Leave The OR, Welcome The AND

Ever since they knew I was coming,

They were simply left wondering.

What will it be; a Girl OR a Boy?

They kept constantly questioning!

When I arrived a few days before I was due,

They brought presents both pink and blue.

Picking me up to cuddle me tight a little,

They guessed noisy OR quiet with a whistle.

It was so much confusion, such a dilemma,

All I wanted to do was hide behind my momma.

They kept adding a question OR a comma,

So I decided to end all the unnecessary drama.

Soon I was growing up as much unconditional,

But they insisted I'd either be modern OR traditional.

So I wore a pair of shorts and recited the holy verses,

I’m both Modern AND Traditional, yes of course. 

I headed to school with a tennis racquet, 

They put me in the Studious OR Sporty bracket.

I merited a student scholarship to fund my game,

Oh yes I’m Studious AND Sporty, not just a lame.

As I continued to pursue degree after degree, 

I’d be a teacher OR a recruiter, they all agree.

Surprise was in store, but they had their own version,

I was a Media Specialist AND a Company Spokesperson!

 

The moment I explored my personal relationships,

Those pesky neighbours never understood my friendships. 

They proclaimed I’d be either a coy OR a stylish bride, 

As I stepped out, Gorgeous AND Trendy they cheered with pride.

With the change in a full calendar oh almost a decade, 

They insisted it’s time for the Dhedhi family upgrade. 

Choose being a Professional OR a Mother; they said,

I became a Freelancer AND a Mother using my head. 

All through MY very own life,

They kept throwing the OR’s so rife. 

I struggled day in and day out, 

One day all I wanted to do was shout. 

But what’s the sense in explaining to these people, 

Who give you an OR label to reach the top of the steeple?

After a point the entire task gets a bit more than daunted, 

Just #UseYourAnd to be what you always wanted.