We
belong to a country where people canopy themselves under the classification of caste, creed, region, culture, religion, income, occupation, ghotra, gender and
what not. Where in one hand, India is proud of its rich and varied culture, on
the other hand, we have seen communal violence and brawls over religion and
caste. I have always believed that it’s this richness and variedness in India’s
heritage that is causing people to operate on the differences in all the
aforementioned classifications. Now if a girl expresses her desire to marry a
boy from a different caste, she is cursed and ridiculed at, not only by her
family but also from friends and relatives who wouldn’t even care at any point
of time if she is dead or alive. Let’s
take the latest example of “Honour Killing”, the girl belonged to a renowned
Yadav Family of Rajasthan and she fell in love with a boy from a Punjabi
Origin. They got married against the girl’s family’s wishes and days later her
family made her suffer for her “So-called-wrong decision”.
After
a child is born and reaches the growing juncture she is instilled, the
emotion and spirit of love and compassion. She is taught about the pain caused
to plants by plucking leaves or flowers, the agony caused to animals by pelting
stones on them, the thought of respecting elders and loving every fellow human
being on earth. Love, you teach her all about love and when she grows up to
understand love on her own and try to apply her parent’s wisdoms into
practicality, she is termed wrong by the society. Why? Because she found love
on her own in a different caste, or a different region? If that is so wrong,
then she should have been taught to hate every animal, every tree, and every
flower on this planet because they don’t even fall into the category of human
beings.
When your child is ready for school,
you hope that she reaches a stage where she is capable of taking decisions on
her own and become independent, and she chooses a man whom she believes is
right for her but, she is derided for that choice. Had she chosen a pair of
shoes or a dress or a showpiece, she would have been complimented on her
independent decision. What is the point of education, sermons and values if she
is not allowed to practice the same in reality? What is the point of helping
her gain independence if she is not allowed to act independently on her own
life?
What
does your religion and culture teach you? To train your kids like animals? So
that she leads a life of your choice. So when does she get to live her own
life?
As a
married man or woman, do you or don’t you get attracted to the opposite gender?
While some rheostat their inner urges I have heard of men and women acting onto
it. They rape, they tease, they indulge and do worse. When you don’t check the caste and creed of
the opposite sex for such ghastly and sickening activities, why do you care so
much about the man your daughter has chosen for a holy union, a relationship so
sacred? Are you concerned that you will lose your name and reputation in your
society? Since when has society become so important than
your own daughter? Tomorrow, when you are on your sickbed, who is going to
bring you a glass of water, ensure you take your medicines on time or cover you
with a blanket when you feel sick? Who is going to give you a hug of comfort
and a kiss of reassurance on your cheek? Is it the society or your daughter. A daughter, whom you brought up with love and
care, nourished and educated her till the age of 21… and then you, crushed that
flower of yours by strangling her to death.
You told her once, you told her twice but she didn’t listen. Maybe she
was hoping deep down her heart that come whatever may, her parents are going to
understand her. She never believed in her society, but she trusted her
parents.
She somewhere believed that
after sometime her parents will hug her, forget her mistake and accept her
decision, the same parents who were actually conspiring murder plans to abolish
her from their lives, because their society meant more to them than their own
blood!
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