It is not safe for anyone.
I have heard this a lot. It’s not safe for her.
But, is it for him? Do you want him to grow up thinking he is safe?
I hope not. Because then it’s your misery. If you are a parent, I wouldn’t dare to advise. That’s your kid we are talking about.
Swear to god, I am scared of parents, but these days I am scared for them too. I know they are the guards of our life, the guardians of the bubble we live in. And they let us think that too for our whole life. Because they have not yet realized that it’s not the same time as before when the kids were good at hiding and coping.
Dear parents, do you think that we kids, I mean what a regular, normal-looking kid from our generation are facing today is something new? believe me, it was always like that. People were not given some special training back then to be strong, but you still were.
You are taught to be strong. Your parents told you how to never ignore misbehavior, harassment or any kind of nonsense thrown at you. Not even a bite of food given to you by a stranger. But were they told these things back then? their minds were filled with myths and superstitions but rarely facts and precautions.
But that doesn’t mean they were reckless. They had their fair share of high ups and deep downs but they survived. Do you think you will?
I hope you do, for them. Because they need you to be aware, now more than ever. Now, girls, I am not only talking about you all. Of course, you are unsafe but boys, are you okay? Do you feel like yourself lately? Or have you ever felt like yourself? Did anyone hurt you because you didn’t crack that exam or did they bully you for not cracking that joke at the right time?
I just want to say to all of you out there, talk about it with whoever you find that comfort in. Tell them how you never wanted to be in that college, how you hated that course you took, how you hated your first girlfriend because she was not just your first heartbreak but also your first hate for a relationship where you just gave and never received.
Tell them how you wanted to mix sounds and make songs but instead you went for settling down, how you never wanted to pet a puppy but instead a cat whom you could sleep with the whole Sunday noon and then go for biryani at night alone with friends but had to tag your wife along because you were married now.
How you liked that boy but was too ashamed to even accept the fact that your heart was stumping because they badly wanted a daughter-in-law.
How once a known person of yours touched you the way he should never have when you were still finding your identity. Tell them how you liked how women took hours in front of a mirror and how you wanted to do that too.
But if you still haven’t had the chance then grasp all the courage, take all those pieces from your first breakup, get a cat, buy your favorite outfit, take hours to set your hair in front of your shimmery mirror, go out for biryani with the love of your life and that sushy cat of yours.
Bring your parents favorite ice creams or maybe anything they love to eat after dinner, just when you are standing outside the door, calm your impulses to help your hands run through your partners and hold their nervous sweaty hands in your shaking ones and ring the bell.
BOOM!!! You are here. Now if you can say seeing their face then go tell them, but again if you can’t then whisper it to your partner, I CAN’T. If your partner really cares for you and understand the courage all of it took just to hold their hand at that very moment then they will bring the after-dinner food in between the conversation and let you take a, breath.
So sorry that I tried interrupting your life this way but I am just writing this in hope that your parents will understand once they get to know you like the person holding your hand might does.
I told you before they are your parents. No matter what, even if they know or not. But they will protect you because they never knew anything more than that or more precisely they never saw anything else than that. Caring for your child no matter what.
It goes something like this with our parents for us. Help them even before they realize that they need it. Give them everything even before they ask for it. I know it is difficult to understand this kind of telepathy but this is what it is and it’s all worth it.
So as I said before, I worry for them and doubt their level of understanding so help your parents get there. And for parents who are reading this, do not let them grow up thinking that they are safe. Your girls as well as your boys. Protect them but most importantly them all the precautions that you never got introduced to.
P.S.- I know you will say another parent-kids story but what to do that is all I know. Actually that is all coming to my mind these days. WHOEVER READING THIS CAN GIVE ME SOME IDEAS AND REMEMBER THIS, I AM ALL IN FOR IT. Okay, good night you all. Please bear with me one more time. Bie.
