Life gets hard sometimes, things get uneasy, emotions override, memories take over your mind. You get stuck, feel hard to revive, feel the urgent need of someone to hug you and make you realize you are loved, you can do it, you are not alone. When you get no such persons around, your loneliness and unrest of mind aggravates, you feel like doing nothing and just want to pass out and escape into nothingness.
I often get these crazy moments of distress when I feel as if nothing in world seems nice, when I just wish I could travel to a time where I’m the incharge of my own decisions. Where I could live without being judged or without having the fear of being judged.
I frequently wonder, what is the point of existing in a world where you can’t live your way, where you with every single breath have to panic about people’s mindset, where you are judged with every step you take in your life. What is the point of breathing in the air that is too suffocating with limitations? Why are we not allowed to live when we are alive? Why are we chained under the restrictions to be in a particular way or behave certainly like we don’t have any individuality of our own? Why are we, supposed to wear the labelled costume of perfection after a certain age to meet the requirements of society who just blindly follows what has been set centuries ago by their forefathers?
Being alive in itself is the hardest thing and biggest challenge about life in a misogynistic world. When I reflect upon our lifestyles, I see we are not actually living, we are puppets dancing blindly under the tunes of society’s preferences every second thinking of appeasing others like our own happiness means nothing. We are chained in a society and a culture that are so tightly bound with generation old rituals that we don’t want to move. We don’t want to progress or change mindsets. We don’t consider women to be highlighted. Or to put it in a better phrase, we cage women under the headings of honor and respect. So if a woman shows up to people in public, breaking all the stereotypes, we consider her as characterless or bad and think of it as a chance to point fingers, abuse, degrade and do whatever we can to bring her down to her knees.
Being a women in a patriarchal society in itself is a struggle. A women faces countless challenges to approach a point where she’s able to stand tall in society. Sad it is but true that if we look around and see, we scarcely see any families who support their females in every preference they make while majority of the times choices get imposed.
Sadly, we ignore female existence in our society without admitting that we do. We have imagined ourselves so perfectly comfortable with our rituals that we think change and rationality to be unacceptable.
Being a generation of the most advanced era, the 21st century, where the world elsewhere is progressing to announce new discoveries, launch spacecrafts, and cyber competitions being on its peak, where nations compete on intelligence levels and improve to be the best, we, sharing the same planet have yet not solved the questions of gender equality.
An act of amusement to me is that we show ourselves as liberal in social media without knowing where the fault lies. We should know that things change only when we possess self-reflexivity.
All in all, if suffering had a face, I would call it womanhood in a misogynistic world. Yet if a woman comes out of her shell and greets the world confidently, she should be appreciated rather than brought down. Breaking stereotypes and being different are not easy to do. When a woman reaches a point where the world recognizes her, it should be considered too how many blocks she has crossed before getting to that point.
