No, am not talking about the junkie Angelina Jolie plays in the above titled movie. Am talking about a more real-life heroine - ahem - me.
Let me not hog all the lime light - its about us all - all happily-married-moms-of-two-kids girl folks.
So, here we were, the darlings of our dads (and moms too) , brought up uninhibited - happy to pursue our own thing. Whatever we chose, studies, career, life partner - was supported. Well, they trusted their daughters to do the right thing :)
We were the girls - just like the boys of our age.
We went on trips, we ate in restaurants, we watched movies. We played indoor games, outdoor games. We swam. We cycled. We biked. We hiked. We drove cars. We had sleepovers. We laughed hard. We cried our eyes out. We sang, We danced. We shopped. We volunteered . We soaked in rain. We tanned in the sun. We studied hard. We excelled at schools and universities.
Life was a whirlwind, a flow from one stream to another. Gushing, gasping, frothing, bubbling away.
And now, how is it now? Are we sad? Are we unhappy? No, we are not!
But are we flowing? Are we gushing, gasping - crusading un-interrupted? No, we are not!
Now some are like calm lakes - still, cool, deep. Happy with the lotuses growing in. Supporting an ecosystem unnoticed. Happy with the reflections of the trees and mountains and the skies.
And some are even stagnant puddles - dark, dull, muddled. Nothing to show, nothing to reflect. No stimulation from inside, and none from outside.
Where are the girls gone? Where is the laughter, the spirit?
Here they are, all grown - all turning into women. What happened? and why?
Are these the same girls? Yes they are, but they are the Girls - Interrupted!
Let me not hog all the lime light - its about us all - all happily-married-moms-of-two-kids girl folks.
So, here we were, the darlings of our dads (and moms too) , brought up uninhibited - happy to pursue our own thing. Whatever we chose, studies, career, life partner - was supported. Well, they trusted their daughters to do the right thing :)
We were the girls - just like the boys of our age.
We went on trips, we ate in restaurants, we watched movies. We played indoor games, outdoor games. We swam. We cycled. We biked. We hiked. We drove cars. We had sleepovers. We laughed hard. We cried our eyes out. We sang, We danced. We shopped. We volunteered . We soaked in rain. We tanned in the sun. We studied hard. We excelled at schools and universities.
Life was a whirlwind, a flow from one stream to another. Gushing, gasping, frothing, bubbling away.
And now, how is it now? Are we sad? Are we unhappy? No, we are not!
But are we flowing? Are we gushing, gasping - crusading un-interrupted? No, we are not!
Now some are like calm lakes - still, cool, deep. Happy with the lotuses growing in. Supporting an ecosystem unnoticed. Happy with the reflections of the trees and mountains and the skies.
And some are even stagnant puddles - dark, dull, muddled. Nothing to show, nothing to reflect. No stimulation from inside, and none from outside.
Where are the girls gone? Where is the laughter, the spirit?
Here they are, all grown - all turning into women. What happened? and why?
Are these the same girls? Yes they are, but they are the Girls - Interrupted!
