Writing about women issues is quite a challenge in our society. You dont want to be labelled a cry baby, neither do you want to be eyed as a liberal femienist who has no regard for religious boundaries and is out there to fight and engage in hostile war. You also dont want that your opinion is taken as gender biased. With all these factors to consider, one has to tread very carefully so as to make her point, yet not hurt, misguide or be misunderstood by anyone. I, for one, feel very responsible when sharing my views as they may end up being constructive or destructive for the readers and I will be held accountable for it.
This piece is very close to my heart yet I kept it hidden for years, mostly because I didnt want people to judge me or pity me, for there is need for neither. It is above and beyond me, it is about a mindset I find sickening, discriminating, unIslamic and yet everyday we indulge in it, as if it is the most normal thing to do.
Having three daughters of my own, I know how people eye you and make assumptions about you. You may not feel the absence of a son but people make sure you do, with the words they say, the looks they give and the dilemma is, I get it most, if not all, from women themselves, discriminating their own kind. Words are just the beginning, we all know how women in our society are still abused, harassed and even mistreated to the unimaginable level due to this reason.
That is why the poem begins with 'woh KEHTI hai' as I have found women to be both promoting and accepting this discrimination, some believing that its their right to discriminate and others deceiving themselves to think that ignoring it would make it disappear. However, I feel that it needs more than that. It needs to be countered, responded to and discussed in the most decent of ways so that people become more conscious in giving opinion on such matters.
This piece is very close to my heart yet I kept it hidden for years, mostly because I didnt want people to judge me or pity me, for there is need for neither. It is above and beyond me, it is about a mindset I find sickening, discriminating, unIslamic and yet everyday we indulge in it, as if it is the most normal thing to do.
Having three daughters of my own, I know how people eye you and make assumptions about you. You may not feel the absence of a son but people make sure you do, with the words they say, the looks they give and the dilemma is, I get it most, if not all, from women themselves, discriminating their own kind. Words are just the beginning, we all know how women in our society are still abused, harassed and even mistreated to the unimaginable level due to this reason.
That is why the poem begins with 'woh KEHTI hai' as I have found women to be both promoting and accepting this discrimination, some believing that its their right to discriminate and others deceiving themselves to think that ignoring it would make it disappear. However, I feel that it needs more than that. It needs to be countered, responded to and discussed in the most decent of ways so that people become more conscious in giving opinion on such matters.
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