What made you think that I had the strength to bear it all?? What made you think that I will be able to survive this at all?
What extra did you see in me, that you showered me with pain, the very thought of which, can make others insane??
Or did you add some special power or quality while sending me in my mother’s womb??
What was it God?? What was it?? Why did you choose me?? Why me??
I’m just an ordinary human, like anyone else that you brought into this world. But why couldn’t you provide me with parents or people who could show some care and true concern?? The orphanage turned a blind eye towards my wails and cries, as I took to the concrete for more sleepless night. The lady in the car said, they have the strength to bear this difficult life. But, I don’t want this strength, all I want is a life to live by.
I’m just an ordinary human. I can’t recall of any superpowers that you bestowed. But you took away the child I nurtured in my womb, without even giving me a chance to see him grow into a man, I wanted him to be. You took away something that I created with so much pain, hardship and love. What wrong did I do to bear this pain? If I were you, I wouldn’t have the heart to take a child away from her mother. But you did, and the world consoled us by telling that you give pain to those who can bear. But really god, really?? Do you really think we had the strength to deal with the loss?? No..No, one has. I am weak, the weakest of them all, yet I’m made to believe that I have the strength to bear it all.
I’m just an ordinary human, not a warrior at all. But I fought till I lost my consciousness, praying for their conscience to hit them hard. Their conscience didn’t intervene, as they tore my dignity apart. I still hear the whispers of my neighbors, as I sheepishly pass by. But, how am I at fault?? Where was I wrong? You weakened me further, thinking I had the strength to bear it all. It’s a tough world to fight against…that too with so little support. I wanted to end it all, escape from this humiliating life..but, someone said, god is there with you. If you are there, why can’t justice be served?? Why can’t the culprits hide, while I walk my head held high??
I’m just an ordinary human, with no place to go. My hungry daughter cries in my arms, as I struggle for some food. I could give away my life to save her, but will you look after her, when I’m gone?? Or will she be left all alone in this tormenting world?? Will she be tested a million times for her strength??
I’m just an ordinary human, a mere puppet in their hands. With strings tied so hard, that I dare not try. I want to cut those strings and run away, but my wings were cut, even before I was born. My strength and endurance is tested everyday, as they know, I can’t escape. I pray, I keep praying for a better life, until one day I finally close my eyes. I wasn’t that strong, as you thought. I heard them say, she should have fought. But, did they even know, how badly I tried??
If living in pain is what we define strength as, then I want to be the weakest person on Earth. Even when the whole world thinks, that I am strong enough to bear all the pain, ask me once to see, how weak am I?
I don’t know how much more, I have to bear, but somehow I feel this is how life is supposed to be..But, at the end of the day, please refrain from saying that I had the strength to bear it all. Because I know, there’s a point when we all breakdown, we reach our low…but then we pick us up, and continue the show..