Monday, March 6, 2017

The great failures of a Modern Girl

She was a curious little kid, innocent and cute looking. She was born and bought up in a large family with several cousins of various age groups. When she was perhaps 6, an elder cousin of her hauled her into the bathroom in an isolated house. Before she deciphered the happening, he enjoyed her private parts. She couldn’t scream or retaliate for he was elder than her by 20 years. That was her first failure.

One day when she was 15, a gang of despicable youngsters stood at the street corner passing lewd comments. On her hips, lips and all tangible parts. Outraged she was, she staggered ahead to give a tight slap. She stepped back when potential perils of acid attacks intimidated her. Yet, another failure.
Another day in college, she was reprimanded by a professor for her dupatta less garb. “What has my duppatta got to do with my studies” was what she wanted to question. She couldn’t utter a single word because her honors’ degree was her obligation. Failure,  yet again.

She was in her boss’s cabin along with the other colleagues for an annual review. Excited everyone was to know their perks. She was too. Dejected she became, when denied deserved promotion for she refused to oblige her superior’s invitation for a drink and a date. Her employment was essential to run the house. So, another breakdown added to the list.

Beautiful she was in vivacious red lehenga.  But, her eyes looked dull and swollen. A whooping sum of money and ornaments were paid to them in the form of “dowry”. She screamed in silence. The worst dream came true. She was working, intelligent, educated. Are these not enough reason to get married without any conditions? What is the difference between him and her? Do you say the human on the other of Mandap can eject some x number of sperms? That’s it!! Is that the only difference? But, again she couldn’t retort, this time for her ailing parents.

He took her for granted. She was a victim of his antagonism. Sadistic, obnoxious, sexist he was whom she called her husband.  She never had guts to bid farewell to unrelenting abusive relationship. She feared the despondent gossip and insult from the society.

By now she lost count of her failures. She was tolerant to this incessant hassle. The saga continued every day, every instance. She in the story could have been you, me or any other woman.

People called her "21st Century’s Modern Girl" when she was born. But, is she?

How do you define a modern girl?

Modern girl is not the one who gets the privilege to attend an international school or a foreign university. She is not the one who wears voluptuous short skirts and intriguing perfumes. She is not to be judged by her blonde red lipstick and thick kohl. She is not confined to the kitchen. She is not a sex object.

Modern girl is the one who palpably voices her opinion. The one who retorts the ordeal she is subjected to. Who slams patriarchy and refuses to bow to it. She is deeper than her attractive boobs and vagina.  She blatantly talks about her sexual desires and menstrual cycles. Marriage or Motherhood is her choice and not a society standard. Long hair or boy cut, it is her pride. She gracefully walks away from an abusive, unpleasant relationship.  In 6 yards Saree or 6 inches cloth, she not vulnerable.  She does not succumb to obscene remarks. She is bold with indomitable spirit. She is not hesitant to open about her sexuality.  She steps confidently in all walks of life. She wants to be heard and acknowledged as a fellow human.  She stands for herself. She is empathetic, forgiving, boisterous, discreet, assertive and confident.

If you are failing to become this, then lady take a rebirth right now or few centuries later because if you remain the way you are, this cruel world will engulf you into its darkness.

So, shine on ladies unleashing your potential and celebrate womanhood. 

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