Few days ago, I was watching television and came across a beautifully directed advertisement of Kaun Banega Crorepati? (Indian adaptation of Who wants to be a millionaire?) What I saw was really painful (Yes, it was). A man’s sitting outside a maternity ward expecting his wife a baby. a lady doctor comes out of the ward and congratulates him on becoming the father of a girl child. the man gets disappointed and saddened by the doctor’s statement. As the girl grows up she gets avoided and ignored throughout her life by her father and family. Why? Because she was born as a Girl. Just after that there was this advertisement of Crime Patrol saying: “Is being born as a girl child, in our country, really a curse?” [I can discuss this sentence in many ways than one but as of now I’ll go with the flow.]
I pressed the mute button and threw the remote on the couch. I asked my father, sitting next to me, “Dad, is being born as a girl really a curse?”
“No. Nothing is a curse in this world. Its onto you how you take things.” He said.
“I mean, C’mon dad, you know what I mean. Tell me why does it seems like the female population is insecure? They get abused both physically and verbally? They get raped, murdered, molested and dominated by the male caste? Why is it that when a girl walks in a gallery she gets stared by hundreds of evil eyes? Why do girl child gets killed after birth and why there is this thing called ‘female foeticide’? Can’t those people see that girls are also human beings as same as we boys are? Isn’t it all inhumane?” I asked. (Not actually asked, it was more like a speech.)
He could possibly judge the tone-of-a-rebel within me. He simply smiled at me and said, “Son, you’re too young to understand this adversity. But I must tell you something…” He quoted, “… You cannot simply sell mirrors in the city of blinds.”
What he said was worth giving thought so I couldn’t argue much after that. Here I won’t write in the terms of statistics, surveys and calculations as I’m very poor with numbers and graphs. This is a very easy to read simple article which, I think, will force you to think about the topics I’m discussing.
Let me tell you something; When I was born, my mother wasn’t happy to know that her second child is also a boy, because she always wanted a daughter. But you see, my parents did not kill me. They love me I’m still alive, happily pressing keys of my keyboard. What I want to say is that you cannot challenge the God. You ought to accept His ways. After all He’s the one who writes your destiny. If it’s a girl, then enjoy and celebrate. You’ll eventually learnt to love her and one day it’ll become your habit.
For a minute we can accept that a man wants a son as his child but the question here arises why do their wives agree with them? What causes them to pray for a son? One one hand women are fighting for their rights and reservations and on the other hand the same women are engaged in female foeticide. I must not say this but the truth is that most of the doctors who practice this unfortunacy are themselves females. Most of the people involved in such activities are well educated people form high class society and developed ares. One can now clearly say that being knowledgeable doesn’t mean being wise. Wisdom comes from brain, heart and soul. Not from money, calculations and accuracy.
If you’re a girl and reading this, then I salute you for you have lived through the conditions a male cannot imagine; and yes you’re always beautiful and lucky to be born as a girl. Thank your parents that they allowed you to live this live.
If you’re a boy and reading this, then I request you to respect girls and apologize to them if you’ve ever hurt them. I’m not getting biased, it’s just that I know the consequences of hurting a girl and not apologizing. I know you’ve hurt a girl, in one way or another — we all have.
One last thing: “Mubarak ho! Ladki hui hai!”