Being A Girl...One question I always asked myself from childhood "Is it my fault I'm a girl, if yes, but why?"
My grand parents expected a baby boy, as the second child in our family. But I was a baby girl born to my parents. They didnt like me,nor loved me I guess. They didnt like to celebrate my birthday and they never gave me any gift in my lifetime, neither cared whether I lived or I was dead. They are not alive,but still I could not forget why they never cared for me...
At school like all other children, I too wished that my grand parents would love me,give me presents, play with me....but oneday Mum told me,they didnt like the fact that I was a girl child. But at that age, I couldnot understand what that really meant.
Being an adult, whenever I saw children playing with their grand parents and enjoying, I just thought how lucky they were...
One of my neighbour used to play with his grand daughter everyday, and take her on evening walk and sometimes as I watched them so happy I just wished I could be so lucky..
I have never questioned my parents, why they did not like me being girl and how was I so different...But somehow hated myself for being unlucky.
papri 26-30, F 20 Responses 6 Aug 4, 2011