Let's take a Walk in the Clouds, Sharing each other as We Go. Let's take a trip, around the World and let's Walk it, really Slow. U decorated My World, where Dreams played their Part. I shall decorate your Universe, painting My Love over your Heart. The Colours of the Rainbow, are a Beautiful sight to See. But even Rainbows lose their Colours, Darling........When U smile at Me. My mind was a Clutter, Living my Life Day to Day. Your Love flowed like a River. Floating Me, gently Away.
I made a list of caveats For the designs you constructed, From thoughts in my mind And for one, you know me too closely It is too frightening The way you find constellations In broken skies And propriety from my colouring Outside the lines Then, within my bones, too unstructured, You found the sun in their moonlight complexion And you confess your secrets That these letters and conversations we’ve exchanged Hang in a gallery in your head
Etched sentiments And faded drawings of everything resolute
My colourful mind melts upon your skin drips from your lips slips from your hips you’re looking like rainbows in raindrops tints trapped in teardrops blobs of purple slop stain violent splats of violet paint on the palette of my brain stay in the line of my mind eyelashes for brushes red roses and rosy rashes fireworks and knee jerks yellow and low blows all these and much more are greener than folklore seasides and sea-saw whys your eyes so blue for? go ahead and kiss me taste the colours you adore
The journey started from me looking for a partner loyal, family oriented, committed, knowledgeable and sort of an ideal ma
quite opposite to him but now looking back, it strikes me major things in ife are sense of humor, fun, friends, understanding, someone who aspires to be better each day,
and now it just makes me sick that none of this is there I feel am stuck in walls surrounded with heavy silence, no laughter and smiles, orthodox mindset, traditional setup, no way to improve on yourself
I don't understand why this world has defined how a daughter in law should be What should she wear How should she talk When should she wake up What should she eat And most important of all In the mindset of the Indian Society she shouldn't leave the house at all
this is what i am facing i feel that it is sin to speak up your mind when i was always taught the opposite i feel in the scenario like this it is sin to be who you are and I have always followed the opposite
I am expected to change myself because apparently i dont fall under the definition of ideal "bahu"
And Why marriage comes with so many compromises on adjustments and as far as i am understanding girls here are expected to adjust in the family why??? are we not human beings Why we are not allowed to dream Why we are not allowed to speak up against the wrong happening to them Why we are just expected to be silent and say nothing
I dont know who will survive this this is getting difficult each day
i feel somebody has caged me in an apartment luring me with open windows that there is a world outside but no you are not allowed to leave as per your wishes
I feel somebody has caged me in a room you are not allowed to keep open because thats not the way it should be, apparently doesnt fall under their list of ideal bahu
I feel somebody has caged me in a place you are not allowed to wear eat breathe sit stand as per your wishes
I know all this can be easy but not for a person like me
whose basis of survival is the word "Freedom" Freedom to eat sleep talk act roam listen sit stand wherever and whenever as per her heart
The world here is expecting her to just give up on herself totally. but then what they are getting in return??
what happiness they will get in return where will this take them ?? Nowhere!!! they will be left with a person who is lifeless and colorless
Nobody to hear me screaming Nobody to see me drowning
This is affecting my inner soul but who is bothered?? noone!!!
because now that i am married , i am their asset and no am not allowed to live my life as per my wishes
Because "Bahu" is expected to make compromises and adjustments each day.
You were the best of me I was the worst of you we mixed together tints and tones and shades of brilliant hue you, a rose with the red I, the violet with the blue and that perfect purple Iris in between inside ‘me’ and ‘you’
Do you remember the sweetness long ago The sweet sweet Ambrosia that used to flow Way back in the beginning, in the very early years of your life Sweeter than the sweetest Honey off the comb That used radiate like living colours inside of you That used fill your mind and all your senses Giving you a huge natural high Leaving you in awe and in Wonderland. Can you remember...can you remember back that far ?
Do you remember your parents trying to coax you to eat Your carrots and your greens, saying "Eat up now, they'll make you big and strong" And do you remember you resisting, thinking "I don't want to eat this stuff, it has no taste, it's like eating cardboard" There was only one thing the very young child wanted to eat Yeah! Sugar and other sugary things, sweets, chocolate and ice cream... Anything to remind him of that sweet Ambrosia inside Of that wondrous world within, where he came from.
Do you remember being out all day playing And then being called in for your dinner And how you felt - Dinner, huh! it was nothing but a tiresome chore You felt you didn't even need it That you could easily do without it That you had something else inside that was worth much much more.
A lady I knew died, she used feel very empty inside She used eat sugary things all the time But sadly she learned to her cost The sugar of this world is no Ambrosia.
Now I'm not a killjoy LoL, I like my sugary things too from time to time as a treat but not too much. And there's loads of non-sugar sweet things now with healthier sugar substitutes. Again I have vivid memories of the above.