Riya
And here I am sitting in my room talking to boyfriend...well if I say clearly then its fighting...between me and my boyfriend
And I am listening to his curse words...why?....simple...I am an idiot...don't know what's holding me from breaking up with this man....who always abuses me....why?...because I talk to other men.... Seriously we are living in 21st century and still there are some people who says that a civilised woman should not talk to other men because it brings disgrace to one's family
Those some people are my sweet and caring family and my loving boyfriend
someone: Riya what the hell are you doing in your room come out and help me in my house chores
Riya
hey...listen...do whatever you want to I don't care...just stop irritating me...I have my life and my rules
yes she is my mom..
always talking to me in rude way...sometimes I think whether I am an adopted one or what...But as I am living in Indian family so I think its normal among Indian families to treat the eldest child as the way they wanted to
yes I am the eldest one among my siblings...one brother and one sister...both are younger than me
Riya's mom
Riya ... I am fed up from you...why don't you study ... if not study then why don't you help me in kitchen...for how long will I fight with your grandmother for you...you know right how much she is eager for your marriage
Riya
mom please...you don't get start...that's why I don't accompany you in your chores..
From the time of my birth my grandmother wanted to marry me to a man as early as possible
She is like a villain old lady that maximum families have...and she is the major reason for my distance from my family...she always instigate my dad and my siblings against me...only my mom is there who supports in most cases...but she always gets scolding when she does that...because of me
From the day of gaining consciousness I never got motherly love...reason is simple my grandmother...she always used to pressurise my mom for a son and when her eldest grand child was a girl she lost her temper...she always scolded my mother that she brought disfame to our family from the day she stepped in this house...she is good for nothing...in result of which she used to beat me...yeah...I know....most of the kids get beaten up by their family members...and I am not saying that mine was worse...no man...I know some people whose childhood life was more traumatizing than mine...
whenever I remember my childhood memories I only remember my mother's beating...my grandmother's curse words against me and my mother and my father ( sigh )... he was always busy in his office work....so in short i neither got motherly love nor father's attention
After 7 years of my birth my brother came in this world...who stole all lime light from me of being a single child...now I became elder sister...well honestly saying I hated my brother alot...why?...because my whole family wanted a boy .... I was just a mistake... I know it sounds foolish but this is the truth that I always felt...everyone expected a boy at my time but here I was a girl and that too with darker skin
In our culture dark is considered as bad omen .... and here I got a darker skin...
I think god was against me from the very starting
On top of that I got capricorn zodiac sign
Every capricorn person may relate to me...that how irritating it is to be a capricorn...observing each and everything...keeping everything to themselves...loyal to everyone....keeping distance from everyone....and on top of that overthinker
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