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Julia Roberts' character in Pretty Woman says that she wanted the whole fairy tale. Is it too much to ask for? An insightful poem by Tanvi Sinha.
Julia Roberts’ character in Pretty Woman says that she wanted the whole fairy tale. Is it too much to ask for? An insightful poem by Tanvi Sinha.
The day had barely started, It was just me and my tea. Yet I felt somebody’s presence, In the midst of my melancholy.
I could remember being cuddled, In his broad chest. The comfort I felt, As he put me to rest.
He’d be with me the entire night, As I wished the sun did not rise He’d vanish at the dot of dawn, I waited for a surprise.
Sometimes I wondered, Was he even true? But the marks on my bosom, Had a violet-red hue.
He did not love me, Though a lover he already was. I inflicted this pain on myself, As I look back and pause.
How guilty I felt, For ruining my fairy-tale. No knight in shining armour, My dream did fail.
For he did not just touch me, But my heart and soul. And now I long for him Love has taken its toll.
Was this my destiny? Or is love ever a choice? For every time I saw him, My heart did rejoice.
Until I met him, I had never felt so alive. He was my guilty pleasure, I just couldn’t deprive.
The days have always been long, And so have the nights. I still wish there was no sun, And he’d never be off my sight.
Will I be strong today? Will I ask him to leave? I am aware of the damage, His presence would interweave.
The moonlight is visible, My heart begins to pound. Few hours of ecstasy, Until my lover would abscond.
I wear a white dress, And put on my pearls. I get ready for him, As I untangle my curls.
He comes at midnight, And plants a kiss on my cheek. My desperation for him, Has reached its peak.
You look beautiful as ever, He says, his arm around my waist. He unhooks a button, As always, in haste.
I shut my eyes, As he held me close. You have never truly loved me, Not for a moment, I suppose.
What’s wrong with you? He asks in shock? We agreed on this! As his hands I try to block.
I grew up reading fairy tales, I told him for the first time. My quest for true love, Is hence my paradigm.
You can’t have me, No, Not anymore. I deserve to be the princess, In all my dreams, I swore.
Goodbye, my love, You taught me my worth. I would rather await my knight, Knowing he may be in dearth.
Image source: sad, thoughtful young woman by Shutterstock.
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Neena was the sole caregiver of Amma and though one would think that Amma was dependent on her, Neena felt otherwise.
Neena inhaled the aroma that emanated from the pan and took a deep breath. The aroma of cumin interspersed with butter transported her back to the modest kitchen in her native village. She could picture her father standing in the kitchen wearing his white crisp kurta as he made delectable concoctions for his only daughter.
Neena grew up in a home where both her parents worked together in tandem to keep the house up and running. She had a blissful childhood in her modest two-room house. The house was small but every nook and cranny gave her memories of a lifetime. Neena’s young heart imagined that her life would follow the same cheerful course. But how wrong she was!
When she was sixteen, the catastrophic clutches of destiny snatched away her parents. They passed away in a road accident and Neena was devastated. Relatives thronged her now gloomy house and soon it was decided that she should be married off.
Women today don’t want to be in a partnership that complicates their lives further. They need an equal partner with whom they can figure out life as a team, playing by each other’s strengths.
We all are familiar with that one annoying aunty who is more interested in our marital status than in the dessert counter at a wedding. But these aunties have somehow become obsolete now. Now they are replaced by men we have in our lives. Friends, family, and even work colleagues. It’s the men who are worried about why we are not saying yes to one among their clans. What is wrong with us? Aren’t we scared of dying alone? Like them?
A recent interaction with a guy friend of mine turned sour when he lectured me about how I would regret not getting married at the right time. He lectured that every event in our lives needs to be completed within a certain timeframe set by society else we are doomed. I wasn’t angry. I was just disappointed to realize that annoying aunties are rapidly doubling in our society. And they don’t just appear at weddings or family functions anymore. They are everywhere. They are the real pandemic.
Let’s examine this a little closer.
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