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Business Graduate by conventional definition, Social Sector enthusiast by accident. Trying to be Human at the moment.

Tuesday, March 28, 2017

Humans as we know.

I think we live in a world where there is an increasing need to liberate ourselves and do things out of love and not perceived obligations.

I can't say a lot with confidence about other societies, but the one I stem from essentially tames and limits a woman to its roles..Forming expectations and  associating a fixed set of obligations to it.

You are born a daughter, sister, turn into a wife, mother, daughter in law, mother in law, grandmother and so on.

All these seem to be confining identity. By way of proudly introducing these roles, not only do we squeeze and cut out a woman to fit into these roles, we implicitly then expect them to behave and not behave a certain way. External influences  unto how you are to behave  in a certain role often gets  heavy. Happily so often, it overshadows a woman's personality which often unveils itself in depression, bitter relationships and complicated negativity towards spouse/the rest in old age.

I was brought up intensely as a human than as anything else. It helped me realize the passion, enthusiasm and power involved in doing things out of
Love and not merely out of obligation. It helped me breathe/live and serve as a human and not as out of any role.

I suppose liberating a woman and raising a human to love and live out of love is extremely essential.

I only realized so after getting married whereby, said and unsaid expectations of beyond immediate families become evident. 'Oh, you are married now..' 'Oh! You live with your in-laws? Must be difficult no?' 'Oh, now you have a baby, stay home yes' 'Oh, Zainab is so lucky that she has an educated mother'

All this somehow seems to be limiting identity of sorts. I am here, sitting at home, choosing to be a stay at home wife/mom at the moment for my reasons. Not out of obligation.

We have a choice as humans and most importantly as women. As most specifically as South Asian Muslim Women perceived through a certain lens by inside and outside of community alike. A choice to assume power of practicing love and actions out of love and for the sake of love. Not out of obligation. Don't be a good daughter/sister/wife/mother/daughter in law and so forth only because you are expected to be so. Don't just sit and robotically fulfil expectations set upon you by the world.

Assume power of choice and practice actions out of love. Don't compromise and volunteer for anything in a relationship or in life because you're obligated so. Do so out of Love. In fact, Liberate yourself from the delusion of obligation and do it purely out of love.

To all the women rejecting self contained shackles of victimisation, struggling and tiptoeing around patriarchy while teaching, practicing and spreading nothing but Love and growing wise with the daily struggles of life. Lots of love to you. You are and you have what has inspired me to write this today.

Sunday, March 5, 2017

Haldi honey doodh.

I had been wondering whether to post this for quite sometime.

In our lives, if we sincerely look around, there are humans who geniunely are beautiful souls. They may take different roles/relationships in our life.

People often tell me I am quite lucky with everything. And I think they are wrong. Everyone in this world gets their fair share of luck. In different forms. Every single soul is blessed. In one way or the other. In some part of life or the other. In some phase of life or the other.

So, I am not quite sure about being lucky with everything. I have had and still have my fair share of sufferings that I personally cherish - which seems to be the only option in helping me evolve into a better/wiser person.

What I am quite sure about is that this planet still has wonderful souls roaming about.

What I am quite sure about is my luck in meeting such souls.

The issue with the warmest one I know is that he happens to be my husband. Loving him just because he is my husband is like exploring an excuse to justify why I am still with him.

He is a good human. Something we undermine so often. He is a balanced rational yet sensitive being. A very very patient one. He is a good teacher. And a great student. He realizes. Acknowledges and feels. Something a lot of us struggle to do on daily basis. I often feel like writing on his ability to be so self reflexive.

So yes, I am not sure about being lucky with everything in life. But I am quite sure about being lucky to having met Zain. And extremely lucky about the manner in which we met. And definitely lucky to realize that my daughter is almost as lucky as I was in having a great father.

He is a good human. A soul. The concept is fluid. You don't need to importantly have such a person as your partner or family member or friend. It could be anyone. Open your heart and look around. I am 100percent sure you will find good hearted souls just as I did. And try being like them.
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Zain, to learning patience and adapting to your unexpected plans and honeyhaldi-doodh obsessions forever. Happy Birthday.

May we all stumble upon and learn to cherish humans like you and may we all learn to be the same for the rest of the world around us and within us. Amen.