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I’m the New Bride-to-be. ❤️

So it’s all done. I packed my bags. My wardrobe is empty. All set to leave my family and home. Few hours left. Counting my last hours as Spinster, and himself as a Bachelor. I’m super excited; also I let my tears flow at night. I’m so embarrassed. I have to wake up to get prepared for my big day. I’ve bought all the beautiful dresses and sarees. I’m loving my ornaments. My mehandi prints are fabulous. I’m gearing up my mind to stand there in front of the huge crowd, with my fiancé. My mom talks about how to life further, how to cook good food, when to wake up in the morning, how I should treat his family, how flexible should I be situations and blend with people; and on the other side my dad starts his lecture. Hell lot of advices from both. For the very first time, their goodness and guidance put me in tears instead of ending up in anger. Parents seem to sound so beautiful at some instances. 24 years of my journey with them. So much comfort and love, all these days and every minute. I’m so deeply jailed behind my thoughts. I’ll no longer be pampered under my parents’care. Myself and my very own family is changing into a long-distance relationship. I’m so afraid. So much. What should I do the very next day at his house? Go to the kitchen early in the morning? Greet my in-laws? So, how will they respond to me back? When to take a break and relax on the couch? A sudden transformation from ‘I lay on my bed all day long and my mom never minds’ to ‘I’ve to take up multiple responsibilities and keep up with my duties everyday’. So weird! When should I go to bed and when does my morning shades appear? What if I act strange or funny sometimes in front of my new family? Will they judge me? Will they love me all the time? I’m confused. I’m scared. I’ve to prepare myself for everything and face it alone. New people, new surroundings, new taste of foods, new relationships. I know I can no more complaint about having Upma for my breakfast. Nor I can make something different according to my taste. It is that. That’s how it is supposed to be. I understand. I’ll miss my mom switching off the fan at 10 a.m. to wake me up; and my dad and cousins who always pull my leg for everything and nothing. I’m sure to do my best to satisfy my new family. I bring a promise here to bring happiness to myself and to my new family too. A changeover from being a daughter and sister to a wife and daughter-in-law. What kind of a curse to all girls to leave her family halfway and go just like that! I’ll wait for the day I can visit my family again. Once in a week or maybe twice a month? That is going to the toughest yet unforgettable moment in my life too. ❤️

© Yashica Priya

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What’s Wrong in being a Housewife?

Why is that people give a weird look when I say “I want to be a housewife”?
They be like, “Yeah? Seriously? Why don’t you go for a job and be independent?”
This is so irritating at times.
Yes, I have a good educational career, have worked previously, and earned enough. And now when I want to settle as a homemaker, don’t hesitate to listen what a girl like me has on mind.
With the growing economy and intense popularity, the idea of women being housewives has gotten really worse. The understructure of being an “ideal” woman, according to this society today, is to have a decent degree beside the name, a great job, and a well-paid salary. Women who stay at home, preferring to be a 24*7 wife, mother, and daughter-in-law, are in no way lesser than those women who work in a greatest MNC. We too have dreams, goals to achieve, and so many. But according to me, to build my family with love, care, responsibilities means a lot rather than working for a random company’s growth. I work for my family, I help them grow, I wish to be there for them irrespective of wild winds and soothing breezes. If one chooses to stay at home, washing vessels and clothes and helping her in-laws, she is supposed to be called “brave” for sacrificing her personal dreams. I suppose it’s something that shouldn’t be degraded and pulled down with sarcasm or whatever you call it. I have the capability to run to the kitchen and manage my partner’s savings at the same time. Also I’m sure that I’m eligible to get into the workplace I really want to. I don’t see myself anywhere a step lower than other women who earn.
Maybe with this designation of housewife, I hope I can build one or few humans stronger with clarity of mind and feed them good vibes. I wouldn’t tie them with my thoughts but with my soul that’s attached so deeply within us as a family.
Don’t say that I failed to create my life by not pursuing with my career. Not everyone does their career or job with love. Choosing to be a housewife takes real talent and every work is done passionately with lively presence and soft smiles, which I think is most needed to live life fully. The meaning of a family is to grow together with compassion, love, and respect towards each other. It is not a NECESSITY to work. I wish women support each other when they choose to settle down as a proud homemaker! No matter how much we do, we never get a “Wow” or a “Congratulations on your bonus” exclamations. There’s no sick leave or casual leave.
We make “house” a happy “home” to live in. We’re hired once and are forever hired.

© Yashica Priya

Happy Women’s Day

Happy Women’s Day to all the lovely women out there.

Being a woman, always remember you deserve more of respect, love, and affection. You are stronger than you will ever know. Don’t let anyone degrade your standard. Know that you are born to live the best life. Make use of the ultimate purpose of your existence. Have the courage to walk away if anything worthy is served lesser for you. Because, your excellency is above men. Always have two kinds of attitude; one to make a real man fall for you and the other to burn the so-called men if they ill-treat you.

I love you all. More Peace be with you. ❤️

© Yashica Priya

The Best Husband?

Finding the best husband is not on any woman’s dictionary. His looks, skin tone, or rugged voice don’t come under the expectations of “best” that women ask for. Having the best husband is decided on how good his family is, how his family treats you and how lovable and supportive they’re to each other. He has to be good and true to himself. That’s where he stands as a man. He should know the ethical formula of treating a woman right. He must treat you the way he treats his mother or sister. If he tortures you, hurt you, make you cry in the name of “so-called love”, it’s not a good move. If he treats his family well but not you, it means he doesn’t see you as one among his family. Yes, I have a Husband who is so sure that every woman has to be treated nice. And he, no matter what, says, “Raising hands or talking ill about her is never an icon of being a great man”. There are few things that we have to learn from few men here and there. There are a lot a difference between a “typical” stereotypical guys and a “man” who knows the value of a good woman. He has always taught me not to discourage or carry hatred.
I’m not too great, neither is he.
But we’re perfectly matched. He knows my life, he understood my hardships, and still calls me his best partner. When people judged me bad, he never addressed me as wrong.

Choose a man, not someone who will constantly hit you with words, anger, or mental pressure. Let go if they’re not comfortable with you. Don’t force someone to love you. Never; never do that. If God destined you to be with them, He would have. Love is a thing that should be carried on with mesmerizing happiness from both sides, but not as a burden to each other. Everyone deserves a happy life. Work on your goals and God will direct your steps.

© Yashica Priya