One day you will look back onto your life and wonder, 'how have I done it!'.
That will be the best feeling!
©gutfeeling
#genderequality
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gutfeeling 11w
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9 0anuradhasharma 21w
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हम लिबास की लंबाई तो बढ़ा ले ,
पर सोच के छोटे कद का क्या करे ।
©anuradhasharma77 22 15- anuradhasharma @ritambharasingh
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feelflyfree 31w
#feelflyfree #roti #myquotes #dailyquotes #lifequotes #lifelineofmylife #stereotypes #genderequality
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Roti khana sab ko aye
Magar banaye sirf ladki
Haath to sab ko diye
Magar jale haath sirf uske
Roti chahe ladke bhi bana sake
Magar ye kam sirf ladki ka
Ye soch me kyo ho akir?
Hum bhi manushiye tum bhi manushiye
Fir kyu akir roti wohi banaye?
Kyu itna bedhbaaaw?
Kyu itna gira hua Samaj(society)?
Mamta ✨
©feelflyfreePhoto By Daniel Jensen on Unsplash14 0 1Push! the midwife said
Her sharp voice piercing through the thick night
The exhausted woman musters all her strength
Dangling on the thin line between life and death she is
Finally the baby emerges
From it's 9 month old oven
The man rushes in, ignoring his weary wife he asks
"Is it a boy or a girl"?
Does it matter? the midwife asks
It's a girl if you must know
With disgust on his face the man says
"You've made a failure of me woman"
And indeed a failure he is
He who thinks one is better
And favours him over the other
His eyes blind to see that all are equal
©the_tyrants_pen6 0mrunalini_04 34w
So this happened a few days back. One of my male friends and I went shopping. And it was just a coincidence that I ended up holding all the bags which I didn't mind of course. After a while, we noticed a lot of people, staring at us, some of which were actually turning their heads around to look. And giving a judgemental stare to my friend. It struck a few minutes later that this was happening because I WAS TAKING ALL THE BURDEN, while my friend who is a man, was walking freely. Of course, my friend had asked earlier as well to share the load which I declined because honestly, it wasn't much, but after this staring contest, he asked me again, to which I asked a simple question, "are you worried that people might be judging you because I'm holding all the bags?" And I could see an affirmation in his eyes.
This whole incident made me understand how we somehow enable toxic masculinity, subconsciously at times, and how it affects men. We have been propagating this whole idea where a man is supposed to take the burden while hiding all his emotions to appear tough, and we immediately make fun of those men sometimes, who have breakdowns and who do express all the human emotions. As of 2019, the suicide rate ratio for males to females stands at 70.2:29.8. And while I'm not implying that the primary cause is this propagation and enabling of toxic masculinity, but you have to agree that it somehow plays an important role here.
While I support feminism and women empowerment, I do stand against gender stereotyping because I have seen how it affects my own father and my brother one way or another. And it's high time to discard these outdated beliefs that only men should be responsible for holding all the responsibilities and burden all this while not expressing anything.
©mrunalini_049 0Do your bit, Include them.
While talking or mentioning genders we used to forget all genders other than the binary ones.
Include them the next time you talk something.
It's a small step, but it will matter a lot to every non-binary genders existing.
Do your bit, Include them.
©janvi_barnwal9 2-
hais_xela
Hey there @janvi_barnwal
The rainbow project is organising "Beyond Gender" - a wonderful opportunity to unveil your talent. Check out their Instagram page @the.rainbow.project.in for more details. - janvi_barnwal Thanks for the information.❤️
cosmicpoet 48w
If we really talk about gender equality then open your arms and let it come.
#genderequality #men #poetry #equality @miraquill @writersnetwork @mirakeeworldThey won't say anything but suffer inside,
they do have feelings and it's true as wise.
no matter in how much pain they are,
their face will show a beautiful smile.
Burdened under responsibilities,
not even allowed to cry,
The society considers male as a
painless fly.
Are taught since childhood to be
tough, strong and sincere,
they have to earn for their family
and become a best father.
"Be a housewife or business woman?"
a woman is always asked.
Why men are left with only one option
apart.
let them have their rights and decide
what they want to do,
they are men and not a lion of a zoo.
Ask them what they feel inside,
let them cry and just normalise.
Men are also human beings,
Let them be prioritized.
~Muskan
©cosmicpoet15 2 2-
hais_xela
Hey there @cosmicpoet !!
The rainbow project is organising "Beyond Gender" - a wonderful opportunity to unveil your talent. Check out their Instagram page @the.rainbow.project.in for more details.
_optimist_ 51w
Gender Equality.♂️♀️
Every child deserves to reach her or his full potential, but gender inequalities in their lives and in the lives of those who care for them hinder this reality.
Wherever they live in India girls and boys face gender inequality in their homes and communities every day – in textbooks, in movies, in the media and among the men and women who provide their care and support.
Girls and boys experience adolescence differently. And so both have to be guided well.
Some Indian women are global leaders and powerful voices in diverse fields but most women and girls in India do not fully enjoy many of their rights due to deeply entrenched patriarchal views, norms, traditions and structures.
India will not fully develop unless both girls and boys are equally supported to reach their full potential.
But there is PROBLEM WITH GENDER EQUALITY !
In our society whenever someone talk about gender inequality they always address women problem which makes it sounds like female fight against men .
Actually gender equality is not a female fight but a human issue for equal right. Because it affects all of us.
Gender inequality is an issue for men too. Because some Indian stereotypes stops them to express, what they are, how they feel. They have to act like macho man, thought it is not necessary that all the men love to behave like a hard rock.
Some are soft, they cry when they are hurt, they also have pain. But this society stops them to do these things publicly.
Also harassment doesn’t have any gender, and one is often ignored as a victim while the other is ignored as an abuser.
When a man is abused by a woman their cries fall in deaf ears, they are casted aside like broken parts. No one believes him, until he drowns in his pain.
Always men are asked to be gentleman but it is bad for them to be gentle, because they have to save their so-called honors.
Peace and harmony is meant for both genders.
If we talk about female rights and equality then we also need to talk about men’s rights and equality .
We need a society where both gender can get equal respect.
I HAVE SOLUTION FOR THIS PROBLEM !
Solution is very simple that is ACCEPTANCE,❤️♀️♂️
Only when society’s perception changes, will the rights of all the girls and all the boys in India be fulfilled.
Today’s youth can help to eradicate this by –
-Offering high level education
-Social integration
-Increasing women employment
-Involving them in active politics and social activities
-Arranging social protection programmes
-Generating awareness among parents
-Giving scholarships to girls and boys both
-Spreading awareness against child abuse and violence
-Stopping gender identification and abortions
-Social welfare developments by politicians
-Promoting NGOs to eradicate Gender Inequality
-We need to understand and accept this fact that there are many differences between man and women and this differences are beautiful, but I think to discriminate is the biggest sin.
#genderequality
‘’Men and women have roles –
their roles are different but their rights are equal ‘’
Credit: @theunconsciouspen ✨Men and women both have roles-
Their roles are different but rights are equal.21 0 6puranidiary 52w
@writersbay ❤thanku for giving your time &kind like .. I m so glad you left me a comment means a lot..
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@writersnetwork @writersbay @mirakee @mirakeeworld
#lotus #life #11wishc #challenges #genderequality #girlchild #hopes #feotus #wod #pod
In spring of love, hope was born in mother's womb
Before its blossom, girl child was called burden soon
No celebration marked her birth,not they did happy dance
She was secluded in cradle, neither father took a glance
In barren terra of love, she lived ages scribbling in dark
Crumbled in mother's laps, she Camouflaged all spark. .
Pious love of warrior ma ,protected her right from foetus
Cloaked in mud of patriarchy, she bloomed like the lotus
Facing all thumping of prejudice longing her decline
She rose to surface with aspiring heart seeking sunshine
Slowly she painted her dreamy sky vanishing blue face
Under moonlight she conquered survival her biggest race
Like the petals she stretched her wings of burning desire
Chasing her utopia her soul embraced strength as attire
Seldom she unleashed her ocean eyes in that filthy pond
With ink dipped in metaphor, tells all story without sound
And when the clock hits 11:11,she recites wishes to stars
Hoping for world without swords of bigotry giving scars
Gentle touch of equality, no breezes forcing her to be coy
Let the child flourish without fears, be it your girl or boy..!
©puranidiary78 62 30- miss_silentlyweird @puranidiary Welcome
- nakkupulli Amazingly penned and really very emotional
- ataraxiawrites It’s beautiful ❤️❤️. Wow these words are so amazing.
- puranidiary @ataraxiawrites thanku so much ❤
- luftmensch 🌟🌟💖
Balance
My mom always said Boys and Girls can never be equal,
I just thought she was old school,
But lately I realised she was always right,
Why be equal when we can balance it out,
May be He can even out her odds,
May be She can cancel out his negatives,
It's never about being equal actually!
It's always about the balance!!
©not__so_poetic13 0__sni_pan__ 54w
Dear Mothers/ Future mothers and all the women who wanted to be a mother but could not.. and those who opted NOT to be a mother..
You are all deeply flawed and that's the best way to be..
You all have desires, ambitions, dreams and pet peeves and that's the only way it should be..
DO NOT LIVE your life catering to what others perceive you to be..
DO NOT LET ANYONE.. elevate you to God/ Devi status and demand you live upto their expectations..
DO NOT WASTE YOUR TIME AND LIFE being anything you don't want to be..
Dismantle all labelling..
Shun all glorifications of your sacrifices
Trash pre-assigned, prescribed Gender roles.
Crush the clichés surrounding your Super powers in being "Selfless"
AND shut those up.. who try to feed you your virtues and tell you to cover your flaws..
Be gloriously, uproariously flawed..
Be a flesh and blood woman.. and a role model for all the little girls who look up to you.
LIVE YOUR LIFE.. THE WAY YOU WANT TO.
DON'T BE SELFLESS.. RATHER BE SELFISH.. PLEASE.. ❤️
#HappyMothersDay6 0bananidaschowdhury3_9 56w
Karma knows it all
Karma levels it all
#bananidc #rimwrites #bananidcwrites #rimsmusings
#mirakee #writersnetwork #poetrycommunity #poems #wordporn #writing #writer #poet #ink #writers #writersofmirakee #words #karma #earthquake #humanity #nature #lawofkarma #equality #genderequality #humanrightsSPEAKING THROUGH
THOSE JERKS . . .
The other night
heart felt heavy
sensing
all the inhumanities around
It felt as
most parts of this world
is being inhabited
with all these parasites
of greed for the power
and insanity for the lust
The devilish
seemed to be capturing
the free spirits and
enslaving all
in the cages of fears
It felt questioning
where the power
who made this world is hiding
Or is there really any power
who made this humane cosmos once?
It felt as if there's no control
over these malicious associations
of all the collective evils
oppressing humane dignity to live
all around safe in this cosmos
Let this world perish
if there's inhibition of rightful justice
and only inhabitation of the wrongs
Did that power
who made all failed us then?
Did that power let the control go off
from her?
"Answer"
I said "Answer"
.
.
.
And the next morning
she answered with
"Heavy Jerks"
.
.
.
I got my answer
.
.
.
Only the power of karma
rules this world !
©bananidaschowdhury3_98 2 1-
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Mail : publish@hatcheggpublication.com - bananidaschowdhury3_9 @shwetasays Thank you for the repost
Gender..
Like the quotes because of the message conveyed by the writer,
Not because of the gender or because of the profile picture ..
As all Writers need support,
Doesn't need favour
©leakingheart16 0bellemoon99 58w
#timesup #wod #pod #genderequality
Harassment doesn't have a gender, and one is often ignored as a victim while the other is ignored as an abuser.
When a man is abused by a woman their cries fall in deaf ears, they are casted aside like broken parts. No one believes him, until he drowns in his pain.
Another man lost his life, when will we understand evil comes in all shapes and all victims are important ?
Peace and harmony was meant for both genders, the god and the goddess together as one. He needs somewhere to hide, to feel safe, but these are only for his sisters. He's on his own.
If she hits him he has to endure it, if he defends himself he is seen as the abuser. When did equality equate to abuse the other side for history's sake?
Open your eyes, understand that some are looking for privilege and superiority rather than helping. If they really wanted to help, more would be offering a hand to male victims and throwing stones at the female abusers.
He's a killer, she's a killer, but he gets more time and she gets an excuse. That's not just or fair. She is an abusive mother almost killed her son, his father saved him, but she keeps custody.
Harassment is always wrong, don't make up excuses for one, and do just as you say others do...blame the victim for being male.Time's Up
©bellemoon9916 0 5himanshibajpai 59w
@mirakee @writersnerwork #genderequality #pod
This Article is inspired By Emma Watson Speech.
And one more thing this article might have some grammatical errors as this one is My exam Answer .But I thought to share with you all.Gender Equality For Men
Gender Equality is an issue for men too. Because some Gender
stereotypes stops them to express,What they are, How they feel.
They have to act like a Macho Man, Though it is not necessary that all the men love to live like A Hard Rock.
Some are soft, they cry when they are hurt, They also have pain. But these stereotypes stops them to do these things Publicly.
So if There is Gender Equality then men not have to suffer from depression, they don't suicide, If they can express themselves,Just like women do. This one is crucial Reason that the depression and Suicide rates in women are less than Men.
©himanshibajpai80 18 7मैं उन्नीस ना रहूं ,
मुझे बीस भी नहीं होना ,
मैं चाहती हूं बस ;
तुम्हारे समान होना.!
©neha_netra44 17 11- officiallyharsh Beautifully Blended ❤️
- deepajoshidhawan बहुत खूब
- neha_netra @officiallyharsh Thanks
- neha_netra @deepajoshidhawan Shukriya Ma'am
- kamini_bhardwaj1 बिल्कुल सही
Woman's day
Free to roam they said.
Girls are equal they said.
Are they living so I said.?
It's non of your concern boy,they said.
I dare not mingle but its a age old jumble.
This age old war the dominant genetic rumble.
When women themselves cage their freedom.
What can we do, if they themselves want to be randsom.
Don't listen to the world its not their life.
Wear what you please and drink, party with delight.
Your god given life why listen to other judgment despite.?
Fuck tradition and morals start living life without trife.
©sanka_11 0THE THIRD GENDER (Part IV)
My guru helped me get the books
Thankful to my mom for teaching me to read
I struggled through it stumbling often
One small Tv set was my window to outside world
But my will to succeed kept me going
Since under the Guru's shadow,
I was allowed exemption from the daily charade
Many did envy my special privilge
And was taunted and teased relentlessly
But that was not new, I had learnt not to feel
Years passed in a hazy blur
I completed my matriculation, with distinction
My Guru was the happiest,
She plotted ways to assist me
Tapping resources to get me into college
I got admitted to a night college
During the day I spend reading books
Sometimes guiding younger kids
Who too like myself was abandoned by their families
Some were brilliant, some I needed to browbeat
Taking psychology as the subject
I went on to complete my masters
The first of my clan to do so
Never did I try to hide my identity
I attended all my college head held high
People still sniggered behind my back
Calling me names, laughing at my feminine grace
But I still had some sincere friends
Who loved me dearly and defended me always
Helping me many a times from shattering
Completing my master's in psychology
It gave me immense pleasure
To learn about the human mind
How it works and all its intricacies
If I had to change it I need to understand it
It was now that my real struggle began
To bring before the world we too were humans
To change the mindset of the masses
Clear the superstiond making round since ages
Bringing about a transformation much needed
Wiping the cobwebs of fear and stigma
That seemed to have grown roots deep
Into the heart and mind of people
That were like shackles preventing them
From viewing the world without tinted glasses of discrimination...
Krishna , the name became quite formidable
I started standing up against injustice
Not only against my own clan but all wronged
I got a platform to voice my views
We came into limelight and highlighted too
Many of us worked hard to acquire formal education
Found jobs worth their skills not attributes physical
Slowly we too were embraced into mainstream
People began to look at us with reverence
Some grudgingly still was worth it.
My disfigurement or rather deformity
For which I was unfairly judged
Which cost me the love of my family
And deprived me of my childhood
That curse became for me my greatest boon...
©smitsy6 0THE THIRD GENDER (Part III)
We boarded a bus at the depot
People stared at us with naked contempt
Those with me started clapping
Some averted their gaze
While some fished out coins to give
Murmuring obscenities, under breath
I was ushered into a window seat
Where I was grateful to look out
Hiding my tearful eyes from all
I missed my mother dreadfully.
But then, with me out of her hair
Her difficulties would be far less
She would mourn and be inconsolable
But , ultimately time would numb her pain ,
And with my father's care, she would move on
May be another child will help forget me
Tears flowed from my eyes,
I bit my lips hard to contain my sob
Clutching my bundle of meagre belonging
Lulled by the rocking motion of the bus
And the cool wind blowing,
I slipped into deep dreamless sleep
I felt as if my mom was jerking me awake
I smiled rubbing my sleep worn eyes .
Another pair of brown eyes smiled down at me
Bringing me back to reality with a harsh thud
I looked out of the window
It was almost nearing sundown
The beauty of the twilight sky went wasted
For I was too engrossed wallowing in my sorrow
Of my future I had no inkling
Totally resigned I was about my life ahead
I followed my new guardians, like a lamb
With loud clap, swearing obscenities
Leading their way towards their locality
It was like a small village, in cities heart
Every where I looked , i was transfixed
Clad in bright gaudy sarees and lot of ornaments
Faces painted with mascara , lipstick nd rogue
I was led to the eldest of the lot
They introduced me as krisna,
that was to be my name from now on
She looked at me with a critical eye
Called me near, I shivered in fright
Yet she was gentle and sensing my reluctance
Asked a younger member to take me under her wing
Her name they mentioned was kamala
But she asked me to call her akka.
Akka led me to her room , quiet cramped
But she cleared off a portion for me to adjust
Slowly guided by akka and the rest
I blended myself I to the lifestyle
But to fully get me accepted as one of them
I was needed to get emasculated
What transpired was too grotesque to mention
The pain the trauma, death would have been easier
But it was their custom, I had to be castrated
Then when I was healed, dressed upas a bride
Married to their godess Yellamna ,with great aplomb
Only to be widowed the next day, grieving in real
I was slowly tutored in their ways of life
From holding my posture, to dressing up loud
Even their trademark clap, need to be perfected
Soon I too was travelling with them demanding alms
Days passed in a flurry of activities,
But nights still brought back painful memories
Though I was as much a part,
I still resented every minute
The way obscenities were hurled at us
Still fearful of evoking our wrath
For it was a common age-old belief
That our curses and blessings both are equally potent
It was sickening to see how society treated us
Their high handed yet diabolical attitude,, revolting
On one hand we are abhorred and ostracized
Not allowed education or job opportunities
On the other invited royally to offer blessings
Dance and rejoice on births and weddings
On one such occasions I too was included
I was now quite good at clapping and dance
When I neared the house , my heart thumped
It was the house where my parents lived
We were there to bless my sibling
Holding my tears smiling and laughing I danced
Blessing my brother with all devotion
Wishing him and my parents all happiness
I danced with full fervour
I could see the torment in my parents eyes
My mom was happy for one, heartbroken for another
I made a resolve then and there ,to alter our status
It sometimes seem degrading when one of us
To threaten people into paying us
Lifts up the saree to flash their castrated genitals
on the faces , scaring them to part with their money
The first time I witnessed this obnoxious scene
I nearly threw up, leaving me scared and sick for days
Slowly I recovered, numbing my senses
Looking desperately for a way out of this maze
I needed to do something in life
Irrespective of my deformity, a curse..
Trying my hand at winning favour of the Guru
Was for me now most important
Slowly I became her favourite,
Spending most of my time under her watchful eyes
Gauging her mood I approached her
And put before her my nervous plight
I wanted to get educated,
And use it to try uplift them
Giving my proposal much thought
And seeing my sincerity & passion for books
She finally relented and promised to help
Pulling some strings and reminding favours
Even some bribing, threatening and brow beating
She got my education started
Not wanting to waste this opportunity precious
Clutching at it with both hands
I chanelled all my frustrations into it
This was one chance I didn't want to waste
I wanted to prove to the world ,
That we too were no less than anybody else.
©smitsy6 0THE THIRD GENDER (Part II )
Watching out of the window
Seeing other kids at play
How I longed I could join them
But , my parents never let me
Ever since I was born ,
This house seemed like a cemetery
My mom was my only friend
When dad came home she would go silent
He forever sported a scowl
Always ignoring me,
As if trying to convince himself
That I didn't exist at all
I never knew ,what my fault was
But at night when they think I'm sleeping
I often hear them fight
My name mentioned, proving myself being the reason
I would silently weep and pray
For some magic to change my plight
One day when mom was out
I couldn't resist joining the kids on street
Playing and laughing the joy I felt
Though enormous ,but was short-lived
A few elders ce barging in
Pulling their kids away while hurling abuses at me
My mother frantically dragged me home
Locking the door hugged me and cried a lot
I just couldn't understand what conspired
I was just an innocent kid of four
When dad came home, he trashed me hard
Leaving red angry scars on my legs and back
That night we all went without food
All lost in their own misgivings , silent as a tomb
Another heated argument sparked
Mom wailed and wept but dad stood his ground
The verdict was passed, I somehow overheard
I was to leave and join my own "clan"
Mom not being very educated, could just read
So she undertook the responsibility of educaing me
Many a time I did ask , why school was not for me
Every time they gave me some vague response
Nobody ever visited us, nor were we invited
But strangely enough,on a child birth, I was asked to give blessings
A year passed slowly , nothing much changed
I still dreaded the time I would be send away.
To forget my worries, I found solace in books
For now I could read fluently without much help
I would read anything i could lay my hands on
Mom brought me some from the scrap store
One early morning, my dad nudged me awake
I really was stunned, I thought I was dreaming
Mom was still asleep, so he quietly asked me to dress
Putting a my merge belongings into a bag
He asked me to follow him, not to wake mum up
I managed to gather a few of my previous book
Silently we walked, along like two strangers
walking a little ahead, as if I was an embarrassment
He did steal glances at me every now and then
Fleeting mix of emotions of anger, pity, guilt
Self loathing frustration all playing in loop
I wish I could offer some sympathy, but dared not.
When we reached the bustop , a group awaited us
They all looked quite queer to my childish eyes
They looked like men but dressed as women
Some were quite decked up and beautiful
One came to me and smiled, lovingly petted me
Dad hesitated to meet my eyes,his filled with guilt
I knew I was on the threshold of a new life
Seeing my dad walk away without a backward glance
My heart broke , but I did not cry
I knew destiny had other plans
It's now up to me to blindly follow
Or pave my own path , however tough it may be....
©smitsy