“Bas, har cheez mein meri ghalati hai, Maa toh hai hi badnaam…” (I am always at fault), my mother would comment as I made her my punching bag for every misery in my life. “Why do we mothers have to take all the blame when it comes to our kids, Sanobar?” asked a friend of mine recently.
Thank you, Shazia. I needed to process your comment and take time to respond to it. Our stories are connected. Our experiences, shared. We're not alone ❤️
Thank you so much, Rajeev. I woke up with a terrible tummy pain the morning after I dispatched this essay. The likes, comments and DMs helped ease it a bit lol Funny right? You know what's right for you. But doing something that's never been done before, like questioning the godliness of parents in our culture, is always going to be scary. I'm always worried of a backlash. But, if we don't do it, then who will? Thank you, once again. We need eachother.
heyyy am sorry about the tummy pain but i sincerely hope you are feeling better now. the fear of the unknown in challenging the norms and orthodoxes comes with the territory but ts totally worth the effort as we wade through those uncharted waters and touch the shores of true light.. sorry i'll stop blabbering. ty for the brilliant response
Let's not hold back the 'blabbering' :) I know many a times my own writing feels like I'm simply blabbering when all we're really trying to do, is perhaps, make sense through the nonsense?
Tummy ache is a part of my writing process and you nailed it right - it is the fear that comes with challenging the norms. Which is why the likes and comments help with validation and support :)) Thank you for the cheer!
Thank you, Savvy. It wasn't easy. But I'm glad this transpired and happy that it came out from a place of love. Thank you, really, for the validation. It always helps.
Hmmmm.
You have found words for the profound feelings stuck in throats and making our bellies sick since forever.
Thankyou for making me read from a third person perspective about myself .. in a way !
Thank you, Shazia. I needed to process your comment and take time to respond to it. Our stories are connected. Our experiences, shared. We're not alone ❤️
Sanobar you write with so much honesty and clarity.loved it.
Emptying the vessel, dost. Making way for the new....thank you, really, for holding my hand in this journey ❤️
always a delight to read your written word. so authentic
Thank you so much, Rajeev. I woke up with a terrible tummy pain the morning after I dispatched this essay. The likes, comments and DMs helped ease it a bit lol Funny right? You know what's right for you. But doing something that's never been done before, like questioning the godliness of parents in our culture, is always going to be scary. I'm always worried of a backlash. But, if we don't do it, then who will? Thank you, once again. We need eachother.
heyyy am sorry about the tummy pain but i sincerely hope you are feeling better now. the fear of the unknown in challenging the norms and orthodoxes comes with the territory but ts totally worth the effort as we wade through those uncharted waters and touch the shores of true light.. sorry i'll stop blabbering. ty for the brilliant response
Let's not hold back the 'blabbering' :) I know many a times my own writing feels like I'm simply blabbering when all we're really trying to do, is perhaps, make sense through the nonsense?
Tummy ache is a part of my writing process and you nailed it right - it is the fear that comes with challenging the norms. Which is why the likes and comments help with validation and support :)) Thank you for the cheer!
beautiful !
Thank you, Savvy. It wasn't easy. But I'm glad this transpired and happy that it came out from a place of love. Thank you, really, for the validation. It always helps.