Dear Mom and Dad,
No words are genuinely enough to express what I feel for you. Presently, I may not be able to understand what it took to groom me for what I am today but I know, it took a lot more than I can ever repay. From the time I was in mom’s womb until now, all you have done is sacrifice your happiness for mine and now, you will have to give me away to another person.
Even though you pretend to be all overjoyed at the thought of me getting married, being your daughter, I can see how your heart sinks when you picture me leaving the house forever. If you consider my opinion and if I have the strength to change our patriarchal system, I would want to stay with the two of you forever, not giving a damn about what the society thinks.
If at all I would want to have a husband, my ideal life would be us living with his parents and you two. You might think I’m crazy as Indian women have to leave their parental house someday or the other but I have always had a different plan. Dad, you worked day in and out to earn money for my education and mom, you woke up at 4 a.m. to make me hot tea while I was up studying all night. Is this reason not enough that I should now spend what I’m earning through that education on your happiness? If ever I would point towards an expensive toy or a piece of clothing, you never hesitated to buy me that without thinking that you have spent our shopping fund for the entire month on that one single demand. Is this reason not enough that I should not buy you the best things in the world for being the best parents? You took me to the most luxurious restaurants so that I could match up with the other kids at school even though the final bill ate up half of your monthly savings. Please tell me if that reason is not enough that I should make you savor every delicacy in the world.
The last thing I want to do is leave the two of you in your elderly years when I know that is when you need me the most. Dad, even though you have picked me up and splashed me in the water while suffering from a terrible backache just to make me smile every summer in the pool, it is my turn to be your support system. Even though mom is the best cook in the world, I know that her hands now tremble and it’s my turn to make her sit on the dinner table and serve her piping hot food just like she did for every meal.
I just want to conclude by saying that I don’t dislike the concept of marriage but I surely cannot give your place to anybody else in my life. I don’t know if I will have the strength to fight against the society when it’s my turn to be the bride but I can assure you that I will take care of you because the love I have for you cannot fade away, ever!
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