This one isn't so much about my emotions as much as it is
about the way society is so cohesive in thought that it takes you by surprise.To adopt means: to take and rear (the child of other parents) as one's own child, specifically by a formal legal act.
From this
definition adoption does seem to be a good act. An act of responsibility, of
faith, of trust and yes of love. It seems
now that the dictionary isn't always right. It doesn't include the cultural
nuances and meanings of words. It doesn't take into consideration what effect
one word can have on one group of people than the other. I realize that.
After all the
conversations over coffee and tea and lunch and dinner I have now come to
understand that people are doubtful. They love doubting. It’s such a burning
desire that lest it’s fulfilled one cannot live. Hence people doubt.
Your husband
gave you a diamond necklace just like that. Doubt. Your boss gave you a raise in the middle of
the year( because you worked your butt off on a project and impressed him).
Doubt. You pass by your daily clothes store and suddenly from nowhere the store
says 90% off. Doubt. You wear your best saree to work one morning. People doubt.
You decide to
adopt a baby. Doubt.
I am still
waiting for one friend or foe to come up to me, give me a hug and say “Yeah! You
are adopting! I am so happy for you".
Too much to ask for?
So tell me, do I
care or do I care a damn?
