My World :)

When I started blog reading and thought of having an iland, I wanted to write something else which really pains me, hurts me,burns inside me - which does not burst out or gets cooled in. Not sure why I wrote those earlier stuffs.

I had been a writer (don't mistake me writing in bits of paper- love letters, or something which I called a poem- that too to the lover) whenever I was in love with someone. Now Am I in the same state??  Still confused. But I used to show my creations to my old and best friend. In fact I had written those when I was not in love ' (broke one) and all my feelings came out in paper which I used to share with him only. (But I had wrote for this friend too) Confused????

(Let me not continue on that)

Blogs had been so interesting to me as we can come across - different attitudes, different feelings, different social influences, cultures and upbringings, which are reflected in the writings- at the same time. Unity in Diversity!!!!!  Now I feel like writing something cool. Whatever I write may not be interesting for some or may be felt as happened or written in the 19^th century (I come from a Southern state and has our own culture and upbringing.)

We were brought up absolutely as Girls (that's what my Mom says) ' so feminine that we have only lot of 'NO's. NO laughing- can only smile or giggle as sound of a girl's laughter should not be heard in the next house.  No outdoor games (not even with girls) as soon as we become 8 or 9 yrs - as it seems people would stare at us looking for something interesting when we run/ swim/ jump.

No pants or jeans and Midi and tops only till 10yrs. No "grumble", No "anger", No "nudge", No "hurt" feeling etc etc etc ..

Yes, We should smile at every one, get up as soon as some one enters ur premises (it doesn't matter they don't come near u) even if u r not well or busy doing something, and should also enquire about their "well being" ness. It doesn't matter in what mood u are or who the other person is or how important is them to us. No matter they had hurt u/family before; no matter they had come now just to hurt us.

We should help in the daily chores ' cleaning dishes, washing clothes, sweeping, mopping irrespective of any happenings. Over and above that there is a chorus which we hear from the day we start remembering things- YOU GIRLS ARE MEANT TO GO TO SOME OTHER HOUSE AND LEAD UR LIFE AFTER MAIRRAGE- SHOULD BE AN IDEAL WIFE AND DAUGHTER 'IN ' LAW

So girls are having a training period at their homes. Not only parents train them, even the most 'nuisance' neighbour trains you. They say you should have 'asked this', or should have 'showed that' and that is the way the girls should be.

By the time a girl turns 11/12 yrs, every one looks at her with suspicious eyes- "has she started her menstrual cycles?" LO! That is the end of it!

Your freedom of smiling and talking to boys are restricted once for all. Now we cannot go alone anywhere, (even to the schools). Even your walks and looks should have some manners. On the menstrual days we are not supposed to go to temple or put ‘Prasad’ . We have to sleep alone, that too not in cot or bed, in the floor with a blanket. Should bath first (even to have a tea,) that too before any male members in the family wakes up. There is another extreme where the girl should not come out from the room or mingle with others which we were interested so that we would be spared from the chores, but my Mom said we are not 'that orthodox'.  

           Worst part is, if we get matured before we turn 14, it's like doing a Sin. People feels pity on us, feels sorry about us. In our place we were modern enough not to conduct any functions related to this and that saved my soul. My sis had the bad luck of being 'matured' by age 12 and my genius Mom had an excellent idea of saving her by not revealing the fact to others. (We had an idea of lying the other way but cannot have continuous headaches for every month three days or fever without temp as they would come and touch us to check the temperature).  My sis even now says, that, was the worst time for her. She could not lie down or take rest due to the severe abdominal pain during those days, as my neighbors would crack open our master secret. Once my neighbor aunty offered her Prasad on her period's day and its was my Mom who saved her (by scolding her in front of the aunt for not doing her routine work, aunt had no other option- she mumbled and left)

I think I should stop now, to continue later, as all my works are pending.

But don't ever think that we girls were not happy, we were happy with what we had, were happy as the same as a girl who is brought up with all YES.

Will catch you soon friends!!!….