May 14, 2010

Of Rights and Responsibilities

Don't you just love it when epiphany comes knocking on your door?
Often, it resembles a uninvited guest-- which means you either love it, or you hate it!

Fortunately for me, today morning was an affirmation of the former.

With exams comes a lot of stress, which means one too often one falls trap to the depression and has absolutely no motivation to study what-so-ever.
Let's just say the very act of me typing out an entry on blogger is evidence enough!

Now, have you ever wondered what our rights are, and what are our responsibilities? Who decides?
Fortunately for me, my religion serves it all in perfect proportions to me, thus contributing to my moral well-being.

We have a right to education. Basic human right, agreed? Who's job is it to provide us with education?
*bing* PARENTS!
Right?
Meh. Somewhat.

Our parents provide us with education, out of love for us. To help us build our lives when they're not around.

I know a lot of cultures do not fund their child's education past high-school.
And then there's us; the spoon-fed, whining-about-how-hard-life-is-with-parental-pressure-and-conforming-to-social-norms population, who doesn't give a rat's ass about school, whiling away their time in university abroad.
I'm not saying it's not true-- it is.
But just stop to think for a second about your parents.

They work their entire lives to support us; first feeding us as a family, then saving up from that moment for our future-- highschool, college funds, marriage funds, cars, house, license.
When do they ever splurge on themselves? When do they get a chance to finally put their feet up and relax?

Never.
Because when they do get that chance, they're old, and they die.

For people like me, who're the youngest in their family and have a considerable age difference with their parents, all we can pretty much do is wait for a job and support them. Often, we lose out on this chance.

The only thing we CAN do, is help them out-- in the following ways:
by getting good grades.
It is their right.
If they work hard to provide us with education, then it is their right to see the fruits of their labour-- our good grades.

If our rights are their responsibility, then it stands true the other way round as well.

And I'm not going to mess it up.
I'm not going to mess up my parents hard-work. The hours they worked in the heat, taking their capitalist boss' bullshit just to support us, I'm not going to let it go to waste.

My good grades, are their right.
And I will, inshAllah, make sure that I do whatever it is that is required to give my parents their right.
And so should you.

*dramatic noble music plays in the background*
*I rise on a pedastal, fiercely competitive look on face, wearing Sparta's outfit*
*Marching forward, examination hall in view, I enter, my land's flag waving proud and bright in the desert heat of the rather garishly painted school ground*

7 comments:

ZeRabie said...

I definitely LOL'd..

Ally said...

HAHA! Loved the epic ending =D
And I truly agree- parents wali baat pe. Thank you for reminding me. And good luck! Ace those exams!!

BoogieMonsterMan said...

@ZeRabie-- Honoured to serve you the lulz.

@Ally-- xD
Awwwww TY <3

Americanising Desi said...

the end made my heart beat faster and faster -

p.s. you will always make your parents proud inshallah :)

you are a good girl

BoogieMonsterMan said...

:) ty so much <3

K-ay said...

We certainly are lucky wit our parents funding our education and caring baout every small little thing.
Not many people have that privilige.
Make your parents proud!
You go girl :)

BoogieMonsterMan said...

Thank you SO much K-ay ^___^ <3