“””””””””“A little boy asked his mother, "Why are
you crying?" "Because I'm a woman," she told him.
"I don't understand," he said. His Mom just hugged him and said,
"And you never will."
Later the little boy asked his father, "Why does mother seem to cry for no
reason?"
"All women cry for no reason," was all his dad could say.
The little boy grew up and became a man, still wondering why women cry.
Finally he put in a call to God. When God got on the phone, he asked,
"God, why do women cry so easily?"
God said, "When I made the woman she had to be special.
I made her shoulders strong enough to carry the weight of the world,
yet gentle enough to give comfort.
I gave her an inner strength to endure childbirth and the rejection that many
times comes from her children.
I gave her a hardness that allows her to keep going when everyone else gives
up, and take care of her family through sickness and fatigue without
complaining.
I gave her the sensitivity to love her children under any and all
circumstances, even when her child has hurt her very badly.
I gave her strength to carry her husband through his faults and fashioned her
from his rib to protect his heart.
I gave her wisdom to know that a good husband never hurts his wife, but
sometimes tests her strengths and her resolve to stand beside him
unfalteringly.
And finally, I gave her a tear to shed. This is hers exclusively to use
whenever it is needed."
"You see my son," said God, "the beauty of a woman is not in the
clothes she wears, the figure that she carries, or the way she combs her hair.
The beauty of a woman must be seen in her eyes, because that is the doorway to
her heart - the place where love resides."”””””””
Today I spent around 5 min for finding the above quotation
written by someone and shared by many on Facebook. Reason for wasting my time
over particularly search of this piece of waste is: Well I can’t exactly say
what but it could be the chain of events which have been unfolding in my day to
day life for some days. Now don’t you go thinking about something very special
and exciting, it’s actually very mundane and lame (for you). I read this piece
on Facebook long back but a sudden hatred which I developed upon reading this (I
was actually disgusted) kept prompting me for the long time to vent my anger in
writing and I kept dithering. But every day observation and upcoming women’s
day compelled me to write as it’s my duty as a citizen to channel my thought (Though
I am not sure whether Kapil Sibbal would find it appropriate ;) ).
At first I would request any individual reading this article
to not read it in context of woman right activism or so on. As a person I don’t
concur to this activism and idealogism.
It’s the 21st century, so called century of
science, logic, emancipation, Human right and enlightenment. But have we
emancipated?? Have we emancipated from our prejudice and bondage or are we
shackled so intrinsically that reality is so blurred for us to realize?
It took several centuries for black to realize, it took more
than 2000 of years for oppressed castes in India to realize. It’s true that
realization haven’t alone made life better for all of them but atleast they
know their right and know what is to be an equal human being as they are
entitled for.
But even after the
5500 years of civilization this reality is not dawned on half of the human
being: That is called woman. World today pride on themselves with data, the
data on improved percentage of educated women, improved %age of women working
outside. Is it the sign of emancipation? Have situation changed by just getting
education and working outside. I don’t think so.
I travel in bus and watch lots of co-ladies. And these are
the ladies of other part of India (The Shining India), who have excellent
education with lucrative jobs. But at the 1st glance on them reveal
that not even 0.01% of them have self-esteem and confidence (Of course I count
myself among for the forth described reason). Most of them with self-consciousness
about their dress, holding their duppattas, eyes down, some with fashionable
dressed with high pencil heels and calculated steps, most of them rigorously trying
to avoid body contact with guys (which is often impossible in crowded bus). Are
these present the picture of an emancipated woman? No they don’t. And I don’t
blame for them.
The moment a girl open her eyes in this world she is being
constantly taught about what its mean to be women at each and every steps of
her life. And the passage underlined at the starting of this article pretty
much sum up the angle through which society see an ideal women. This ideology is
so intrinsically woven in women’s life that they have already accepted it as
their fate and part of life.
I saw Lots of liking for this piece of crap (pointed out at the starting of the blog) and the strange thing is that, well not exactly strange that lots of women went emotional and gaga over it
"""""I gave her strength to carry her husband through his faults
and fashioned her from his rib to protect his heart.
I gave her wisdom to know that a good husband never hurts his wife, but
sometimes tests her strengths and her resolve to stand beside him
unfalteringly""""".
Don’t they see what it is? It’s
not a praise of a woman’s endurance, rather than it’s a code of conduct failing
to which you would fall into category of bad women and be shunned from the
society.
When Slavery was prevailed in USA then this kind of things
was printed for the praise of black slave who serves their master unfalteringly.
At that point of time any attempt to alter this philosophy was resisted by none
other but black slaves themselves. It’s because the reason that they have been
taught from their childhood that what it’s to be an ideal slave and any
aberration will lead to disgrace. The whole thing was implanted so deep inside
(and of course by white people) them that it took them centuries to realize their
own human rights.
Problem of slavery or untouchability (though still prevalent
in India) was a small part of humanity; hence it was addressed to an extent gradually.
But problem of women emancipation that constitute half part of humanity is huge
and capable of damaging the entire fabric of society which was woven gradually
by male dominated society by securing its own right for the millenniums gone
and the centuries to come.
How do we suppose a complete personality development inside
women in such closed and prejudiced scenario? How to we suppose a society to be
flourished with half of its member being grossly under-developed and over-shadowed.
Though I am writing all these but one thing I know that I am
no different. And how could I be? Being born in same society and spoon fed with
the same social code of conduct. At some level and at certain extent, knowingly
or unknowingly all of us (women) accept these code of conducts as our way of
life. But some time it’s excruciatingly painful to acknowledge this. I know it
would take me hundreds of years to throw this complex web woven around me (and
I would not be around to see that day J
) and more centuries for women of this world to realize their position, But day
would come. What we need to take step by step and realize this.
We as human being disown the Women’s day or any other celebration
of so called womanhood.
We are human being and want to celebrate the humanity in us.
