It is all upto YOU

Dear Maa...from

Dear মা,

You are nothing more than a saleswoman!
Yes, that is the truth, maa!

Let us start from the basics, shall we?

See,

1. When you were small, you had a dream of becoming a successful person, right maa?

But the death of your father, when you were only 7 years old, broke that dream.
I know, you did not realise it back then.
But it did!

Do you remember maa, the time when you used to go and stand at the Ration shop, because your maa was a nurse and your two brothers were busy in making them successful, by visiting to the schools?
You could not visit to the school, maa.
But you accepted that with a wide smile, because you knew that a family with four members cannot survive with a little money, that grandma used to get from the hospital. So ration was important as well.

You sold your dreams, maa.
You sold your dreams of going to school.

2. Remember the time, when you wanted to go out and play with your friends. You were exceptional, maa. You did not want to play with simple dolls. You wanted to participate in outdoor sports.
Your energy was incomparable.
But, you had to channel that energy in household works, maa.
Because, who else will look after the house?
Afterall, your brothers had to spend some leisure time playing in the field, after mugging up the study books at school, isn't it?
And grandma, being the only earning member of the family, was busy in hospital, and you being a sensible one, could not ask her to work furthermore, because she used to be tired.

You sold your dreams, maa.
You sold your dreams of going to the field and enjoy the breeze of the nature.

3. Remember the day, when it was raining just like it is today?
The day, when you decided not to go outside and splatter on the rain, because if you would have fallen ill, no one else was there, to look after the family; especially when your brothers were busy gossiping in the nearby tea stall under the cool, soothing breeze, talking about politics perhaps, because IPL was not there still, and feminism did not come in the dictionary probably, so it was not the topic of discussion for sure, also grandma was probably busy at the hospital as well; busy...don't know what she was busy in. Anyways...

You sold your dreams, maa.
You sold your dreams of enjoying under the rain.

4. Lets move a little bit forward.
Remember the day, when you got married?
You did not want to, but you had to.
Because society believes, that women cannot take care of themselves.
You thought you would be independent,
because you still had that fire inside you, of becoming successful; and with growing age, you realised that only education doesn't make someone successful.
But society; a word that didn't allow human beings to make a society rather, forced you, or should I say, ordered you, to enslave yourself.
It had too, you see.
Else, you being a successful person in the future, would have doubted the society and would have tried to change its pattern, its system.
And society couldn't have accepted the changes.
It is a little emotional, you see maa?
It does not change.
Probably, that is the reason why
it does not progress and evolve.

You sold your dreams, maa.
You sold your dreams of becoming independent, self-caring, successful person!

5. You were a very good singer, maa.
Your teacher taught you for free.
No wonder why people used to compare you with Lata Mangeshkar.
You were a good singer.

'Were'.

Were; because you don't do it now.
Don't do it, because your mother-in-law was jealous of you.
Had to be.
Because she herself, was a lyricist.
A failed one.
Who did not get a chance in a normal fucntion, leave alone films.
So seeing a girl, half of her age,
progressing so well...
she could not take it.