Hello again! I have decided to keep my promise about everyday blogging. Well, frequently, if not one every 24 hours. So, today I am going to talk about opportunity.
Okay, no. I wanted to talk about opportunity the day before, but now I will blatantly change the subject to something else entirely. Raise your hands those of you who have protective parents. Good. Now those who have conservative parents. Okay. Now those who have (a) parent(s) that is/are over-protective, conservative, frequently irrational, but broadminded goal-specific. Also Indian. I see two hands, that's nice. Oh wait those are mine.
Sometimes I wonder how others parents function. Taking my friends' examples, its hard to understand why they are so carefree and (I guess) easy-going. My parents have those qualities too, but when it comes to boundaries and limits, there are so many restraints that I just gets to my head quite frequently.
Honestly, I enjoy the restraints. I know that when I grow up and God forbid, if I ever have a kid, I would put necessary measures to keep them in check. But I know that I would first understand their perspective before coming to any judgement. I guess, in a way, my parents taught me a valuable lesson about perspective. Also, it is entirely possible that this is a genetic thing, because my mom and her sister are bad enough, but their mother is the prison warden. God save anyone who dare to defy her.
I don't know if it's jealousy I feel when I compare other parents to my own. I don't know what to feel. As I said, I am fine with being given boundaries, but I also want to experience a certain ease every time I take decisions without the nag in my mind about what my parents would think. I got it. I want freedom! No wait, I want to be independent. That's it. No, not in the oppression struck, ready to revolt kind of way, but the normal way. Not even the ''Its my life, MOM!'' kind of way. Just that, I can choose without being given any opinions, think for myself, eat however less I want (an interesting topic for another blog), close my door every time I am stark-naked, and be given a slight amount of trust.
I know I am not trustworthy. I got plenty of people to back me up on that one, but I need to know that they understand that I won't mess up every single time I leave the house, or do something new or old. I don't think I will ever get that reliance (Indian jokes, only for those who understand).
Okay, no. I wanted to talk about opportunity the day before, but now I will blatantly change the subject to something else entirely. Raise your hands those of you who have protective parents. Good. Now those who have conservative parents. Okay. Now those who have (a) parent(s) that is/are over-protective, conservative, frequently irrational, but broadminded goal-specific. Also Indian. I see two hands, that's nice. Oh wait those are mine.
Sometimes I wonder how others parents function. Taking my friends' examples, its hard to understand why they are so carefree and (I guess) easy-going. My parents have those qualities too, but when it comes to boundaries and limits, there are so many restraints that I just gets to my head quite frequently.
Honestly, I enjoy the restraints. I know that when I grow up and God forbid, if I ever have a kid, I would put necessary measures to keep them in check. But I know that I would first understand their perspective before coming to any judgement. I guess, in a way, my parents taught me a valuable lesson about perspective. Also, it is entirely possible that this is a genetic thing, because my mom and her sister are bad enough, but their mother is the prison warden. God save anyone who dare to defy her.
I don't know if it's jealousy I feel when I compare other parents to my own. I don't know what to feel. As I said, I am fine with being given boundaries, but I also want to experience a certain ease every time I take decisions without the nag in my mind about what my parents would think. I got it. I want freedom! No wait, I want to be independent. That's it. No, not in the oppression struck, ready to revolt kind of way, but the normal way. Not even the ''Its my life, MOM!'' kind of way. Just that, I can choose without being given any opinions, think for myself, eat however less I want (an interesting topic for another blog), close my door every time I am stark-naked, and be given a slight amount of trust.
I know I am not trustworthy. I got plenty of people to back me up on that one, but I need to know that they understand that I won't mess up every single time I leave the house, or do something new or old. I don't think I will ever get that reliance (Indian jokes, only for those who understand).
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