Rakhi is the most disgusting festival on earth. I was made to feel so less when I was barely 2-3 because I had no brother & it made me angry & jealousy towards my sister. When bro was born, I woke up every night to check on him fearing I will lose him. I was only 3.
Later, I had to tie rakhi to this cousin who was abusing me. And before that for years I saw my mother tie rakhi to her brother who was abusing me daily. Yuck. Yuck.
Every year on Rakhi I would lose it & throw tantrum without knowing why I was reacting like that. And feeling guilty that I ruin it for my family year after year. Now I know that I was just getting triggered. What does a child do?
It's not my personal vendetta against Rakhi because I suffered. It makes me feel numb thinking in how many houses this must be happening. In the garb of biological relationships, we hide so much filth.
And what it perpetuates? That brother is superior. Always. Because he is protector. That sister has to take care and wish well for brother even if brother is a criminal doing crime against the sister. What BS nonsense does this festival try to establish?
Also, on this festival many houses stick Ram on their doors and feed it with cheeni and sewai. Same sewai that they abuse on Eid, they use on Rakhi. Imagine anyone considering Ram as house guardian in today's time. Do you want to participate in their festival?
They will protect by being Krishna who will say - I have given you extended saree and abhi tumhari izzat tumhare haathon me hai. But they will never give up that position of power.
I've refused to tie/ send raakhi this year. I'm receiving calls. They have sent me money in my bank account. I'm still trying to understand what not celebrating means to me. May be next year onwards I won't accept this money. I already feel free from shackles of tomfoolery.
Jealous* 🥺
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