Boxes

Choose a box. Stick a label. Fit in. I am a woman, Indian, Hindu, married, middle aged, straight, wife, mother, middle class and so on. All these boxes have their own codes of conduct, do's and don'ts. They do give a sense of belonging, identity, security to begin with but then they begin to suffocate. And I find that with time, we need to keep changing these boxes too and they seem to become progressively smaller. Now that I am this age, can I do this, can I wear that ? And when one really thinks of it, how stupid it all is! A prison of my own mind! I am an unique creation of God. There is not one other like me. I am infinite potential, infinite possibilities. And so why can't I listen to my inner being and live as I want to? The key to real freedom lies in understanding this.
I must thank the creators of 'Cock', the play I saw yesterday, for really making me think along these lines! :)