An Open Letter to my Mother-in-Law-Never-to-Be

I don’t know what to say, to discuss your mindset or approach, or to comment on your unexplainable insensitivity.
I don’t know if I should blame you for breaking my heart, or if I should be sorry for you leading your life as a heartless or mindless individual.
You were blessed enough to be a mother, a blessing not all women are granted. And you ruined it. You ruined the opportunity to raise a child, all I see before me is an imbelic, judgemental hound.
You were imparted with the duty to educate him, morally, ethically and of course according to worldy standards too. But what a pity you only fulfilled the last.
You raised a man who would receive sympathies for my refusal, and I'd be the one being accused of ungratefulness and my character would be the talk of dining tables of people who barely know me. I would be judged to be in a secret relationship. Slut, whore, characterless, intractable and what not, I would be labelled all. All because I rejected the man the world labels as perfect. They see his looks, his bank balance, his social status and nothing beyond. For me all they see is that I am a girl who rejected a man, a girl who took an authoritative decision in her life, a right the society refuses to let her exercise. And what society do I talk of, it too consists of mothers like you, mothers who gave birth but forgot the real task of motherhood begins after that.
You are a woman, so is your mother, sister and daughter, and look at you who even failed to teach him to respect your own gender. You failed to teach him to lower his gaze the moment he looks upon a woman. You failed to filter his thoughts the moment he hears the word 'woman'. You failed to teach him women are not to objectified.
I don't know if I should comment on your hypocrisy for what you demand for your daughter and daughter-in-law, or I should be more concerned about how you fail to recognize the rights of a wife despite being one.
I don't know if I should comment on how you want history to repeat itself, you want me to go through what you have, or how you could stoop so low to be tormented and then still support it for another woman.
You dream of your daughter to live a free life, but aim to cage the wife of your son.
You believe your daughter deserves a man who understands her, and yet you believe it's against masculinity for your son to do the same.
I don't know if I should be more concerned about how dubious your thoughts about life are, or that you have ruined the future of your kids.
You are a failed mother, and nothing you say to my mom will justify your actions.
You accuse my mother of setting her daughter loose, of making her the independent woman who was strong enough to reject your son. But what answer do you have to your biased approach of which woman deserves what, about your will to discriminate between your daughter and that of another.
You commented on how I spoke more than most brides-to-be, but I'm sorry you failed to notice I spoke logically because I'm not weak enough to let your opinions rule my life.
You commented on how I wasn't just perfect, because I wasn't the 18 year old girl you wanted for your 30 year old son. Yes I wasn't because my parents choose to educate me before pushing me into another home at an immature age.
You commented on how I didn't have the perfect height, weight, skin colour or physeek you'd wanted. But what a pity your son was still so materialistic, that all this bothered him even after being so educated.
I thank lord for opening my eyes and for seeing the real person you are, so much that I saved my life from becoming a living hell.
I know as you walk out of my house, you will abuse me, curse me, gossip about me and spread false beliefs. But I refuse to do any of that myself or for it to bother me, because I was raised right and my mother didn't fail at parenthood like you.
God knows in how many homes you've sat and will, judging other women like me from head to toe. Piercing their soul with your judgemental look as you sip onto your cup of tea, mentally rejecting them and preparing yourself to make another trip to another home.

Rethink 0006

There's a difference between being a liberal and being a libtard.
Be liberal enough to let others live as they will and not take the law or their fate in your own hands, but if you support something they do despite it being morally or ethically wrong, you are a libtard.
Be liberal, be tolerant because all of us don't have the same beliefs and you are no-one to mistreat anyone on the basis of their beliefs, but don't be dumb enough to support everything no matter what.
There's a difference in letting someone rule their lives and supporting each one of their actions. You can be tolerant to what they do because it effects them alone and not others, but tolerance is not synonymous to support.

Rethink 0005

Your beauty can be enhanced but nothing can be declared the cause of your beauty, except the goodness of the heart. Adore the enhancement but never walk away from the real source.

Rethink 0004

A round of applause for all the feminists who speak up about women's rights, and then trample over someone else's blindly.
A round of applause for all the women who want to nurture their daughters, but torture those of others.
A round of applause for all the women who want faithful partners, but break another woman's home in the process.
A round of applause for all the women who despise it when someone judges them physically, but do the same with those around them.
A round of applause for all the women who were forced into abortion and yet believe in it when it comes to their daughter-in-laws.
A round of applause for all the women who empower their daughters, but then let their sons rule over their wives.
A round of applause for all the women who do recognize women's rights, but only as they will and when they want.

Rethink 0003

Our society's level of hypocrisy can be understood by the fact that we consider educating girls a crime, a waste of money and provision of a chance for them to go astray. Yet for our wives, daughters, sisters and mothers we all ask for a female doctor only, even in severe and urgent need of medical treatment.

Warrior

There are people who will pull you down,
Who will mock at all your losses,
So show them that the real fighter is,
Behind him, his problems who tosses,

There are people who will point what all you lack,
Who will laugh at all your flaws,
So show them the real winner is,
With his own hands, his future who draws,

There are people who will enjoy you breaking down,
Who will look upon your courage with a frown,
So show them the real challenger is,
Who builds a castle of hopes, in an abandoned town,

There are people who will number your worth,
Who will roll boulders down your path,
So show them they cannot stop you,
Let them burn in their own wrath,

There are people who will judge you for who you are,
Who will inspect you like a material,
So show them who the real realist is,
Who's not bothered by issues so trivial,

There are people who will torment you like hell,
Who will only aim to hurt,
So show them who the real warrior is,
His troubles, who knows how to avert,

There are people who will thwart you,
Who will leave no chance to impede,
So show them who is headstrong,
That would fail, each one of their misdeed.

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This post was so beautiful and inspiring that I didn't even want to make an effort to write on this topic myself. All I did was remove the gender references. As a woman I most certainly agree with the writer but as a human I still believe keeping aside majorities/minorities, percentages or the society's standards, humans in general are victims of some issues, irrespective of gender.
I take no credit for what is written below. I own this blog but this piece of work I'm sharing below is not mine. It's something that touched me so much that I believe it was worth sharing.

" Every person has a past. Some were physically abused. Some had violent parents. Some had pubertal issues. Some had sexual abuse as a child from their own family members. Some had messed up love stories. Some had been drugged. Some had been blackmailed by their own loved ones. Some were in an abusive relationship. Some had menstrual problems. Some had a broken family. Some had a divorce. Some had an obesity issue. Some had financial droughts. Some had drug or alcohol addiction. Some had a few unsuccessful suicide attempts.
If you see someone, who went through any of these but had already wiped their tears, masked their sorrows with a divine smile, stood tall and strong, started walking towards their future because they still has some hope left inside them and have not given up on the concept of love that still exists in this world, do not stab them with their past. Do not confront them. Do not slap them with more abuse. Give way for them and walk beside them. May be hold their hands and walk for a while. You'll know how sweet that soul is and how strong their hopes are! You'll be amazed at how they carries themselves after all their energy has been sucked out.
They do need not to always be only the person next door or from a different home. They could be your own friend, your own sibling, your own partner, your own spouse, even may be your own parent. Do not judge them by their past. Gift them the peaceful future that they deserves. Hold their hands against the world, which knows only to judge.
Give them the love that they've always yearned for. " —  Shaheryar Hassan