Thursday, June 2, 2016

My mental agony

When sweet pleasure turns to pain
And desires turn to nightmares
When every single piece of me
Wants to be free from care
How often do you realise
That something that you wanted yesterday 
Is not what you need today?
I've felt the quagmire of emotions
I've dealt with the ramifications of my fantasies
Now all I want is to be exonerated from this situation 
Is it too much that I ask for?

Sunday, May 8, 2016

Why no one is happy with what they get


All those people with cancer are crying and praying to survive because they are young and haven't lived enough and aren't ready to die yet. 
And all those depressed people who have suffered so much at such a young age that they wish they had cancer so that their suffering could end in some way.  

I feel pity for both. 

Friday, May 6, 2016

Within a gilded frame

Eyes of the weary old woman
Stared at me once again
Her stories etched in my mind
From long ago. 
Her temple full of freckles
And her chin sagging
She was the epitome of hardwork. 
I'm not sure how I resemble her
Though people keep saying it
There's nothing similar between us
Except we both bear a long round nose. 
I hardly ever notice 
How much her skin looks rotten
Or how watery her eyes look
She was suffering 
She knew it was the end
That soon enough she'll end up
Within a gilded frame. 

Monday, April 25, 2016

Begone oh Promiscuous

Oh promiscuous, your ambiguity has baffled me 
The thunderous cacophony of your dreams
Has awoken me and rendered my nights sleepless
For you have to conquer the battle you started yourself
No, do not try to fathom my life into your promiscuity
I shall neither be thy prey, nor your mistress 
You have played enough games
And won each and every one of them
Why, oh why do you have to then
Play with my holiness and pious generosity?
I forbid you to behold me with thine eyes
Monstrous creature you, now begone!

Saturday, April 23, 2016

A letter to my mother

Dear mom,
Remember when i was little
I told you i wanna be just like you
Daddy smiled at my words
And you enjoyed it too
I have grown up now mom
And I know I have let you down
Not once but a hundred times
But you never gave up on me
We had fights, i cried all night
I made you cry too, but you still fed me
Everytime you had faith in me
And everytime you encouraged me
All those times I missed your presence 
When I was about to perform on stage
I have realised how much you have done for me
I have realised how much you have given up for me
I have been mean, I have been heartless 
But you have always forgiven me
And all my mistakes
And all those nights when i cried in sickness
You stayed up and look after me
And all those days you were bedridden 
I made sure I took care of you
Just the way you did
I hope I am your reflection mom
I hope I am like you
Bless me, and love me
Just like you do
Forever, because I love you. 


Wednesday, April 20, 2016

Castle On A Hill

I saw a magnificent castle on a hill
Its towers up high piercing the clouds 
Conical roofs with slight golden shimmer
Brilliantly covered with a sunny shroud

But the walls looked old and tarnished
And the big metal portcullis was rusted
The moat was definitely all dried up
And the ditch was grime-crusted 

I wonder if anyone lives up there
If there is a princess on one of the towers
I'd like to be her knight and rescue her
If only I could climb above that flimsy bower

But this castle looked way too old
And abandoned as it lost its glory
My fairytales had a different picture
They did not look this profane in the stories

Instead it looks like one of those castles
They show in horror movies and cartoons
With a thundery night, full moon and a wolf howling
Housing a big frightening buffoon

Yes, that must be it
Its nothing but a scary old mansion
I'm glad I didn't linger there long
So much for a monumental attraction. 












My virtue is my duty

With the morning begins my day
Different roles I'm ready to play
Again and again I am perturbed 
But nature and emotions are undisturbed
Silently, without a word, all needs I suffice
Day to night, unsaid unconditional sacrifice
What do I gain from all these duties?
Deteriorating my health and my fugacious beauty
Still, I don't pretend, I take my job seriously 
A homemaker and a mother, working audaciously 
If I don't follow my virtue as my duty
Who else do you think will prove their loyalty?

Tuesday, April 19, 2016

I bespeak to let me go

I bespeak to let me go
On my quest to find my destiny
Subsist my own enduring 
Where my true self wants to live

You and before you
Words were said and deeds were done
None to stop none to object
Why am I your guilty subject?

Your natural tendency
Is to devour my identity 
So fragile, so docile
You know I'll never speak

I'm looking out for the silver lining
I can see the stallion among the clouds
You just need to let me go while I'm still young
Trust me I can do it alone

Its now or never
The autumn has begun
Before the spring comes
I want to be home in all my flourish

I beg your fidelity 
Let me prove myself
Taint will not be your glory
I promise you father. 

I can't stop thinking about death

Pessimistic thoughts 
Wind me and unwind me
A way out of this abyss
Is all I seek

Calamity strikes me
Or monstrosity consumes me
I don't care what misery
I just want to stop breathing

Ropes lying around
Blades lost and found
All I see are means to end me
Nothing else makes sense now

I don't have the courage
But still all I want is this to end. 

Sunday, April 17, 2016

Ghost of the Past

A phantom chased me 
In the dark blue midnight;
My leg caught on the silk gown,
And I tumbled down the road. 
When the phantom got closer,
I could not see his face. 
Veiled in black he was;
But he called out my name
With such intensity,
That I knew at once, who 
The voice belonged to. 
I got back up and ran
Towards the mansion on the high hill;
The phantom stopped chasing me,
I thought I lost him.
I opened the cobwebbed doors;
They creaked and groaned in defiance. 
"Who's the intruder?"
Yelled someone from upstairs. 
"I'm lost and scared"
Replied I. 
There was nowhere to go,
So I spent the night on the floor;
I wasn't offered any food or drink,
Nor did I ever see the face of the owner. 
When the clock striked midnight,
I heard the doors groan again;
A single flame was approaching me,
I trembled and asked "Who is it?"
The face got closer to the flickering light
And there was my dead lover
"I've come to take you My Love";
Now the ghosts will be heard from the overhead mansion. 

When the time is right

When the time is right
I'll tell you all my secrets
You'll know who I really am
There will be no regrets

I'll tell you all my secrets
I'll tell you my history
There will be no regrets
I'll no longer be a mystery 

I'll tell you my history
And maybe a little biology  
I'll no longer be a mystery 
You'll understand my psychology 

And maybe, a little biology 
You'll know. Who I really am
You'll understand and my psychology 
When the time is right

Wednesday, April 13, 2016

Emotionless.

I'm not pretty. I need makeup to look good. 
I'm barely a good artist, seeing good artists makes me feel ashamed of myself. 
I'm insecure. I feel I'm good at nothing. 
I constantly fear failure and i do constantly meet failure. 


But I wasn't always like this. 
I was known for my confidence and versatility. I was inspiration to my juniors and me seniors were proud of me. 
I was a good leader, and a good disciple too. 

Now I'm just a waste of time and energy. I don't want to blame anyone for this. I've become someone i never wanted to and i am ashamed of myself but it's not anybody else's fault. I have done this to me. I'm always annoyed and irritated. I don't like people anymore and I don't feel like talking to anybody at all. I don't like my parents either. Even their voices and their existence annoys me. I do dream of my nephew some times but he just seems like a distant memory now. I don't talk to him when he comes on skype. The poor kid loves me, i can see it but I can't just give anything back. I do want to show emotions but they just don't come out. I have become almost emotionless.

Oh what have i done to me? 

Monday, April 11, 2016

Splinters

Shards of hard words in my soul
Are piercing in me a big black hole
I'm bleeding out the chemicals

Digging deep through the ground
I've been trying too hard to make a mark
The shore was washed away again

I think I'm losing all my patience now
I've given all my best somehow
But I can't carry on now, Not anymore 

The epiphany has striked me
And the longanimity has departed me
I'm no longer a part of this conundrum

No wonder the placebo didn't work
I was aware I was being tricked
Jokes on you I'm done listening 

The splinter's hurting
And I'm running out of sanity
Let me rest now


 



Wednesday, March 30, 2016

Ashes

Hell's perpetual fires
Burning up my frenzied desires
I'm gurgling up a rebellion
Can you feel it frothing?

You sure have claws
That scratched my skin raw
The blood is everywhere
Do you see it spilling?

I barely recognised your voice 
Cold and harsh like beaten up ice
My ephemeral lovesong was meant to be sung
Can you hear it dying?

Just one more knot
Tied up your body to the cot
I'm pouring the fuel around
Don't you smell it burning?

Goodbye my sweet love
Endure what you deserve
I've been waiting to burn you to ashes
Did you see this coming?




Pain

All this pain
All this is painful
Your words are painful
Your memories are painful
The people are painful
Everything hurts
Everything burns
Your words etched on my heart
It burns so much like its fire
Like the smoke is suffocating me
And the fire is engulfing me
I can't breathe
Its so hard to keep talking
My throat is dry and 
And i want this all to end
Will it ever end?

Tuesday, March 29, 2016

Gone

Never ever am I gonna forget
The ghosts of the past that trouble me so
You told me we were a team
You told me we were together
It was all a lie
A pityful sight wasn't I?

You carried my hopes 
And put a sheet on them
I thought im being comforted
Until you put the sheet on fire
I was burning in agony of your painful words
How easy was it to bait me

I cried, my sobs died inside
I was awake all night
And you snored like a pig
I wasn't myself i kept thinking I'm worthless
So easy for you to refute my existence 

You disapprove my decisions 
My actions my imperfections 
You don't like my attitude 
But its not my own
Its your reflection 

I'm done. I'm done obeying
I'm done waiting im done hoping
You are gone. You are here but gone
I want none of you anymore
I'll be gone soon too
Gone. For good. 

Moments when you wanted to end your life but you couldn't

There were a number of times in my life when i just wanted to end it all, just stop breathing so I don't have to face all the hardships of life. But how many of you actually tried and failed? Well here are five the times i failed-

1. When I didn't cut my wrist deep enough-

I was 12 and i was a headstrong girl. I actually tried to cut my wrist with a 'pencil sharpener' blade. And obviously, it barely touched my nerve but shed a lot of blood anyways.  😑

2. When I wanna hang myself but fear that the fan might come off instead-

I'm also overweight. I'm almost a 100 kgs and hanging just ain't the suicide stunt i can pull. I'm afraid if i even try I'd either break the rope and fall on the floor or even worse, the fan would come right out of the ceiling. 😳

3. When I thought I could jump off a building but I'm scared of heights- 

Another irony of my life. I'm scared of heights. Out of all the things in life. And everytime i think about the options i have to end my life, this one is striked off right away. 

4. I actually think about meeting with an accident deliberately but then change my mind. 

I have thought of this numerous times. Everytime i saw a truck coming from the side i wanted to jump right infront of it or go and dash my bike with a bus or something but then i look at the size of the bus and i just change my mind. Better luck next time 😅

5. When I wanted to hire gangsters but I'm broke-

And that despairing moment when I thought it'd be smart to hire gangsters for my own murder but then I realise I'm   so poor that they'll rather kill me for making a fool out of them(oh well that should work too then). 

Well, despite of all the times i wanted to die, I'm still here, alive and kicking. 
If there's any story you wanna share about your suicide trials lemme know in the comments below. Ciao

Friday, March 18, 2016

Silence

Silence. Silence. Silence. Silence. Silence. 
I can't think of anything else
Stop talking. Stop laughing. 
I cannot bear the noise.
Silence. Stop talking. 
The murmur is disturbing. 
Your voices are disturbing 
Your tales are disturbing 
I hate them.  I hate you
I hate everything. 
I have difficulty breathing
It hurts to breathe
My throat hurts. 
I suppressed my sobs. 
My chest hurts. 
I skipped a beat. 
Its all aches. 
It aches to exist. 
I don't want to exist. 

Wednesday, March 16, 2016

My friend with benefits. Of books.

So this particular blog is dedicated to an equally crazy and amazing book nerd friend of mine - Musabses!

This guy and I met at comic con in 2014 when I was cosplaying a gender bended version of Nico DiAngelo from Percy Jackson and he was the ONLY person who knew which fandom I'm from!! (Can you believe that?) I instantly knew that the friend I have been looking for all my life who has equal nerdgasms and fangirling capacities as me(or even more) is standing right infront of me and dressed as one of my most favourite characters - Mad Hatter! Now that's called destiny. 

Now why suddenly a whole blog dedicated to him? Well because today I said something which was apparently "the best thing someone has ever said to him" and guess what was it?




*drums rolls*

Me:- You are like a library to me 😂

Now obviously, if you say this to a random friend they might just react like "urmm, okayy, whatever". But this crazy person actually felt its the best ever thing said to him!!

Why did i say that? Because, he's my friend with benefits, of books and comics.  If he buys a book, its the same as me buying a book. I can borrow his books anytime and I still haven't returned them xD

I'm so glad i have him as a friend. 
Live long and prosper, Precious! 🖖🏽

Wednesday, March 2, 2016

You're a Woman? So What?

     Female foeticide, murdering of women for dowry, sexual harassment of women in work places, rapes, etc. Yes these are all clichéd terms and everyone knows its still happening and it will keep happening and no one does anything about it. You see bright futures for your sons and look for good grooms for your daughters. Why? Why don't daughters get to have a bright future on their own? Why do they have to learn to cook and do household stuff just to get married? Get out of this small box of stereotypical habits and ponder upon what I am going to say next.

    I am Sohini Mukherjee, a normal girl from a mediocre Indian family. All my life I was told that I have to be careful on the streets and everywhere because I am a girl. I still have curfews and I still have to call my parents every time I go out of the house. "Girls are not safe in India" they say. "We need to be careful" they say. We can't travel alone, we have to use apps like WithU while coming back from work late at night. Why? Why so much fear? What are we afraid of? Snatchers? Rapists? Then why aren't men scared of the same? Even men get mugged or assaulted. I have never seen men walking in groups because they might be harassed by some street thugs. Then why do women have to be so afraid? Why are they so vulnerable? Because they were raised as so. Ever since we started to understand words we were taught to fear our predators instead of learning how to fight them. We were told to return home before 6 but not to carry a sharp object at hand whenever you are out. We were raised to be vulnerable. And it's high time we change that.


   Why this sudden thought?
Because, when today I was watching a daily soap, which showed a bunch of girls kidnapped by few anti-social people, I realized that instead of cowering in fear these girls(there were about 20 or more) could have all tackled these 3-4 kidnappers with ease. If only, they were taught how to fight, if they were taught how to defend themselves instead of fearing others. It was a pathetic scene. Those girls kept weeping and whining but none of them pestered up the courage to fight the kidnappers. If this continues then soon whole of Indian teenage girls will be illegally transported to foreign countries as slaves and prostitutes.

   If you want a bright future for your daughter, teach her to defend herself. Make her self-dependent and tell her that she has nothing to be afraid of. Instead of being scared because she is a woman and helpless, teach her to be bold and authoritative. Women have been proved as better leaders and lawmakers. I'm not suggesting a world taken over by women. I'm just asking for a chance to be given to your daughters so they don't end up having unhappy lives where they can't even fight for their own rights.

    This is my message to all the parents of daughters out there. Read this carefully. Don't tell your daughters to be away from boys or men. Don't tell them they should be scared of strangers. Teach them how to fight instead. Teach them that they have equal strength and skill to tackle another human being and they have no reason to fear anything. Ask them to carry sharp knives or pepper spray(yeah many do but how many remember to use it?) Teach them to use those sharp knives when in danger. Teach them martial arts like Judo and Karate since young so that when they grow up they can defend themselves. Encourage them to take up physical activities and don't tell them they don't need to because they're gonna get married soon. If you want your daughter to be safe, teach her to be her own bodyguard.

   The Indian constitution has several rights for women education. I don't see any being exercised. Despite the increase in literacy rate, women in the secluded sectors of India haven't seen dawn yet. In fact, there are still many villages which have no literacy for women at all. Why can't all the women get equal education and learn physical skills and self-defense?

   If you read my pathetic post till this sentence, I request you to please share this post around. It might not be much, but this is all I have. Media is my only way of communicating with masses and I want my message to reach all the parents out there. I'm a daughter too and I know how much you love your daughters and worry for them. But if you truly care for us let us defend ourselves. Teach us to not be scared and I'm sure you'll be proud of us.




  

Saturday, February 27, 2016

The Martian- Movie Review




Directed by- Ridley Scott

Screenplay- Drew Goddard

Starring- Matt Damon, Jessica Chastain, Chiwetel Ejiofor

Rating- 4/5

  If you are into movies which have no connection to reality, but still make you sit on the edge of your seat all through the movie or if you simply love sci-fi, you will definitely like Ridley Scott's The Martian.

 Based on a novel by the same name written by Andy Weir, the story revolves around Damon's character Mark Watney, an astronaut from NASA, who was on a mission on Mars when suddenly the whole team is hit by a storm and Mark gets knocked out by flying debris. Presumed dead, his team leaves to Earth without him. But guess what? He is not dead.




 Now honestly, any person who admires Matt Damon will blindly follow whatever the movie offers. But this movie has actually presented some legit instances which are closer to life and hence the audience deals with less bullshit and more with human-shit(pun intended). From 'stapling' his own wound, growing potatoes on a potentially infertile planet with his own excretion in order to make enough food that'll last him months to fixing an old probe, Mark Watney proves to be a genius botanist and an ultimate survivor.




Even though it might not be actually possible to grow things like than on Mars, the movie did not at least disappoint us with a single scene and only one person onscreen doing nothing for 2 hours. 
     
                      (a clip from gravity)

Also, seems like Damon is interested only in movies in which he has to be saved from a different planet (as also in Interstellar). But in the end, if you want a good dose of smart humor AND want to know how NASA works, this movie should be on your Top 5.



Let us know what you think about the movie in the comments below. And stay tuned for the next movie review!

-Sohini Mukherjee








Thursday, February 25, 2016

The Need To 'Fit In'

   Every single day, when you walk out of your house, you see small groups clustered in random places, snickering or gossiping or I don't know what. I'm usually indifferent to such people and just head out for my work or whatever and I mostly prefer to be alone. But I wasn't so always. I too had a group of friends. We would hang out, do stuff together like shopping or going out for lunch and all. But slowly, somehow I lost the need to be in a group. 
   

    Being in a group requires a lot of effort. According to psychologists, social conformity plays a big role in shaping a person's attitude towards the world. The need to be in a group makes them turn into someone else altogether in order to 'fit in'. But do we really need to fit in? I don't know. 



       Psychologists say that it is necessary for a person to be part of a social group in order to maintain a good mental health. It is sort of an unsaid norm that we all need to abide to. Everyone is a part of a social group and they all indulge in various activities together. They have similar interests, characteristics or way of thinking. Usually, a group of like minded people is what creates a social group.  But, what if none of the people have a way of thinking like you? What if you don't find satisfaction in conversing with someone because their thoughts and your thoughts do not sync? 


  
    
    The lack of similar tastes or interests may at first sound very intriguing and might drive you to get to know the person or a group of people better. You try everything they are into and try to like something others do because you want to be with them and be a part of them. You read the books they read, watch the shows they watch, even go to the places they go to and also get to know their friends. In this whole process, somewhere and somehow you are losing who YOU really are. You maybe a tomboy but because your girlfriends are sorority queens you start wearing makeup and all your guy friends start acting weird around you. They say 'you've changed bro' and all you reply is 'don't call me bro'. 
   

This isn't you, this is what you turned into just to belong with a bunch of people who are not like you. 

     But why? Why did you burn up the original you and become someone who is a stranger even to your closest friends?   You no more like chinese take-out, you prefer tops over tshirts and hardly go out without your eyeliner and lipstick. Eventually you just become a plastic. 


     
     Instead of going through so much of pain, I suggest get to know people, know their interests and meet their friends. But don't try to become them. Don't try to do things they do just to feel accepted in the group or watch the shows they watch to be a part of the gossip. Be yourself. If they are talking about something just listen and then tell them about something you like. Show them who you are and why you are the way you are. If they like you, the real you, well and good. If they don't, no problem! Be on your own and do your own thing. Doesn't matter if few people don't like you the way you are. You weren't born to please them all. 




And....


-Sohini ❤️

   

5 times you hated being a girl and wanted to be a boy instead






No matter how many times you loved taking advantage of being a girl, there are times when you absolutely hate your gender. Sometime not being the dominant sex gets to you the way it shouldn't.  Despite numerous such self-loathing moments, these are the five times when you were completely convinced to undergo the sex change operation-



1. During periods-

Those agonizing days of every month when you become a different person including all your mood swings and food cravings. Not to mention the cramps and limited clothing choices. No, I'd rather wake up with an early morning boner everyday.




2. While running or jumping-


Apart from the better stamina, you must have wondered how it would be like to run around with the lack of two heavy weights dangling from your chest or not having to worry about your skirt flying up while jumping. I would kill to get rid of those prying eyes every time I jog(which I don't do very often).


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3.  Being out late at night-



You may relate to this one if you are Indian and your parents set up a curfew time whenever you go out. Even though it is for our own good, but why do boys get to stay out late and we don't?



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4. Smoking/Drinking in public-


Now if you are a girl, being judged by people around you is something you can never avoid. Especially in India, if a girl is seen smoking or drinking or peeing in public, she is considered characterless, shameless and cheap. Boys get away easily with stuff like that. We all have our needs man, come on!



 5. Special discounts at the spa-


 Okay this one is new. I just went to the parlour cum spa across the street last weekend and discovered they have special discounts in haircut, body massage and stuff for men, And NO DISCOUNT for women at all. That either means no men go to that spa or we women appear richer than them. What even -.-




Well obviously, Why should boys have all the fun?


The Seven Deadly Sins(Mini Stories)

The Seven Deadly Sins-

Mini stories for adaptation in shortfilms or etc. (Copywrited stories by Sohini Mukherjee)

Pride- pride was a young man of 20 with the perfect face, height and body. he was flawless. he spent hours in the morning to groom himself and the rest of his day was spent in self appraisal. people around him were always talking about how perfect he is. but perfection isnt forever. fate spoke up when pride met with a serious accident and was left with a permanent scars on his face and body. he wasnt perfect anymore. people stopped talking About his beauty and instead talked about how unfortunate he is.

envy- envy was a girl of 19 who was fat and not so fair. her marks in class were not impressive either. on the other hand her bestfriend was the definition of perfection. she was fair, skinny and the topper of the class. envy always whined about how life is so unfair because everyone except her has all the things she ever wanted. but envy wanted to be perfect. she tries to pick a fight with her bestfriend for no reason. but instead of pulling her reputation down envy herself becomes a victim of extreme mockery and is left heartbroken.

gluttony- gluttony was more than a healthy kid for his age. his parents were working and too busy to look after their son. gluttony would go out and instead of playing with his friends he would spend money on food. he wouldnt stop eating for the world. he ate more than he should and could until he was surfeit. at the age of 20 gluttony was said to be at the peak of obesity where he had the highest risk of a cardiac arrest. it was a life or death situation for him until he chose to undergo a surgery and had to go on a strict diet for the rest of his life.

greed- greed was a middle family girl with hardworking parents with strict moral values. but greed wasnt happy in her life. she would see her friends with iphones and expensives bags and get jealous. one dAy she met a mysterious man who offered her lots of money for a job which was anything but moral. the job was to smuggle drugs. but greed agreed to do it. until the day police caught the whole gang and greed was arrested.

lust- lust was a married man with a beautiful wife who would do anything for him. they had a sweet little family and they seemed to be happy. but the truth is lust was attracted towards other women. he would stalk his wife's friends and other random young girls on facebook and read women's magazines. he also had a girlfriend at his office. but soon his lustrous days were over. his wife found out About his extra marital affair and filed a divorce against him. Also he was fired from his job.

sloth- sloth has been lazy all her life. but little did she realise that time once gone will never come back. she wouldnt go to school for days because she wanted to sleep at home or sit and watch tv all day. she was so lazy that she wouldnt even get up to get the remote if it was too far.   but she was going to pay for her laziness soon.she has already failed once in 12th grade. She was given another chance. her finals were approaching and also the final dates for submitting the AIEEE form. her parents wanted her to be an engineer. but sloth was too lazy to be anything. on the last day of submission sloth decided to sleep a little longer. as hours passed by the last day of submission was gone. she also failed her finals. sloth had wasted one more year of her life.

wrath- wrath was the colony bully. he and his gang were feared by all the colony members because of his violent nature and foul mouth. the girls in the society were unsafe and hardly anyone went out after 7. wrath would break into people's house and beat the people or break all the furniture without a word. but soon came the end of his days. one of the colony members finally decided to report to the police. wrath was arrested along with his gang and the colony was now safer.

P.S. If you are going to use my stories in a shortfilm/ad or any kind of visual media or any other media, kindly email me at sohini.mukherjee95@yahoo.com for a written permission. 


Caged birds... When do we fly?

     Have you heard parents claiming their child has been under the influence of a bad company which altered his behavior towards them? Or their child has been doing things they strictly asked him not to, hiding from them?

But why the need to hide?

      Parents nowadays are so busy in their confined lives that their children have no other option but to go out and confide in strangers. And when something goes wrong and the situation is discovered all the blame falls upon the child's stupidity and disobedience. Have they ever, even for once, considered the lack of faith in their children? They were not available when their daughter had her first break up or their son got shamed for his cowardice. Because these things are not supposed to be their concern. They asked them to stay away from trouble. Now they won't save them.

       For years I have been one of the many troubled teens dealing with all the drama alone. Relationships, catfights, zoning out are just a few to name. My parents even blamed my lack of judgmental qualities when I was betrayed by my friends. They instead told me that they always saw it coming and had tried to warn me but I wouldn't listen. But no one is going to investigate the truth behind that, are they? 

   They tell us to stay away from people they think are not right for us. But on what basis are they judging them? Now don't tell me they know it just because they are our parents. No dude being a parent doesn't give you two ultra sensitive antenas on your head which vibrate on the sight of something harmful. (Though we should try inventing this thing okay). They do this because they personally don't like them or have heard stories of kidnapping of children after befriending strangers. They even fail to give them the benefit of doubt. Instead they tell us they have lot more experience. But having experience doesn't make you an expert in everything.

       We children(yes that's what we really are) have a weird way of working. Either confine us in or let us loose. There is not no in between. Now most parents like to do what is easier, confine us in , because that's what they're taught to do. Their parents and their parents' parents have also done the same. Its like a tradition to be followed to keep things in control. But are we in control really? I guess you already answered that.

       We go out, we meet people, we talk, we share. Some make their way into our lives which eventually makes us closer to them more than our parents. Not all of those people are our true friends though. We make mistakes sometimes and fall in trouble. Of course our parents won't live with us  forever and we have to live without them after a certain point of them. But aren't we supposed to be prepared for 
that? Then why all the restrictions? Why not instead help us deal with the situation?
The only problem is they think they have experienced it all and the best way to save us from falling is keeping us in our nests till we grow up and then kicking us out in time so that we learn how to fly. But, we are not birds. Our instincts are not so easily determined. 

   Only a bird which is caged wants to explore the outer world more than anything else. The more you try to keep it trapped, the more it will try to fly away the first chance it gets. In the same way the more restrain we face, the more we try to break free. So why restrain at all? Why not instead encourage us to explore and not only introduce us to the various dangers of life but also give the will power to face them? After all only then we learn to be wise, don't we?

I really hope my point is made clear here because I don't even remember why I started writing this. 

Later.