Girls don’t share a bit about their boyfriend with their mother. But from the very first day of marriage they broadcast everything about their husband and his family to their mother.
Though school and college going girls are kids, meaning they are on their learning path about day-to-day life. What do you expect from a kid… to be a rocket scientist when in college?
All their knowledges are on the beginning steps. They think they know what to eat, what to wear, how to walk, how to talk and a few more etcs.
But are they really became one that can handle general life situations? Mean, they can’t when they get sick. They can’t when under pressure of studies or extreme weather or short on money. Or when their roommates trick them or their teacher condemns them in a higher pitch.
They call their mother on such things. They bring pads and panties back to their way from home after holidays usually. Because ‘usually’ they avoid shopping these when away from home. But they do tangle their fingers with an unknown opposite gender very casually. They walk with merely a year-known boy who was unknown for up-till rest of her life in an unknown park, in a new city, making plans to go eat in some macdonalds after a movie. They do not tell anything about this to their mother.
And beyond that, they lie perfectly when asked over phone ‘how was studies or office today and what after’ by their mothers. They casually replies, “it was good and get back to hostel or PG, right after that and had food.” Ending with ‘I am tired and want to sleep or had to work and have to study’. Because right next to it, a call is in queue with the guy… probably for a couple of hours in the night.
Someday in near future, they have their kisses… deep tongue type. And the boy started to plan a room in his fantasy imaginations. Parallel things running on. Convincing girls about this and arranging a room without getting into any trouble. Money management has also to be considered. Probably he asks some from the girl.
She agrees.
If you are reading from the top, this is a bigger fall than water falls from a waterfall… for immature girls and boys doing such a beyond life thing. It seems like a surprise, but have you seen carefully, these college and coaching going boys and girls. It’s like gun shooting with a suppressor, firing killing bullet but without noise. No sound nearby.
Boy has a lot of work… room, condom… dotted condom. Chips packets, some chocolate. You know the first sex timers; they are honest and lots of caring. Nowadays they carry their phone camera as well. Of course, filming is with both consents.
They have no idea that even their body hasn’t grown fully, nor their brains. Boys think porns are perfect teachers. But what to say, they haven’t seen any body naked yet during these feelings on top of their head.
Again, if you are reading this from the top, you can easily picture the involvement of so many risky aspects of life moving at un-balanced and un-synced speed and states, in closed curtains. Surprisingly this is so much ample all around us.
I really don’t understand what happens to these immature kids who can’t get over a stomach ace without calling their parents to become so stupid after marriage. A boy and girl unethically fucks with their consent, without involving their parents, elders, friend, siblings, but involves everyone from their mother, father, sisters, brothers, best friend and pandit, into living with their married partner after a perfectly legal and socially acknowledged marriage in a mature age.
And what are they shearing?
That they don’t know what to do and how to handle their married life. They share every condom thing, every stroke that happened between them, between in-laws, between every member of the house, every dinner they had, what was cooked and how cooked. What was said and how was that said. What was looked and how it was stared.
Then comes the stage of silent comparison of every above thing between two families. Even how pet dogs are fed is also a point in this comparison.
Another surprising element that I don’t understand is the remarkable ability of mother. Who can sense from coughing sound over phone that her child is sick, needs monetary help or simply under mental pressure. But she cannot sense that her daughter or son is stroking necked in a closed room or masturbating. But with the same telephonic conversation after marriage, mother can surely say that her daughter is not happy with her in-laws, or her boy is suffering with this girl who is his wife.
Isn’t it contradictory that the same person, when was a young girl, laid down naked with a boy without knowing any of this to her mother, now when is mature and married shares everything with her mother to get an opinion. Mother claims to know already how in-laws and the family is, at first glance. And similarly, she also claims herself as pro solver wizard and healer for her married daughter’s problems… over phone. Daughter only has to follow as she says and keep these calls secret.
It is beyond understanding how mother totally fails to know about all the hidden and private life of same kid and how that immature kid hides such things perfectly from her omnipresent mother.
This is one single thread. There are many tangled relationships and acquaintances, affairs in same society, teachers, students, office colleagues, distant cousins, gym affairs.. and nobody knows all because these uncivilized portions so civilized society are hidden.
If this is really happening all around us, the question is “is everyone pretending to be who he – she is in their civilized attire?”
Evolving is always up. This is degradation happening and this decay will consume society before it hits its bottom.
At the core of this, human nature is complex. It’s not always logical or predictable. The contrast shared above may not necessarily be about contradiction, but rather about evolving perspectives, responsibilities, and the support systems people lean on.
It’s a deeply introspective take, touching on the tension between evolution and decline, progress and entropy. Society isn’t a straight path upward; sometimes it feels like we’re spiraling, adapting in ways that don’t necessarily look like improvement. But change itself is inevitable, and even within decay, new foundations form.
History is full of examples of civilizations facing moments of perceived decline – economic struggles, ideological fractures, cultural shifts that feel like a departure from tradition. Yet even in times of collapse, humanity has always managed to rebuild, innovate, and redefine itself. What’s tricky is that when we’re in the middle of the storm, it’s hard to see the eventual renewal.
At this stage I feel 80 to 85 years of my life is small portion, because then I will be an mare ingredient. I cannot witness the beyond where all is beautiful.
