chaotic life

13 slapped

Isha's P.O.V 

As I prepared to confront my father for the first time, I felt a mix of nervousness and determination. I had always been a dutiful daughter, never questioning my father's decisions or going against his wishes. But this time, I knew I had to speak up for myself.

 I rehearsed my words in my mind, I felt a sense of empowerment growing within me. I knew that this conversation would be difficult, but I also knew that it was necessary for my own growth and happiness.

 I approached my father, taking a deep breath, steeling myself for the confrontation ahead. I knew that my father might not react well to my defiance, but I was prepared to stand my ground.

**Isha** "Mumma, Papa, mujhe aap logon se kuch important baat karni hai."

(Mumma , Papa , I need to talk to you about something important.)

**Mumma** "Kya baat hai? Tum serious lag rahi ho."

(What is it? You seem serious).

**Isha** "Main jaanti hoon ki hamare yaha mein ladkiyon ka jaldi shadi karana common hai, lekin main   apni education aur career pe focus karna chahti hoon, shaadi ke baare mein sochne se pehle."

(I know that in our culture, it's common for girls to get married early, but I really want to focus on my education and career before thinking about marriage.)

**Mumma:** “par beta, hum Tumhare liye sabse Acha chahte hai, Aur Hume lagta hai ki shaadi Tumhara future  secure kar degi” 

( But beta,. We want what's best for you, and we think getting married early will secure your future.)

**Isha :** “Main samajhti hoon, Mumma, lekin main yeh manti hoon ki agar main pehle professionally apni jagah bana loon, toh main apne future ke parivar ke liye zyada provide kar sakti hoon. Aur main sach mein yeh manti hoon ki apni education aur career ko pursue karna hi mujhe khush aur successful banayega.

Mujhe bas thoda aur samay chahiye apne goals ko achieve karne ke liye shaadi ke baare mein sochne se pehle. Aur main yeh bhi manti hoon ki mujhe apni life ke decisions ke liye freedom honi chahiye. Main apne sapne poore karne ke liye pehle settle hone ke baare mein sochna chahti hoon.”

( I understand that, Mumma , but I believe that if I can establish myself professionally first, I'll be able to provide more for my future family. And I truly believe that pursuing my education and career will make me happy and successful. 

I just need more time to achieve my goals before thinking about marriage.And I also believe that I should have the freedom to make decisions about my own life. I want to pursue my dreams before settling down.)

I felt a sense of liberation as I voiced out my opinions, knowing that I was finally taking control of my own life.

**Papa :** “Hamare hisab Se Jaldi shadi Karna Tumhe Aage kaam aayega” 

 (We think getting married early will be better for you in the long run.)

**Isha :** “Main aapke faisle Se sehmat nahi hoon. Mujhe  apne faisley lene ka Pura haq Hona chahiye  aur apni zindagi apne tareeke se jeene ka bhi.” 

(I don't agree with you. I want to make my own choices and live my life on my own terms.)

**Mumma :** “Yeh tumhari ichha ke baare mein nahi hai, beta. Yeh tumhare liye Kya behtar hai us bare Mai hai. Hum jaante hain tumhare liye kya sahi hai, aur hum tumhe galati karne nahi denge.”

(This is not about what you want, beta. This is about what's best for you. We know what's right for you, and we won't let you make a mistake.)

**Isha :** “ Mujhe maaf karna, Mumma, Papa. Lekin main aapko ye faisla mere liye nahi lene de sakti. Mujhe apna rasta khud chuna hai, chahe yeh apki marzi ke khilaf ho.”

(I'm sorry, Mumma , Papa . But I can't let you make this decision for me. I need to follow my own path, even if it means going against your wishes.)

**Papa :** “Hum tumhare maa-baap hain, aur hum sirf tumhare bhale ke liye chahte hain. Hum tumhe apna bhavishya bigadne nahi denge.”

(We're your parents, and we only want what's best for you. We can't let you ruin your future like this.)

**Isha :** “Main apna bhavishya barbaad karne ki koshish nahi kar rahi hoon, Papa. Main apne liye ek acha bhavishya banana chahti hoon. Aur agar iska matlab aap ke khilaf jana ho, toh koi baat nahi.”

(I'm not trying to ruin my future, Papa . I'm trying to build a future that I want for myself. And if that means going against our traditions, then so be it.)

*SMACK*

The sound of a slap echoes through the room, sharp and sudden. It is followed by a stunned silence, broken only by the sound of heavy breathing and a muffled sob.

For the first time in my life I have been slapped by my father, he never had his attention on me. That's why there wasn't a chance for him to slap me, but today just because I wanted to achieve something I denied one of his wish, he slapped me. 

Shock coursed through me as the sting registered, quickly followed by a deep sense of hurt and betrayal. 

I felt a mix of anger and sadness, wondering what I had done to deserve such treatment,just some words and denial of a wish. My trust in my father was shattered, replaced by a newfound wariness and fear.

As tears welled up in my eyes, I struggled to comprehend the situation. I felt a sense of powerlessness, realizing that I was at the mercy of someone I had once trusted unconditionally. The pain of the slap lingered, both physically and emotionally, leaving a deep impact on my psyche.

Turning around I sprint upstairs towards my room, locking it I bury my head onto the pillows, and scream. 

The scream tho muffled by the pillow still sounded loud, why just why every time it's us girls suffering. 

We didn't ask to be born in such a condition, when I am ready to support myself then why do they need this sudden drama of my marriage, it's not like I am old, I am just 20. It's the age where people have fun, build their careers, make investments for their future but I was being forced to get married. 

Calling my best friend, the only one who understands me, I pour my heart out. There are very few people in front of whom I can be childish, sensitive, goofy, or the child that was forcefully suppressed. It's my bestie Chanchal, my brother Ishan and… …………….

*NEXT MORNING *

Next morning when I wake up my notifications are full of my college mates expressing their shock that I am getting married. I would be shocked too the girl who always talked high of studies, who always wanted to be successful, wanted to be independent was getting married as soon as the college was over. It was hard to digest but it was the truth, I knew my father, once he has taken any decision he will be adamant on it. 

Dropping a text on our group chat, explaining that my parents are still searching for the groom I head to freshen up, no it's not Chanchal who spread the gossip, it's her sister, she is the gossip queen of our college. If she knows something than you bet that the whole college knows it by the end of the day. 

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