A letter to my daughter

A letter to my daughter

Dear daughter o’mine,

You laugh a lot, with gay abandon, accompanied by snorts. Don’t let anyone tell you it is unladylike.

You climb on your dad, roll on the floor and play with cars. Don’t let them tell you should have been a boy.

You run, scream, jump and talk non stop, trying to burn the seemingly inexhaustible energy I am still wondering the source of. Don’t let their disapproving stares bother you.

You play with your dolls, cooking for and feeding them. You even put them to bed. Don’t let them tell you that is how girls play.

You like ribbons and pony tails but couldn’t care less about princesses and unicorns. You sleep with a teddy bear. You like trucks, aeroplanes and skateboards. Digging in the dirt and climbing trees are some of your favourite past times. Don’t let them teach you to choose between any of those.

Don’t let anyone define who you are or what you should be. Wear blacks, reds and blues if you like and be who you want to be.

You are just a child, free and wild. And that is how it should be.


Why do we do what we do?

Ever wondered what you would do with your life if so many things didn’t matter? What would happen if you didn’t care to fit in to the societal norms? What you would do if didn’t have to care about what so many people thought, if you didn’t have to worry about letting someone down.

We live in a world where we are observed every day and criticized for what we do or choose not to do. It has been ingrained in our subconscious to watch what we do or say. We have been taught to please others. We have been told to adjust and do certain things because we live in a society.

We mostly do things to please others. Children usually do things that makes their parents happy, spouses do what their wife/husband likes. People do what others expect of them. If they are not able to do such a thing, it is rest assured that the rest of their lives, they will keep getting reminders of what they were not able to do.

Grades in class, ace in sports, secure a good seat in top college, take to professional courses, make sure you secure good marks so you get a good job in a top company, get married ‘at the right age’, have a child at the right age, have another child if people around want you to, get the children into a competitive international school, make sure the kids get good grades, make sure the kids secure good marks for a top college, and so on the cycle continues.

It makes me wonder, is this all the we can come up with? That’s it? Such a pity.

Just think, if you didn’t have a route to follow, if you didn’t have  book to follow, if you didn’t have rules to follow, what would you do? What would your heart say? Where would your feet lead you? What would go on in your mind?