When our parents gave my sister and I a liberal upbringing, I was
called fast. Yes I am fast. I thought ahead of time. In school I didn't
have many friends for I raised my voice against bullying, had an
identity of my own which clashed with many.When I cam to Delhi for
higher studies, people labelled me tez( YEH TO BAHUT TEZ HAI. PATA NAHIN
APNE PATI KA KYA HAAL KAREGI).When I started working, my own relatives,
leave aside outsiders wondered why I would work and earn a living and
not get married? I was told by someone close at that time that (Aurat ko
shaadi ke baad apne pati ki sewa karni chahiye, bachcho ko dekhna
chahiye) and the irony is that the same woman has her own business
today. Good for her. I being a product of a liberal Assamese society and
a co- ed catholic school never thought twice before making male
friends. To tell you the truth, I got along more with men for they are
less complex and easy going. So, needless to mention I was labelled as
caharacter less with my name being linked to I dont know how many. I
expressed my liking and crushes openly in public which is normal and
that made people judge me again.
Gradually my honesty, flamboyance and straightforwardness made more enemies than friends. But funny part is that whenver someone needed any information, financial support or any kind of help I was the one they would turn to and this continues even now:-)
Setu....get this info, can you help me with some cash, my uncle/niece/ mom is coming over so keep her at your place, you have a great taste so shop for my husband, get me a job and it is a never ending gala..uuuffff! And then Setu is diplomatic, shows off, fast, TEZ, proud, and all the evils vest inside her..lol.
My life has been my greatest teacher. I learnt that people I genuinely loved and respected hated me and bad mouthed me. I saw the world the way I am. My true self, honest criticism always rubbed people the wrong way. I still try to be the courteous, most generous, true in my behaviour, a good human being for I am God fearing and the new label I have got is " FAKE."
Sometimes I really wonder....who is fake me or the people around me full of many masks? We all wear masks but the ones with least no of them pay a heavy price. Sometimes being human I get bogged down, sink into depression but the second day I like a " Phoenix" as I call myself continue doing my Karma.
Yes I am TEZ for I am a self made woman. I survived alone, struggled hard from a small town to Delhi/ Gurgaon, fought for my rights and lived with dignity.Yes I am FAST for I did things ages back and it doesnt amaze me anymore the way it does to you. Yes I am DIPLOMATIC if you say so for I hide my tears and still continue to love and be true to myself forgetting the grudges and smile in front of you. Yes I am FAKE at times and show to the world that I am happy and give an ear to their problems when I am going through the deepest crisis yet dont share it with anyone.
I earned many titles in this world..not so good ones. But I have no regrets for I chose to tread on the path of simplicity, honesty, straightforwardness and self respect. Every garbage thrown at me, every pull back made me stronger. And lastly with parents and a sister like mine, Aruna Mosi and a great great Husband I just cant complain. I know deep down the hearts of the people who pass comment, despise me or gossip about me lies a subdued conscience which tells them they are wrong.
I dont regret being me and pray to God to make me stronger, humble, showing me the right path and the ability to spread love, live sensibly and be a better human day by day.Amen!
Gradually my honesty, flamboyance and straightforwardness made more enemies than friends. But funny part is that whenver someone needed any information, financial support or any kind of help I was the one they would turn to and this continues even now:-)
Setu....get this info, can you help me with some cash, my uncle/niece/ mom is coming over so keep her at your place, you have a great taste so shop for my husband, get me a job and it is a never ending gala..uuuffff! And then Setu is diplomatic, shows off, fast, TEZ, proud, and all the evils vest inside her..lol.
My life has been my greatest teacher. I learnt that people I genuinely loved and respected hated me and bad mouthed me. I saw the world the way I am. My true self, honest criticism always rubbed people the wrong way. I still try to be the courteous, most generous, true in my behaviour, a good human being for I am God fearing and the new label I have got is " FAKE."
Sometimes I really wonder....who is fake me or the people around me full of many masks? We all wear masks but the ones with least no of them pay a heavy price. Sometimes being human I get bogged down, sink into depression but the second day I like a " Phoenix" as I call myself continue doing my Karma.
Yes I am TEZ for I am a self made woman. I survived alone, struggled hard from a small town to Delhi/ Gurgaon, fought for my rights and lived with dignity.Yes I am FAST for I did things ages back and it doesnt amaze me anymore the way it does to you. Yes I am DIPLOMATIC if you say so for I hide my tears and still continue to love and be true to myself forgetting the grudges and smile in front of you. Yes I am FAKE at times and show to the world that I am happy and give an ear to their problems when I am going through the deepest crisis yet dont share it with anyone.
I earned many titles in this world..not so good ones. But I have no regrets for I chose to tread on the path of simplicity, honesty, straightforwardness and self respect. Every garbage thrown at me, every pull back made me stronger. And lastly with parents and a sister like mine, Aruna Mosi and a great great Husband I just cant complain. I know deep down the hearts of the people who pass comment, despise me or gossip about me lies a subdued conscience which tells them they are wrong.
I dont regret being me and pray to God to make me stronger, humble, showing me the right path and the ability to spread love, live sensibly and be a better human day by day.Amen!
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