How are you? I am fine and I hope this letter finds you in peace and harmony. It’s always been a pleasure to have your acquaintance. Thanks to your never-ending concern, I never moved off-track from your prescribed way of life.
When I was born, the doctor announced my gender with a slightly lowered voice so as not to offend you with jubilation at the birth of a girl. At that moment I knew very little of the master plan that you already had prepared for me. The clothes that I wore were carefully chosen to suit your taste. Only that part of my skin can be allowed to feel the warmth of sunshine and chill of breeze that you deemed worthy of the honour.
The number of decibels that my voice can reach and the number of blocks that my feet can skip would all abide by your well-written constitution. My parents love me from the depths of their hearts. But you, they adore beyond their own selves.
“What will society say?” is the quality control for any new idea that crops up into the family.
I have neither seen nor met you in person but the influence that you have on my life is beyond human imagination. I am a lucky girl born in a decent neighbourhood with lovely relatives and wonderful friends. With all those splendid people around me, life would have been a bed of roses if not for your constant intervention. Beginning from the games that I played as a child to the man I chose to be my life partner, no decision of mine would get an assertion without passing through the filter called ‘societal standards’.
After so many years of overshadowed living, I couldn’t restrain myself from telling you this news. The reason that I am writing this letter is to inform you that I am pregnant. Exactly an hour ago I saw that ‘pink’ line of positivity on a pregnancy testing scale and thought you should be the first person to know about it. On top of everything, pink is your chosen colour for girls and I know quite well that you wouldn’t accept any other colour but pink on my bar.
Once you are done reading this letter, I am sure you shall have a busy time spreading my news far and wide. This time I wouldn’t mind you doing the job for me, though me minding and not minding never stopped you from intervening in my personal life.
I will keep you posted about any further developments in my life. Thanking you once again for all the concern you shower upon me.
An Expecting Mother.