The compromise💫 |Disha Agarwal| | Deepsikha Roy|

 Sitting across the same table ;

Over food and an unquenched thirst,

She gets up to fetch a glass of water for him.

Numb by the pain her periods bring,

Standing and cooking for them ;

Spends her evening washing dishes

And discarding the wishes within!

"Stay back and cook",that's what they said

Coated her dreams with the bitter flavours of life ;

Lay forever frozen in the nooks of the broken mansion.

The child is spoilt ;

She is to be blamed.

The other one flies ;

He got it from his father.

"Cover your head ", one chided

" Have some shame", no one said him. 

Fault was hers;

How impertinent is she ;

Fault was his, no one could see.

Drowning in misery,

Amidst smog,smoke and dust;

Y is culpable while X wins the game.

It's a girl, oh what a shame.

"Compromise. Compromise is the only cue to retain the peace of a happy relationship." Growing up, I think every kid encounters this phrase. The wording sounds really romantic until the realisation hits that "the compromise" is 'sometime' expected from just one side.

Social media defines women as an assemble of strength, dauntless bravery and unadulterated love, but the night time bed stories of our mother defines women like water, the one who shapes herself according to the need of the circumstances. Standing in this westernised era, metaphors like these seems vacuous and outmoded because everything is so overwhelming in the mass media. From ground defense to air, everywhere women have proved their superiority and so it doesn't make any sense to sympathesize women for patriarchy.

We are so absorbed to the outside world that we often ignore the silent domineering power that still dwells under some roofs. Did you ever put yourself out from the fancy social media and gave a look into your own place? Is your mother treated the same way the online world claims women to be treated? Does she get the same satisfaction of being a home maker the feminist media avow? She serves everyone, do you wait for her to complete? Did you ever assure that she is not faking a smile? Did you interrogate the pain in her smile behind the scene? Holding back your womanism hashtags for a moment, did you fight for the one suffering at your own address?

No, it is too silly to notice the issue. Afterall, compromise is the only cue to retain the peace of a happy relationship, isn't it?