all you can see are your own deficits. In the middle of that pain and chaos, you forget the most important thing you’re holding onto: love. I think I did that too. I took you for granted, almost like a given. I forgot how incredibly lucky I was to find love on the very first try. No confusion. No baggage. No heartbreaks. No comparisons, no choosing between people. I don’t think we realise how rare one-man-one-woman love stories are—no frogs to kiss before you find your prince. Two cartoons who together are a force to reckon with. Image courtesy - ChatGPT  Don’t get me wrong, but you are not my knight in shining armour. You’d probably send me to sword lessons myself. You’re something better. An equal. Accommodating. Loving. Understanding. My life partner. My best friend. Nothing has given me more purpose than falling in love with ...

I know all my problems are first-world. But, I am certain, I deserve days that are my own. There is nothing in the world that makes you miss your mom like that first year of marriage...as you are infactuated with love, you are equally prone to losing your sense of self.  Even if it becomes the root cause of all my misery, writing, expression and love is what I bring to the table. Yet, you have no idea how much I have missed taking out this one day for this little child in me. A nice living room looks nice, but that is all it is to me. How do you explain the freedom of getting to watch a movie without worrying about your next day, waking up through the night to finish your first anime, writing a blog after what feels like ages, finally getting to complete a poem, that actually rhymes and makes you proud. Those are the little things I live for. I am completely sure, I can't love until I feel completely at ease and am in absolute love with myself. I can't pray until I find my voic...

Akhil you know I can't go a long time without writing you love letter but am too lazy to visit a post office..so this one is for you... Everytime I am told I am stupid for choosing my passion, I just wanna look at you, remind myself and know we got this and will always find a way... Every time I feel alone or down, seek validation or feel the need to prove myself or my worth...I may take my time but ultimately every ride has taught me how I have my biggest champion at home. Chahe uss din wo kitchen mein bitaye 12 ghante hon ya hours spent on the most basic blog...even if noone else could see, you were the one cheering me on. Even if you were the one taking care of it all, you always ensured I knew we were a team.  At a time, when I almost felt invisible, u were the one who reminded me I mattered. Listened to my rants and then scolded me when u could not see me stay sad anymore. Even if a part of me was torn, you made sure I finally had fun at a wedding.  When I fel...