This story isn't mine... a borrowed one would be a better way of saying. not long time back my friend and me we had completed our 12 and started with our college, she lives in pune whereas me- i stay in the king of all cities ...MUMBAI.
on one of these Sundays i had called her - it was our routine to call each other on every Sunday the reminiscent the moments spend together in our school. theses talk used to make us nostalgic and even boost our moods. but this Sunday the topic was different rather it was debatable.
i had called her in the afternoon at somewhat 3.00 pm, the very few words that she spoke gave me an idea that something was wrong .she is among those who would receive their friends call with wonderful profanities and today for a change it was a fake enthusiastic hello. changes are great but these kind of changes makes you get scared to the core.
i talked with her for some time telling about all the unnecessary things that two besties would talk and then proposed the most ignored question of that late afternoon.
"now tell me whats the matter? and don't you dare say that the sky is blue , i am talking with you and that stupid dog of the hulk of your neighbor peed on your shoe.", i said. though there was a deafening silence at the other end, i knew she wont dare to hang up on me. i cleared my throat to gain her attention and thankfully it worked.
"i fought with my dad." she said as if it was the third world war that she had fought and came, fights with our parents were so damn common.
"so, its not like you fought with him for the first time.", i said in a matter of fact tone. i heard a forceful sigh from the other end and knew that there was something more to this.
"what is it nidhi?"
"its not me this time rather its them, yaar you know right it doesn't matter to me what the people think what matters is what my parents think about me."
i did a small humming sound as if i am agreeing with her and she continued...
"yesterday i was coming home from college, with Ashish . my dad was near my college as he had some work, we had walked to the bus stop when we met him, i introduced him and Ashish, and the way my dad smiled and talked with him it seemed he was happy... but when i went home what they said really broke my heart, i cant really believe my parents don't believe in me."
with that she started to cry i tried to console her an act in which i failed miserably.
"hen i went home my dad said its not for me to walk with guys like this,he asked me whether i had an affair with him. i know he said because he cares for me but then he should have talked with me nicely and explained it to me,rather than making an assumption that i have a affair with ashish ."
"i am really hurt yaar, it seems as if they don't believe me, he just gave a verdict that i cant hang out with him, i mean how can he do such a thing, and if i had something going on with him, why would have ever introduced them? ... my dad really hurt me a lot."
with that she started to cry even more. she wasn't the only one who was asked these question and to whom these kinds of verdicts were being implied. it was universal, every parent had to do it, some to save their and their daughters prestige in the eye of their relatives and society and some for some so called beliefs.
"every thing will be all right nidhi just go and tell him what do you think about this matter i am sure it will help.", i cajoled her. we talked for some more time, it was rather me who talked all that while trying to boost her mood and when i succeed we said good byes with a promise of calling back together. but then my mind was never at peace, the question always lingered in my mind whether our parents believed in us or not.
were we so bad at being kids that our parents couldn't trust us to tell them everything. it was major question which would arise in every teenagers mind and what would they really do ? nothing ... if they would even try and think that it doesn't matter for them what the others think of them rather only their parents thoughts are the one that matter the most, the problem doesn't gets solved here... all because though the parents believe in their kids the parents have to think the way the society thinks only to protect their babies, just like the way a police has to think as like a robber while solving a robbery case.
i was sure our parents could not be blamed for this rather the people who back bitch, why don't they get their doubts clear when they have one, but then in this case the kids cant be excused as well, many are there who misuse this trust but then why to really misuse, tell your parents what it is, if someone sees you with some guy or your friends hanging out somewhere talk with the them rather than ignoring them and walking away, the time you face your problems, is the very moment when the problems began to fade.
there is a famous saying in hindi "na rahega baas na rahegi lathi"
when after a few days i had called her again and she had talked with her parents it was all fine, when she had made them realize there mistake that they should have talked with her rather than accusing her of something she never did, they should have that much of trust in her that if anything of that sort would be there she will be the one to tell them rather that them finding out from other.
she made them realize that though what ever the world things it doesn't matter to her till she has them with her she had confidently said to them "mom dad it doesn't matter to me what my masi or my uncle or this taai ji or that tau ji will say about me or that their trust will be broken ... what matters to me is what you think and what you will feel... its THE TRUST OF YOURS that matter the most to me.
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i talked with her for some time telling about all the unnecessary things that two besties would talk and then proposed the most ignored question of that late afternoon.
"now tell me whats the matter? and don't you dare say that the sky is blue , i am talking with you and that stupid dog of the hulk of your neighbor peed on your shoe.", i said. though there was a deafening silence at the other end, i knew she wont dare to hang up on me. i cleared my throat to gain her attention and thankfully it worked.
"i fought with my dad." she said as if it was the third world war that she had fought and came, fights with our parents were so damn common.
"so, its not like you fought with him for the first time.", i said in a matter of fact tone. i heard a forceful sigh from the other end and knew that there was something more to this.
"what is it nidhi?"
"its not me this time rather its them, yaar you know right it doesn't matter to me what the people think what matters is what my parents think about me."
i did a small humming sound as if i am agreeing with her and she continued...
"yesterday i was coming home from college, with Ashish . my dad was near my college as he had some work, we had walked to the bus stop when we met him, i introduced him and Ashish, and the way my dad smiled and talked with him it seemed he was happy... but when i went home what they said really broke my heart, i cant really believe my parents don't believe in me."
with that she started to cry i tried to console her an act in which i failed miserably.
"hen i went home my dad said its not for me to walk with guys like this,he asked me whether i had an affair with him. i know he said because he cares for me but then he should have talked with me nicely and explained it to me,rather than making an assumption that i have a affair with ashish ."
"i am really hurt yaar, it seems as if they don't believe me, he just gave a verdict that i cant hang out with him, i mean how can he do such a thing, and if i had something going on with him, why would have ever introduced them? ... my dad really hurt me a lot."
with that she started to cry even more. she wasn't the only one who was asked these question and to whom these kinds of verdicts were being implied. it was universal, every parent had to do it, some to save their and their daughters prestige in the eye of their relatives and society and some for some so called beliefs.
"every thing will be all right nidhi just go and tell him what do you think about this matter i am sure it will help.", i cajoled her. we talked for some more time, it was rather me who talked all that while trying to boost her mood and when i succeed we said good byes with a promise of calling back together. but then my mind was never at peace, the question always lingered in my mind whether our parents believed in us or not.
were we so bad at being kids that our parents couldn't trust us to tell them everything. it was major question which would arise in every teenagers mind and what would they really do ? nothing ... if they would even try and think that it doesn't matter for them what the others think of them rather only their parents thoughts are the one that matter the most, the problem doesn't gets solved here... all because though the parents believe in their kids the parents have to think the way the society thinks only to protect their babies, just like the way a police has to think as like a robber while solving a robbery case.
i was sure our parents could not be blamed for this rather the people who back bitch, why don't they get their doubts clear when they have one, but then in this case the kids cant be excused as well, many are there who misuse this trust but then why to really misuse, tell your parents what it is, if someone sees you with some guy or your friends hanging out somewhere talk with the them rather than ignoring them and walking away, the time you face your problems, is the very moment when the problems began to fade.
there is a famous saying in hindi "na rahega baas na rahegi lathi"
when after a few days i had called her again and she had talked with her parents it was all fine, when she had made them realize there mistake that they should have talked with her rather than accusing her of something she never did, they should have that much of trust in her that if anything of that sort would be there she will be the one to tell them rather that them finding out from other.
she made them realize that though what ever the world things it doesn't matter to her till she has them with her she had confidently said to them "mom dad it doesn't matter to me what my masi or my uncle or this taai ji or that tau ji will say about me or that their trust will be broken ... what matters to me is what you think and what you will feel... its THE TRUST OF YOURS that matter the most to me.
ANOTHER STORY FROM A TRUE EXPERIENCE HOPE YOU ALL LIKE IT ...LET ME KNOW YOUR VIEWS THROUGH COMMENTS AND VOTES...AND DONT FORGET TO FOLLOW ME
