Obedience Overrated

Today, when I opened my eyes I didn’t roll down the chicks. Instead, I looked out at the sky with thickest clouds and a shining sun playing peek-a-boo. My lips curved into a smile while thinking about the changes. Nothing is permanent but for once I want to go with the flow, to follow, with no guilt around.

For a change, I feel like breaking rules and being disobedient. For once I want to be “free”.

Obedience is such a deceiving term in my part of the world. Here it is interpreted as a sign of being good and respected whereas to me it is slavery; because it curbs my right to question. Obedience is to just bend down and give in to other’s will without mentioning your willingness or knowing a rationale.

It is very common around just that not many of us have noticed, that questioning any authority falls under disobedience. Whenever my parents used to scold me over something or try to force “because I said so” situations on me, I used to open my mouth and asked for logic. Hence never been an obedient daughter to them because I always dare to ask for logic behind any practice. Obedience doesn’t mean that mental slavery comes into being. We have a matter of 8oz which definitely wants to be used often than expected.

In this part of the world, being obedient means stay shut up and close your mind. In short, the connection between your mind and tongue should be disconnected.

Reasons, logic, questions will not be entertained because “we know better” is unbeatable.