She And Her Time. Poem by Randhir kaur

She And Her Time.



And the epoch, in the year 2016, somewhere in the middle of the way she started to struggle with many things at one point of time. Being a college student and a responsible daughter she never thought of facing unfair things played by her fate. She was lost in the world of vagueness when she was tied in a relationship which lasted for 6 months. The daily status on social media that her beau shared tagging her and by exposing her name with his name in public was the most embarrassing moment she had to face. She was not like other girls who liked to express her heart out and moreover, she neverdared even to pen her secrets in her social diary. But with the arrival of this unnamed relation she was choking in and out, but the scream was not heard. It all happened suddenly, very suddenly when she got disturbed by his every action via social media, she never loved him but liked him. It happened in a fraction of seconds, she was sitting, he was sitting, family as well. In the name of meeting, his family made her their 'daughter-in-law'.Rituals were done, her family was still while she was numb sitting infront of her sister who was a spinster, who was quite elder to her. That hour was the most awkward moment for that girl of 19, who was fooled in the name of meeting by the destiny.She was petrified by such actions where she and her family was not allowed to halt anything when everything happened so soon infront of their eyes. They remained quite. But she remained quite for 6 months because she didn't know how to stop everything. His family was on cloud nine to have her, they called her, 'Golden girl'. But alas, she never felt loved.
And months passed, meetings were held, pictures were clicks and she accepted her fate but love was totally absent rather there was a feeling of reluctancy and unwantedness. But she had no option to live in it. She feared to speak even a word to her parents, whenever her parents asked her, 'Are you happy'?She nodded a yes. She feared to be judged by the society in which she lived. She was afraid of the consequences and the faults which society would stamp on her back. She was horrified by the thought that her community will criticise her and disrepute her family, afterall our gibberish society never blames a 'man'.
She never had any affair in her entire life and this secret affair was also made public by him even after telling him not to do because she was not comfortable with the social platform. The more things are concealed, the more better it works.Sigh, he was just a practical guy, but not a responsible man. Being seven years elder to her, he behaved like a kindergarten kid and she handled him with care, like a mother behaves with a son. She felt more grown up, matured and sharp than her so called 'fiance'. And time flies when she came to know that she need to speak, when she realized that family is important than society. Society has a big mouth, they are blessed with so many criticism and judgments that a single person with broad views cannot change a bunch of bigoted people. We can change the course of society but the irony is that we are not able to change even a bit.
She realized that did he really loved her. How can a person fall in love with a stranger when he knows nothing, is that the face attracted him to say a yes to her or did the tale, 'Love at first sight' turned true. Well, fantasies are truly a fantasy. She didn't believed in fairy tales or illusion.
How can you fall in love with a person at first sight?How can you fall in love with a person by his/her smile? Will that last forever, will this be a definition of your love?
Slowly she was thankful to her Lord that she didn't fell for him. She noticed the amount of Obsession he had for her. And one day she had the courage to say her parents, 'I cannot spend my life with a person who like a toddler holds my finger'.And at that time, she didn't paid attention to what her realtives will say or what the society will say, at that point she only spoke what she saw, she only uttered the things which was presented to her as it is. She thought that she didn't deserved the obsession, she didnt deserved that unnamed ache at all.
How does that feels when you do every good thing to others and the others kick your butt?
How does that feels when you sacrifice every hell for just one smile and then you receive a sack full of burden and wrong blames. It hurts. Yes, it hurts when those people take advantage of your innocence and kindness.
That was all she faced, she now shed everything off from her shoulders. And after the decision of separation she got 52 calls and received more than twenty follow request on social media by different names, when everything failed, he started to expose her identity, though she never spoke nothing ill about him or his respected family, he had nothing to expose, but only and only the pictures which were clicked together and hedeclared on social media (fb, insta, wtsap)that 'We are in an open relationship '. He tried to offend her self respect and dignity to such a level down that he lost all the respect from her heart as a person in mini seconds.He affronted her like a papers in the air, like a toy, her feelings are crushed for a person like him. Even today he continues telling people that 'This lady is my love'.Even today he posts every status and story for her with her pictures and with her name. He even started to write poetries on her page, he tried to follow her on every poetry site. While she feels annoyed and helpless by such acts again and again.
What should we name this?Did he really loved her? He wanted her. He didn't needed her.
And today people call her, 'The Culprit '. The fear which always haunted her.But only she knows the tough phase she went through.
Today she does'nt blames him for such rueful condition, she never want to blame him. She believed in real.And the real was her 'Destiny'.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Naila Rais 01 May 2018

A great write... Keep it up.... Read my poem In the mid of the night depression you are killing me too....... Naila

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