Patriarchy has killed me

And I blinked, again and again and finally let out a wailing cry which subsided to a smile. While they announced "it's a boy", making a crescent on others face; Patriarchy winked at it's newest prey. I spread happiness around. I remember my mom told me once " You are the gift which Shiva and parvati gave me, they bestowed you in my arms". I couldn’t describe that motherhood bliss in her twinkling eyes along with the way I blushed.  let's commence with a flashback, At the age of 3, I use to watch Ramayana, as I was attracted to Seeta's character that time I didnt know how superior sita was, but I wanted to impersonate her as if I am sita, as if i am a female.To this, my cousin dragged me and said "you are a boy, and boys can either be laxmana or rama" I wasn't anymore interested in playing any games. At the age of 4, I was enrolled in junior school, I  never really thought If i was a boy or a girl, until someone told me tha

I surrendered to it, Because I was asked to do so, It gave me clueless and valueless life, Never allowed me to respect myself, And made me kill my dreams with knife, It just dragged me to extreme lows, but now it doesn't, because I started saying "NO". "No" to the society which asked me to surrender, "No" to the knife with which i could even kill my life. "No" to hatred which I had about my existence. And finally,  "No" to the "patriarchy". Which was passed through my ancestors to me, and many others like me. Patriarchy tried to defame my dignity, existence and feminity just because I refused to accept gender norms, I didn't fit well into their synonym or perception of how a boy should be, and ironic and hypocritical people around who lived with facade . And also the journey from the day I saw it being applied on me to when I stopped bowing down to it. I didn't give up, i will say no and I will gr