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"Maa, why are two brides standing with each other?” The mother gently held her son’s hand and said, “Because love doesn’t see gender. If you love someone, you can always choose them."
“Maa, why are two brides standing with each other?” The mother gently held her son’s hand and said, “Because love doesn’t see gender. If you love someone, you can always choose them.”
It is his daughter’s marriage tomorrow. He was restless. Sleep would not come. Radhika was his first born, now all grown up, and tomorrow she marries her long-term partner. He looked at his wife who was sleeping at peace, picked up his spectacles and walked out of the room.
Once in the living room, he checked the huge ‘To Do’ list he had stuck on the wall for past 3 months. He checked each one of them. All ticked in blue. The way he checked Radhika’s homework when she was a child. He gently rubbed his moist eyes, as he went back to bed. Sleep won’t come today, he knew. Also, all the relatives were arriving early in the morning.
Not very far away another father looked out of the hotel window. He was sleepless. It is his daughter’s marriage too, tomorrow. But he has come alone, with his daughter.
Since the day the marriage was announced, his family and friends have started deserting him. His wife refused to attend her own daughter’s wedding. He has been excommunicated by his community. For the last 3 months, he and his daughter are almost on their own. No one wanted that marriage to happen. But he stood by his daughter. Her choice. And her well being.
The next day at sharp 11, both the fathers wearing their best dresses walked to the venue with their daughters. One father all alone with his daughter. The other with family and friends.
Both the fathers met. They hugged. Their daughters had fallen in love with each other in college. And now, they wanted to tie the knot.
As two brides entered the venue looking ravishing, a little boy held his mother’s hand and whispered, “Maa, why are there no bridegrooms? Why are two brides standing with each other?” The mother gently held her son’s hand and said, “Because love doesn’t see gender. If you love someone, you can always choose them. Love is always right.” The little boy looked at his mother and nodded, as the ceremony began on the other end of the marriage hall.
It is said that the sky was clear that day, and a beautiful rainbow came up and refused to leave.
Radhika’s father happily took all pictures outdoors, as the rainbow blossomed freely.
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Yuvaraj Shele, a small-time worker from Kolhapur, Maharashtra, did battle many odds and arranged for his mother Ratna’s wedding a few weeks ago. The main point that he put forth was that he felt his mother was lonely and saw the need for her to live happily.
A myth that goes without saying is that only a woman can understand another woman better. What happens when a man does understand what a woman goes through? Especially when the woman is his mother, that too when she is a widow?
This scene does remind of a few movies/web series where the daughter/son do realize their mother’s emotions and towards the end, they approve of their new relationship.
Just because they are married a husband isn’t entitled to be violent to his wife. Just because a man is "in love" with a woman, it doesn't give him a right to be violent.
Trigger Warning: This speaks of graphic details of violence against women and may be triggering for survivors.
Anger is a basic human emotion, just like happiness or being sad. One chooses his/her way of expressing that emotion. It is safe until that action stays within oneself.
What happens when that feeling is forced upon another? The former becomes the perpetrator, and the latter turns out to be the victim.
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