A letter to Indian parents

 

Dear parents, 

If you are one of those thousands of parents who think that bestowing all the gifts and giving whatever their kids' wishes is love. You all are thoroughly mistaken. There’s a difference between showing your love and buying all the goodies for them this is for all. Her mom used to buy her a new dress whenever she went shopping. Her dad bought her a bar of chocolate or a cake whenever he went to the store.

Pencils.Pens.Notebooks.Paint.She always got the best ones. A new brand of pen or for that matter any cool stuff was launched: her dad brought it for her the very next day. Most of her wishes were fulfilled. (most because she was just a 12-year old girl .and even she wanted her parents to bring the moon to her balcony). You all must be wondering that despite having the majority of the things of the children in the world is deprived of why did she despise her parents, why was she rebellious to them. The answer was quite simple…………..her parents never spent time with her. On one hand, when all her friends celebrated their parents’ anniversary in restaurants, planned surprise gifts for them. She was hesitant to even wish them so making even a simple card was out of her league. Her parents bought everything, gave her all the materialistic happiness. But somewhere along the lane it is the love and cares that a child years for. LOVE.CARE.AFFECTION.These emotions were far beyond her means. Life was too mean to her and chose to keep with itself these expensive gifts. Her mom was too busy in her worldly affairs to spend even a minute with her. She was happy. Oh! Wait that was just a pretence of happiness. Behind her smiling cheeks camouflaging her real self was a weeping philosopher. She loved her parents, loved them a lot. But there is a distinct line of difference between loving them and being close to them. Her mother never sat with her and asked her “Tell me beta, do you have anything to share?” and neither did her role model-her dad. She distanced herself mentally and day-by-day she was going far away from them. Every day she craved a hug from her mother. Every day she craved praise for all the laurels she used to win but evidently, life was too hard on her. This was muddling up in our heart, getting piled up and finally changed into loathing intense loathing. AND FINALLY, THEY HAD SUCCEEDED. SUCCEDED IN TRANSFORMING A JOVIAL, YOUNG GIRL INTO A REBELLIOUS TEENAGER. SOMEONE WHO LOST FAITH IN LOVE, CARE AND FAMILY ALTOGETHER.

-Once an “ideal daughter"

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