The Sisterhood

O.K. If You Are!

Tread carefully.We are all eating our hearts out watching you for one fatal misstep. Don't break your stride sister, because if you fall, I fall.
We all fall down.
Like dominoes unfairly weighted unequal valuations given to our qualities, more stringent measures of certifications applied. We are not meant to meet standard specifications.We embody gold standard bluechip powerhouses, self regenerating never expected to fail.
So dear, drape your pleats carefully, with one hand and serve your man breakfast with the other.
Feed the baby because he is your beloved doll. Bathe and dress him and hand him over to his proper owners your in-laws.
He is your heart and soul but he is not your namebearer.
(You have no name.Just a dog tag identifying whose property you currently are)
So leave him be and board your bus.Make sure you have stepped out with all the essential "trappings." Are we wearing bangles on both wrists honey, honestly who wants to see unclaimed hands unshackled in bondage?
Not them.Not us.
A role model never forgets tradition... blood red powder on your parting.Now tell me doesn't it look like blood?
Now for a small round vermilion dot to indicate the circle of your life is complete.As a belonging.
Property handover established.
But you are modern.So run love and bring home some bacon too.After running your household of course.Just make sure you are first to come home. And get his armchair ready newspaper rolled on the side.
And remember child we will cheer you from the stands.
We will stare in petrified terror lest you fail. To swing it in your multitudinous roles, as supremo homemaker, savvy supermom, humble handmaiden, palliative caregiver, goddess and bedroom diva.
We will root for you.We will.
That's a promise. Watch you in shock and awe.
But only if you succeed love.
Because our darling girl, if you fail...you take us all down with you.
And that we won't forgive
For we are the fallen ones forevermore down on our knees.Heads bent down.Another degree more of supplication and submission would break us.
And that we can't allow.
(That is why we bend and bow and scrape you see. To be rigid and righteous is to invite breakage.)
So don't.Fail us by failing.
If you go down we will be down there waiting...
And piece by painful  piece we will tear your flesh apart like piranhas, for being weak; gouge out thone daring eyeballs for dazzling with dreams and stuff your unworthy spirit like dirty trashy laundry in a bag.
For we are women.We are the enemy.We are women.Cruelly treated, dominated defecated upon.The unforgiven.The unforgiving.
We are your kind.Eternally mistreated.
Terribly unkind.

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(c) Amrita Valan 2014