Dear Maa and Papa,
My marriage is just
round the corner and instead of waiting for it with bated breath and getting
indulged in the unbound shopping sprees, I am on pins and needles thinking of
stepping into a new phase of life that shall me commanded by me. No, I am not
afraid of shouldering my share of responsibilities, but I am a little nervous about
performing it well. I acknowledge that you will still be there for me with your
unwavering support, but this time, the command will be in my hands.
Today, I express my
sincere gratitude for raising me up in a way that is considered ideal for our
society. For a country that is so advanced as to send its spaceship to Mars yet
so backward, that it fails to protect its women from the wolves of the concrete
jungle, I feel privileged to be born in a family where I was given liberty to
choose life for myself. You gave me the wings, I chose my own flight and even
sky didn’t seem the limit. It stands to reason that one should have the command
of his own life, but in India, yes, it’s still a privilege.
Maa, I lived life of a
princess in your hand created palace. And I must admit, I was a spoilt brat. I
never really participated in household tasks. Trust me, every night I would
sleep taking a resolution that next day I would snatch the spatula from your
hand and relieve you from your kitchen duties. But next morning, laziness would
preside over my determination every time. Though still you never cribbed over
it. Soon I will be stepping into your shoes and become the queen while
pampering my prince/ princess, because it’s necessary for a healthy
development.
You never stopped me
from anything I wanted. Be it from selecting my career route to my life
partner. But that didn’t make you a credulous person either. Neither you pulled
the plug on me nor did you take everything I said on face value. You
scrutinized every situation carefully just to make sure I am not treading the
wrong path. Speaking of this, you never made me very vulnerable too. From an
early age, you let me fly from the cocoon and many a times I failed in my
flight, but I stood up and flied again with your support.
I fell many times
whenever I bumped into wrong choices. But it only made me stronger, more
prepared and cautious for the next time, learning from my previous mistakes. You
didn’t let me use you as a crutch every time. You didn’t want me to become
susceptible and always need someone for support. But you made sure you held my
hand and bring me back whenever you saw me disappearing into the oblivion. Yes maa,
it’s time to pass on the legacy of good nurturing to the future generation.
Papa, while all of us
made the most of the present and spent splendidly without worrying, you were
the one who created future for bhaiya and me. Whenever we demanded to study in prestigious
but uber expensive colleges which implied emptying a middle class man’s pocket,
you never frowned even once. You devoted your entire time to your future
commitments. And somehow I always knew, I would end up selecting a shadow of
yours. And it came true. While I am a woman who thinks about present, he is a
man who tries to secure future.
I just wanted to thank
both of you for your undivided attention and unparalleled love towards me. You
gave me the best of both the worlds. I don’t know if I will be able to meet the
standards unknowingly set by you, but I will definitely try to pass on the
environment to my kids where they would get a perfect concoction of
parents-pals relationship from me and my significant other.
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