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Flimflam Love...



When  Mehera (our helping hand) had broken the news of Kakri becoming Queen (pregnant cats are called so), my Mom and I got furious... She was only a year old and she was Queen already.. We had seen her dating the old fat cats, but we did not think she could be Queen  that soon.... That point I felt like a mother, who was embarrassed and was answerable to society for  her teen  daughter's  carelessness....

But today I am not here to pen about my Cat, but the reality I see around....   

I live in a small but economically sound town (its a junction though) of Assam ( state in India), or as I believe it to be... So today Mom and I were as usual talking about our day, when we ran back to our Pets past... We were ridiculing Kakri for her choice of Mates,  praising her mother and grandmother ( Jassi and Mini)...  Then it  struck me, if Kakri's being a Queen was so hurting, how would those parents feel whose Human Daughters ran away?

When I first joined my Second School in XIth grade, we saw a beautiful girl (I do not remember her name) who ran away on the second day of school. In two years stay in my lovely school, I saw three girls getting married while studying... After passing out High School I heard another getting married to a  twenty eight (28) year old  (now she is a queen too).... But after joining Pink College I have come to learn about many interesting stories of elopement rather running away...

1. One of the Professor's daughter ran away with his personal autoist (driver...), after this incident he has become more strict with his students, scolding any girl and boy talking, watching over our uniforms...

2. Another Professor bought his niece to study under his guidance, she ran away with a frustrated rogue...

3. Few days back one of my old classmate, ran away and married the son of the helping aunts in school. The boy even slapped her in public but.... The girls father is a reputed officer in Company...... her husband too a motorist... 

4. We witnessed a girl in  Girls Common Room, who changed to Bridal Red Salwar, and threw are Uniform in the dust-bin, and rode off on motor bike with her beloved to get married...

5. One of my father's Colleague's Son ran away with his girlfriend (the girl already had a record of running off twice with two different boys).. he was caught and restored to mind, now he is dumped...  

6. One of my Grandfather's ex-tenant's third son ran away and got married as his mother asked Dowry from the girl's family...

7. Another Classmate of mine left her studies and is sitting in home as her Boyfriend hates other boys talking to her,,, She did  not even think once about her family's hopes, and insulted her best friend of fourteen years over a boy...  

These are the few stories of the Elopement mania..rather running of adventures...I never understood the point of running off and ruining the family's name... Yes I may sound ancient and very idealistic daughter, I really don't see the argument.. Some explain me that "love is Blind" or say "they were in Love".... I have been brought up a very rooted human.. I believe in the matching of standards... Leaving my education for Love is stupid.... In today's world where money cant provide you mental security, can Love without maturity and education and job provide life's basic need- Food, Shelter, Clothing? 

Love is blind, marriage is the eye-opener.....

In today's world Education is must, thousands in our country are craving for books, pens, paper... Yet some mindless youths don't see the reality... We live in a small town so, family can be supported on very small income, but ain't we degrading the growth in standards... A officers daughter marries a driver, a Cleaner's son running off with teacher's girl.. Love is pure, but I fail to see the purity that they claim.... I sound discriminating, I support equality, equality between the equals,,,  


 In Pink College I have heard that boys from lower strata of society aim to make girls from upper strata fall in love,,, I even heard my name too came up as a target...But when it comes to me, my anger and dignity has created a wall around me, hence I got the names like- Untouchable Goddess, Ice Princess, etc etc...

My mother says they will realize after two-three years in the humdrum of married life... But How do we make people of my age understand that life is not bed of roses? Instead of looking over our  uniforms, our fickle minds must be checked,,, Some say Love marriage, elopements are a way of rebelling? to which I answer " I am a Rebel but I dare not spite my nose to hurt my parents.."  Whats a Rebellion that's no good to self.... Its a selfish world with selfish aims, stupid sacrifices are of no use... 

 We keep shouting about equality, about dignity, about respect, we will never get a single bit, If we offer ourselves to bondage of ignorance, dominance, cruelty and commit the grave sin of  marriages at a young age....     

Gone are the days of Romeos who would die for Juliets, now is the era where every stupid puppy love begins with us ends in your Child, your mother, your etc,,,,  

If any of my readers are of my age, and if you think alike please aware your friends about the other-side of this stupidity, and if you want to elope, think once. 
" Will you live your Old Gods for the new temple", is your love so important then your parents smile...

Ten years down the line you really don't want to see yourself with babies around, you cleaning, cooking, with no career, but waiting for the money at the end of the month provided by your husband......
  
Live your life, don't go for obvious, in the end it wont even matter if you ever existed, without your story you are spec of dust...  

P.S- Education is must, Love a chance, a chance to get ruined or a chance to be successful...

thanking you to bear with me
paulOaries



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