I know that you're always wondering who your daughter is dating. I know when she comes home late, the fear inside your chest reflects as anger on your face, and induces hatred in the heart of your daughter. There are times when your daughter fights with her boyfriend and sleeps hungry on those nights. There are days when she's irritated, and you still deal with her temper.
But just when you keep your head on a stack of pillows, on any such day, you wonder if your daughter will find someone who will love her more than you do. Because the last time you saw your daughter, her mascara was smeared and her lips trembled when she kissed you. You know that she's not dating the right guy.
And somewhere between the commotion of your doubts and fears, you pray for a perfect boyfriend for your imperfect daughter. You want a man to fall in love with the imperfections of your wayward daughter whose mood oscillates like the pendulum of your antique wall clock. You don't want her boyfriend to love her till she sleeps with him, but you want him to love her like Romeo loved Juliet.
And one day, your daughter will find the incarnation of true love within my heart. Silence will become a distant relative of yours, because the rooms will echo with her laughter and blabbering. When you will focus your attention on the screen of your laptop, analysing the loss your company has gone through, she'll tickle you and hug you from the back. Tears won't sing her a lullaby and nightmares won't wake her up in the middle of the night. The lines won't cross your forehead when you'll stand behind the curtains, watching her sleep.
Soon, you will realise that the person she loves is a girl. The fact that your daughter is a lesbian may drag you to a street, where you will imagine yourself hiding your face with your palm. You will feel ashamed because your daughter could not fit herself in the mould prepared by the society.
So, just before you think of leaving your fingerprints on her cheek, just walk back into your room and look at the photo frames hanging on the wall.
So, do you still feel angry when you see your daughter smiling? Do you realise that she has achieved what she really wanted to? She is really happy because she has embraced her true identity. Are you going to lock her up in her room just because she loves someone the society doesn't allow? The people of that society, who were never a part of your struggles and success, take a toll on your mind and frame your decisions.
But, will you let her cry her entire life and try to craft her into someone she doesn't want to be?
Walk back to her room, and kiss her on her forehead. Hug your daughter and tell her it's completely alright to fall in love with the person she wants to be with. Tell her that it's absolutely normal to be oneself and abnormality arises when you choose to be someone else.
And when I come to your place, let me hold her skinny hands, and let her put her arms around my waist. Trust me, we will be happy together, if you let us stay who we are.
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Short StoryIt's all I've learnt from my life experiences. Truly. Over a short period of time.