The World is Bitter for a Bride-To-Be

gold-3184582_640

It started three years ago. The search for groom. Searching online, telling relatives, meeting some of the guys, Kundali matching, question-answer sessions, and everything related to arrange marriage. When I showed green signal to get married, I was treated like a princess who is now a bride-to-be.

But it has been three years now. One thing that has not been changed is my marital status. I’m still unmarried. But there is one thing that has changed. The attitude of my parents toward me.

They have become so superstitious. Wear a ring with a shining aqua blue colored stone to get married soon, use some yellow colored powder while bathing, and keep a fast on Thursdays, and what not. Then consulting a marriage counselor, spending money unnecessarily on their already known & implemented tips, and many unnecessary ideas they ask to implement.

One of their ideas was a brand new photo shoot. My mother brought two new dresses, asked to wear both turn by turn, and took photos in every possible pose. While giving poses, they suggested nearly 100 postures and prompted every single change their mind can think of. Then they checked out their clicks and were unsatisfied. So, they took me to a professional photographer. While going at the studio, I felt like I am a product in the market which will be cleaned, well-furnished, polished, and kept on the shelf in the most presentable way. During the photo shoot, I could see my eyes were heavy and teary. Like those eyeballs will pop out at any moment. Still, they suggested and prompted poses and postures. And photo shoot was carried out.

Everything has changed. My parents have become desperate and always hover over me to find a groom and get married. I don’t feel like staying at home because I feel miserable. I avoid talking to them and talk only when they ask me something. The world seems bitter now. Because, the precious princess has turned into a burdensome bride-to-be. Maybe the world is not bitter, but my parents are. And they are world to me, no matter how they treat me. So yes, the world is bitter. Bitter for a bride-to-be.

Advertisements

Do Birds Chirp There Similarly?

ID-100150017

Do you think of me, I wonder,
At the same time I think of you,
Since our parents locked us,
To feed their egos.

Do you cry like me?
Or your tears have soaked up,
When they overlooked love,
In the shadows of different castes.

Are you filled with hatred like me?
For those, who refused to,
Open their minds to accept,
What’s genuine over social stigmas.

Are you starving like me?
Because you don’t feel like eating,
And your parents still thinking,
About their reputation if we get married.

Does the sun shine there?
The way it shines here,
Asking for brightening up,
The life that has been fade.

Have dark clouds drifted across the sky?
The way it appears here,
Informing our parents, how they have
Drifted across the beauty of love.

Does the sun set there?
Without displaying colors on sky,
Suggesting how ugly it becomes,
If there are no colors of love in life.

Is the moon too bright there?
Trying to glow the earth,
Though he knows he can’t,
But giving us a hope in darkness.

Does the wind thrashes?
On closed doors and closed windows,
Indicating oppression can’t shatter,
And has no effects on the power of love.

The crazy fact is,
Do birds chirp there?
The way they chirp here,
Asking for liberation,
Of birds who have been caged.


 

(Image courtesy of domdeen at FreeDigitalPhotos.net)

The strongest Bond

jennifer-pendergast4
Copyright – Jennifer Pendergast

Anvita was gazing at door of her wedding hall for Ayush, her first love.

Her father forced her to marry a man from the same cast against her will in order to avoid pressure from community.

*                 *                  *

Anvita & Ayush are enjoying honeymoon in New zealand & living happily flinging away any pressure from community.

On the day, Anvita was about to imprisoned for rest of the life, Ayush showed up before the main ceremony.

And the crazy fact was, the bond of love blended with bicycles near the door was strong enough to cast away narrow minded attitude of community.

————————————————————————————————————————————————————–

This Post is a part of  Friday Fictioneers & Five Sentence Fiction .