MS to MRS.

Life for a girl has its own phases; one of the biggest is the transformation from Ms to Mrs whereas a man always remains Mr very conveniently. The journey to this phase is long but when you reach the zenith the change happens within a blink of your eyes.

Life has been same for me too. 22 years of my life I have been happily just being myself, Ms Banerjee; proud to bear my surname and flaunt it. 22 years when I had all the freedom on earth to take decisions just for myself and do things on my own knowing the fact that the consequences will be all mine. Only people I would report to were my parents and that too almost disappeared as I started working. 17 years of my life have been in a sheltered surrounding when I had my parents to fall back upon everytime I needed. Though an independent child from young, I had my share of flips. Made my decisions but parents were there to rectify them; those 17 years when I learnt and still remained unadulterated.

But then there ended those guarded years like a dream and I was let out in the open in the human wild to fight and survive on my own. The only mantra my parents gave me was “Survival Of the Fittest”. Since then life has always been a roller coaster ride where every step was my decision and after effects were mine too. There was no more falling back upon and no more parents being around to recheck my decisions. College life was a phase of knowing a different culture and accepting and getting accepted. With some trustworthy friends around it was still a cozy world. But once out of it I was to face a world so full of masked faces, hypocrites, good leaders, and a lot of demotivators. Working late in office, partying hard on weekends, traveling on long weekends, watching movies and just be with self at home was what my life comprised of; life full of uncertainty and ‘Play It Rough’ attitude; still those trustworthy friends around but lesser time to unwind. It was one of the most important learning phase; a phase to learn the value of patience, to smile inspite of being in pain, to be strong, to learn to be diplomatic and most important to leave your original self at home when at work. But all said and done those were the independent years of my life where the motivating factor was the inflowing salary every month end which was all mine. It gave me a feeling of self-contentment that I was earning my living on earth and not being a parasite. It was that period that gave me a self boost and made my identity to stand on my own as just Anusree. But as we say nothing lasts forever and especially for a girl there comes the transition phase gain.

This time it’s a much bigger transition where in my identity is being transformed from Ms to Mrs. Decision of taking up this challenge was surely mine as it’s me who fell in love. The word LOVE that changes your world and brings in this another person in your life for whom you care for so much so as to agree to do almost everything. As the society norm goes love cannot stand alone for too long without being tied into a social bond called MARRIAGE. So here comes those days where you contemplate between your career and your love. As it goes love has to win and so it does. Marriage is on the cards. All sleepless nights and pre marital bliss; all these for just one day, the D day when, within few hours even before you realize, you become MRS. Few hours and your surname is taken; your identity is attached to being someone’s better half. You get a secondary identity. HOW is the question that haunts your mind for days to go without finding an answer. Why do I have to give up on my surname when he doesn’t? But alas all these thoughts are waste as there is no logic to it but just a simple illogical string called society norms.

So that’s the journey that was 22 years long for me yet too short to realize the reality. Ms to Mrs; that’s what I have been converted to and now my entire purpose for living revolves around my love, MY HUSBAND. No more working late, partying hard and that waited last day of the month. Now life is more about being responsible, being sensible, caring, making decisions for both, thinking of your family above everything else and no more ‘Play It Rough’ attitude. It’s a transformation from being a girl to a lady where the child within you comes out only in private. But at the same time it’s a feeling of being one with someone you love so much. The days of being with yourself is over where I know there is someone who will come back to me at the end of everyday; who cares for me and loves me more than anything else in his life. Someone for whom fulfilling my wishes is his sole dream, for whom being with me matters the most and is on top of any other thing. 2 months into my married life, all I will say is that the journey from Ms to Mrs has been tough to accept yet fulfilling as what matters now is being with my SHRUK, as a PARI in his DIL!!!