A Normal Life

Hey... helloo

I am... Nahh that's not important..

Why?

Because I also never knew why my name was given like this

Welll...

A lil intro won't hurt...

So I am the typical eldest daughter of my so called Indian "Sanskari " family..

Nd those who wonder what's "Sanskari".. Lemme tell u that's the word which made my life a living hell....

Do u remember what ur parents tell u when u fall or cry or throw tantrums

For many cases it will be like

: It's okay.. Don't cry !!!

: Don't worry it will be fine 😊

But do you know what kind of reply did I get

She is a girl... Of course she will cry... They tend to cry like this only...Leave her alone....

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Nd ya after hearing those lines.. u would have so far guessed.. What kind of family I do belong

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Drumrollss plsssssss

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yeahhh!! A typically stereotypical patriarchy minded family...

Where husband's God ,is everything...., Son is that..this nd of course a father for her daughter is an outreached personality whose words are commands to her

Nd what's normal in that?

Of course it was a normal for a teen who has lived her last 15 years like this...

Who has never known what is ryt or what is wrong... who doesn't know herself.. just know to follow orders.. where there are people coming nd going telling u that u r the pride of our family

Be a "Sanskari" ladki.. Serve an example.... Nd get married....

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Don't worry... I am not that pathetic it sounds... I did have people... who were there for me...

Thay were my two brothers, my aunt, my dog,my diary nd my pillow....

Ya three r human nd others r not... so what.. they at least listen to me... I am most comfortable wth them because they listen.. they don't reply but listen.. they don't judge.. they don't say.. they l-l-l-l-isten

Of course my dog sometimes give me some replies! Ya atleast one or two which I barely understand... nd I really thank my diary for not being angry with me when I tose her pages or spoiled half of it's pages or threw it... I guess she really knew what I was that I also didn't know or was too afraid to know... nd yes my pillow... it has listened hundreds nd thousands of tantrums.. of course I dirty it always because I don't know why when I hug him he's just so warm that I can't stop my tears... Nd yes my drools r also a part of that 🤤... But still they remain the closest of all

But still..

I did feel stifness in my heart as if something's hurting as if I don't want these things

I thought that was my parents love... I thought they could look at the same way they looked at my younger brother.. or maybe mother could feed me like he fed him or maybe father could pst my back when I do something good....

ohh.. that was something that can barely happen... because I am a daughter.. the eldest daughter...

is it because of my greed or is it that I am jealous??

I guess these were the feelings that stopped me from asking my parents why we were treated different.. back then

or it was my fault that I waited too. much for the ryt time to come nd it was too late...

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Will say the rest in the next chapter... Say tuned...

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