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Why do they force us to accept your in-laws house as your own? Why do your parents abandon you after you get married?
I wonder which is my home. I wonder if it is the one where I grew up, where I learnt to walk and talk. I wonder if it is the home where I stepped in after getting married and was told that this is my home now. I wonder if my home is where I currently live, in another city. I am confused. I am bewildered. I am hurt.
This is the Chaitra month in the Bengali calendar. Then comes the start of a new year. I was planning to go to the homes where I grew up (my parents live there) and my in-laws house. I would be traveling in the Chaitra month.
My parents and my in-laws objected to it. They said that if you leave your house in the month of Chaitra then you should come back also to your home in that same month.
I was confused. I was shocked. I thought I was visiting my homes. I did not realize I was a stranger to the houses I had been told to accept all my life. Then what am I teaching my son? That his childhood home is not his home?
Why do they force us to accept your in-laws house as your own? Why do your parents abandon you after you get married? I feel like I’m being tossed around according to everyone’s whims. I am living inside a suitcase.
I have memories, happy and sad, in both of these homes. But tradition and old ancient tales do not accept these.
They have not understood that today a woman leaves her home to study and pursue a job. She is still deprived of the right to call her previous homes as her own. In today’s world, where we say we are progressing; I feel we have taken a backward step and are still there. I wish to stand up and make my own traditions. I wish to call every place I have spent in, my home. Why am I not allowed to do that?
Image source: a still from the film Methi Ke Laddoo
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