Asmi is still the same, a bit of me and a bit of you. A reflection of the feelings buried deep inside every woman. A responsible and doting mother, a beloved wife, a dutiful daughter-in-law, a forever friend, Asmi’s core is unchanged, but there are ripples on the surface.
No matter how much she kept things around her aside, this one year has made her think hard, not once but on numerous occasions.
Born in an Indian middle-class family, Asmi is every bit of an Indian daughter brought up with the core values and beliefs. However, with the changing times and voices around her, she can’t stop herself from questioning her belief and the values inculcated in her. Or in other words, questioning our age-old values we so proudly pass on from one generation to another.
Why is the head of the family a man? Just because he is earning? As far as Asmi remembers, while traveling in the trains she has seen even women in the fields, farming alongside men. So, the women not only work inside the house but outside as well. And as a matter of fact, this has nothing to do with being modern.
Why can’t a woman ever ask for a break from her daily toil? The irony is even expecting a break or rest is like asking too much. Is a woman only meant to take care of everything, everyone around her and eventually forget about her wellbeing, her wishes, her wants, her desires?
Why is a daughter expected to forget her family immediately after marriage? Is it really that easy? Are daughters only meant to live for the new family and give up all the emotional and blood ties with their family which in fact, gave the best upbringing and education only to one day see their daughter go away?
There are basic things which Asmi cannot comprehend. There are questions which are cropping in Asmi’s life, which she wants to push aside because these might disrupt her foundation, but the pull towards the WHY in these questions is so strong, that she is being pulled along.
Read through Asmi’s thoughts tomorrow in Asmi’s Journal. Where she writes about her fight with herself and her struggle with keeping her upbringing afloat with the current society.
Should she take a stand, for herself and others like her? Or should she let go? Because taking a stand will not be easy. For she may find herself standing alone.
From tomorrow in Asmi’s Journal.
जो नींव डाली थी कल,
वह नींव हिलती दिख रही है आज I
जिस वजूद के सहारे कड़ी हुई थी कल,
वह वजूद डगमगाता दिख रहा है आज I
क्या नारी का कोई वजूद नहीं?
क्या उसकी कोई पहचान नहीं?
कई सवाल उठ रहें हैं जेहन में,
जो जवाब मिले थे कल,
वो भी सवाल बन गएँ हैं आज I