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Changing one lullaby at a time...

मेरी मुनिया रानी बने
महलो का राजा मिले
देखे खुशियो के मेले
दर्द कोई न झेले
लोरी लोरी लोरी
लोरी लोरी लोरी

Lullabies!!!

They make you nostalgic. But today, after having a daughter, when I sing them; they make me angry. In every other lullaby, mothers are telling their daughters that a prince charming will come and take them away to live happily ever after. As if that is the only definition of being happy.

Why don't we tell our daughters that they may or may not fall in love. They may or may not want to get married. They may or may not end up being a homemaker. They can take the decision of having or not having a baby.
And ALL of this is fine.

Our nanis told our mothers that the whole n sole purpose of their lives is getting married, bearing n rearing children, serving their in-laws AND always obeying them without questioning. Being opinionated was a strict no-no. But they did a favour to our mothers. They did not educate them. So our mothers accepted and adapted easily.

What our parents did? They gave us the same set of old rules for girls but they educated us as well. They took us out, showed us the world, bought us the books, told us the stories of lady legends.
This all made us wise enough to question and to tell right from the wrong.

And this is from where all the problems start. A woman in our society should not question, she should not be opinionated OR she should be opinionated in her husband's circle of friends but not before her in-laws. Being intelligent is a crime as you can be misunderstood for being proud and arrogant.

But I will not do this to my daughter. I will not give her a sword to get clicked with so that I may add it in her BIODATA. I will modify my lullabies for her. Tonight we are singing and husband seems to be amused ...

खाली गिलास में पानी नहीं
कैसे किसी की प्यास बुझे
गर तुझे खुद का खयाल नहीं
कैसे किसी का खयाल रखे
तू सबसे आगे, तू सबसे पहले
लोरी लोरी लोरी
लोरी लोरी लोरी

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