Women in India.

I've seen my sisters grow along with me, playing and mingling with boys, having fun as normal kids. I've seen them cry when they disliked others' comments on their appearance. I've seen them fight and I've seen them apologize. I've also seen the lovable little mischievous things they do. I've seen the ever lasting love for themselves. Yes, they love themselves more than anybody. To hurt their ego is to face their fury. To soften, within the warmth of loving arms, is to gain their love. Yes, they are special, like all the girls and women.

Not many enjoy the freedom and live life to the fullest. Their life is dictated within the constrained boundaries of parents, brothers, boy friend and husband. These dominantly decide the path they have to lead their lives through. A popular share goes this way,"In India parents warn their kids not to talk to strangers, to keep distance and not to entertain any attention from them. And an unfortunate day, they let their kids sleep with one". A mocking irony of the Indian system. Culprits; the loving parents of the girls. They seldom let her open to the society and it's functioning. The webbed net they weave, becomes the world for their daughters, where exists a restriction to let do things. A girl of today, knows not to cook, knows not to clean the house and may know not to please people. But she knows to succeed, go hand in hand with a guy. In the process she has to mingle with them, know herself better and know the world. The school and college teach her what the world should be like. A world where exists competition, friendship and love. Here she knows not to differentiate between a guy and a girl, until she lets her heart pound for one, who makes her heart skip a beat. Here she learns to respect the differences in ideas, people, communities, and over every aspects value one's self interest. She matures through the phases of amateur, non-adjustable, egoism, failures, successes, rejections and acceptance. Yes, and here's when she feels on top of the world where she knows what's bad and what's good. The moment of awakening and enthusiasm arises, to step into the real world where she has to test her skills gained through various levels and phases of her life till then.

She works hard, strives to learn and starts well. She embarks on a steady start and to a promising career ahead. Meanwhile she also knows to balance her personal life. Where she knows, the parallel track of life; the partner runs with the career. Through various failures and finally she decides upon a guy and starts knitting a dream future ahead with him. She respects the guy and his thoughts. And so does she expect the same from him. A bit of space and lots of love. The lucky ones get everything and others compromise. A word, the most common with Indian women. Meanwhile, her parents have different script in her play of life. They have the artists and the entire play in their mind. And the girl here is a mere actor, and dance to the tunes of the parents(directors). She faces the hard truth of life in India when she faces the most loving people in her life turn against her, the moment she proposes her love's name. The factors to determine a guy in India, is not if the guy is capable enough of giving a stable love life without compromises, but his family, his caste, sub-caste, his horoscope and his outlook.

At this moment, the parents who had been the best of parents to her till the very day, turn all her wishes down. All she wished was a guy whom she love and adore for his capabilities. If she doesn't have the right to choose her partner seldom does anyone else have. The harsh reality in India lies in the fact that parents know not anything other than getting her married to the guy they wish for her. The factors to decide upon him remain of interest as the so called family reputation, money, caste, community all come into picture. But not for the significant reason that girl doesn't want to marry the guy they want her to get her married. On one side remains the girl who has no choice but to compromise for what they have chosen. And on the other remains a girl who is tabooed away from the family and relations before she decides to marry the guy she likes.

Compromise not, but fight for your wishes and likes. Know that you live your life and nobody else lives it. The life you live daily should be happier and not in the mere forsaken hands of compromise. Be part of the change. When you rise, India rises.

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