The Last straw
Life comes with a purpose, they say. When a child is born, people begin to wonder which side of the parent it resembles more. When it grows, they begin to wonder what would become of it. If it is a boy, would it become responsible enough to have a home and earn to raise a family? If it is a girl, would she be fit enough to be someone's wife, someone's mother or daughter in law? Would the child be a boon or a bane to his parents? They begin to think if it could stand the norms of society and the fact that gets them scared is, what if this child becomes a challenge? They begin to teach him how scary the world could get and how you should always listen to the opinions of those who don't matter in life. But in the quest of pulling the string to the heart of a child, they forget that maybe that could be the purpose of his existence. Maybe he is here to be a change and not to fit in? The other day, there was this man, expressing his disdain for changing norms of our society,