Tuesday, July 8, 2014

Mother-my creator my protector

When I was small I was very fond of dancing.I used to dance in my room to any of the Bollywood songs which would play on the T.V..My mother used to appreciate my dance and this encouraged me to dance even more.

But as I grew up, I realized that dancing is not something which I can carry forward.My family was quite conservative in letting girls learn dance or music.The life of a girl was restricted to the education we received at school and learning the household chores at home.Learning any extra curricular activity like dance for which we have to go out was strictly prohibited.
But even after knowing all this,my love towards dance didnt become any less.I used to close my room and practice dance steps.One day my mother saw me practicing in my room and she came and hugged me tightly after my dance was over.I was very scared thinking she might report it to my father.But to my surprise she told me that I have a gift and that I shouldn't waste it.She was willing to talk to my father and my Tau to get permission for me to learn dance.My happiness knew no bounds.

After dinner,my mother quietly asked my father who was sitting on a chair drinking his hot haldi milk for his permission.My father, who was a quiet man, suddenly shouted and what came out from his mouth was something I had always expected.He totally rejected the idea of my learning dance and regarded it as some kind of blasphemy and revolt against the family.My tau added fuel to the fire saying that girls from good families don't need to learn such things.Even my Tai supported them which shocked me.How can she as a girl not support me?

But it was my mother who fought against all of them.She was crying because she was seeing my dreams get broken but still she continued to fight.She kept on putting arguments saying how the world has changed and developed and how in today's world having some kind of extra curricular activities actually is needed for all round development.My father started to see some reason and after some time became quite pondering on the arguments my mother had just given.But it was my tau and tai who didn't give up.

At last my mother decided that the only way to fulfill her daughters dream is to leave that house.My father became panicky and shouted at my mother but my mother had decided.She ran towards her room holding my hands and started packing.Nobody had expected this.The always meek mother had revolted and now she was not going to keep quite anymore.It was no more about dancing but it was about freedom to do anything we want as girls and about the discrimination we had to face even at our own house.My father came to the room and was shocked seeing my mother pack.He tried his best to reason out with her but her determination was hard to break.

At last my father relented and went to talk to my tau who after a day or two also relented.I am now a trained Bharatnatyam dancer and soon I am going to be a graduate in it.My mother comes for all my performance and sits in the first row appreciating my dance like she used to do when I was a child.Sometimes I wonder if it had not been for my mother , I couldn't have achieved what I have today.She stood against all the odds and all the "mards" of the house.And this has made my life different.My mother is truly "my hero" -" A MARDAANI"




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