Parents
On the 30th of July, I found myself in a difficult situation with no one to help, understand, or
stand by me. The only ones who truly understood my state of mind, without needing me to
explain, were my parents. They showed care and genuine concern as if the problem was theirs
too, as if it was happening to them. Their pure affection and bond made me feel so happy
deep down. It made me realize that when humans share a good and pure relationship, it's truly
magical. It brings so much strength, positivity, and zeal to move forward for both people
involved. It's more than enough.
Many people see "dependency" as a weakness, but I don't mind it. If I have people around me
who I can trust blindly, who will show me the best path, guide me, and shower me with love,
I am happy to depend on them. Finding such people can be challenging, often requiring us to
go through many experiences, meet many people, get hurt, and heal from wounds and scars.
Some are unlucky and end up with nothing, but we are blessed by God to have parents.
Parents are there for us from the start of our lives, always with the right intentions. I feel
blessed and grateful to have the sweetest parents. Even when we have disagreements or
conflicts of opinion, or when I find their decisions wrong, they never give up on me. They
don't walk away. They give me time to understand, even if it takes a year or two. I know
they'll be there, waiting for me.
In my opinion, as humans, we ultimately seek a few simple things in life. While these desires
might differ based on one's status, finances, and surroundings, in the end, they are pretty
similar for everyone. One of those things, I believe, is acceptance. We want a few people who
accept us just as we are, with all our imperfections, and simply be there for us. Some might
say that acceptance should come from within and that it's better to be independent, to fight
life's battles alone. After all, we come into this world alone, and we leave alone. While there's
truth in that, I don't see anything wrong with having catalysts in our lives. For me, my parents
are those catalysts. They keep my reactions in life moving forward.
While our parents are always there for us, we often assume that their only role is to be our
parents, to take care of us and think about us. We forget that they are individuals with their
own lives, dreams, and aspirations. The moment they welcome a child into their lives, they
often set aside their own wants and dreams. Their decisions and actions start revolving around
their child, and their personal space is affected. In romantic relationships or friendships,
people may fight for space when they feel suffocated, but this is rarely the case with their
children. Parents are selfless and have zero expectations; they nurture their children and strive
to help them become the best versions of themselves. This selflessness doesn't have a break or
an end—it just becomes a normal part of their lives. They may have dreams left unfulfilled or
few boxes not ticked from their wish-list or goals they couldn't pursue which they would
have thought of when they were younger.
As grown-up children, we can at least try to be more understanding towards them. We should
put ourselves in their shoes when we disagree with their decisions or advice. Ask them about
their day, how they're feeling, and if anything is bothering them. They might not always
answer the last question, but it's important to keep trying. They've already sacrificed much of
their social life and connections to care for us, but they need someone to listen to them too.
Above all, we should stop assuming that they are just parents. They are more than that. If they
want to try something new or take risks, we should encourage them. They are individuals with
the right to explore and experiment, just like anyone else.
