Marriages May Be Made In Heaven But In India, They Are Made In Hell
Until a moment ago I was somebody’s daughter. I was someone’s little doll, somebody’s princess.
Now I’m married.Share this quote
I don’t know how to be a nobody anymore. I don’t know how to be an outsider and still call this home. I don’t know how to forget my parents and treat my in-laws like they’re all. I don’t know how to be a stranger in a world that used to be my own. Until a moment ago, I was a part of a family. Until a moment ago, my feelings mattered and what I thought made a difference. Until a moment ago, my opinion was wanted, was valued.
I don’t know how to love them when they talk behind closed doors. I don’t know how to love them when the topic of conversation could well be me or my family. I don’t know how to give them any respect when they have none for my feelings. Until a moment ago, I was just a little girl who was allowed to make mistakes, laugh and fix them.
I was that girl who could dance in the rain with an innocence that only a child can have. I don’t know how to pretend to care when I don’t. I don’t know how to grow up overnight. I don’t know how to think every word through before I open my mouth. I don’t know how to calculate every breath before I breathe. Until a moment ago, life was beautiful. Live was easy. Until a moment ago, I could pick the phone up and tell my mom I missed her so much. I could run to her and hug her whenever I wanted.
Now I don’t know how to pick up their phone to call my mother and tell her everything is great when all I want to say is “I’m miserable, please take me home.”Share this quote
I don’t know how to make the people that brought me into this world less important than anything else. Until a moment ago, my life was mine. I could breathe, walk and talk freely. I could do what I wanted to, go wherever I wanted to and wear whatever I wanted to.
I don’t know how to ask before I take a breath. I don’t know how to be thankful for being allowed to do it.Share this quote
Until a moment ago, I thought I was marrying a man who loved me, who supported me and would stand by my side. I don’t know how to love a man who has no respect for my feelings. I don’t know how to be married to a man who refuses to lend me an ear when I have a problem with his family but doesn’t flinch before blaming me for causing them any discomfort I might or might not have caused.
I don’t know how to respect a man who won’t stand by a woman who’s left everything she had ever known to accept him and his life as her own.Share this quote
Until a moment ago, I was loved, respected and held my head up high. Until a moment ago, I was allowed a voice, my own opinions and had the right to dream. I don’t know how to lose my voice to keep my in-laws’ pride. I don’t know how to submit to give respect. I don’t know how to be okay with everything they say. I don’t know how to let every lever of myself grow into moulds they’ve created for me.
And I refuse to learn.Share this quote
I’ll always be my mum’s doll and daddy’s little princess. Nobody can take that away from me. I refuse to let the Indian system of marriage suck the life out of me, strip me of my dignity and turn me into just another face of a daughter-in-law. I want to be a wife to a man who deserves to be called a husband. I’ll be a member of a family that truly makes me one.
For the rest I’ll stick my middle finger out and paste a big smile on my face. I will continue to live the way I was raised and the rest of my life can officially go to hell.Share this quote
This post was submitted by P.
It's tough enough to leave everything familiar behind to enter a new house with new responsibilities. But living a hell of a new life is not what any woman signs ups for when she gets married to the man she loves. Please share this story hoping that every to-be married man's family will read this.