Choices

Very recently, I’ve watched this Hindi film. Gehraiyaan. Although the movie chose a dark path to explore as its main genre, there was this particular scene(*spoiler*)where the lead actress asks her father whether her choices matter anymore.That was where I could connect to her in every way possible.When somebody comes and tries to enforce their will and decisions on you, it suffocates you.It brings breathlessness.They call it emotional pain, but the pain is nothing less than somebody strangling your throat.All of us are the main characters in our own lives.But we don’t wish for somebody to come and direct our story. We come to a particular point where we doubt the importance of our presence. Whether it matters anymore.We tend to question our choices and everything else. We wish for reassurance.That we do matter. And nobody can swipe that away.Thats how the lead character’s father responds.We don’t know whether we matter unless we give ourselves another chance.We decide to be patient and tolerant for every Tom,Dick and Harry. But when it comes to us and when we need it the most,why do we wait for somebody else to do it? Why wait for somebody else to choose us when we aren’t being able to do it for ourselves? Why don’t we be there for ourselves before being there for everybody else around? When it comes to us…Why do we decide to take ourselves for granted?