Ladies Special

Well, typecasting was something in her genesis, so why blame us?  Adam was created, Adam’s harmones revolted,  and God created Eve for his company. So God it was, who has to be blamed for typecasting, stereotyping women.  Created just as a company, as a keepsake,  with no real identity or purpose of her own.  It is impossible to write about women without stereotyping, in the Indian context at least.    Why, a ‘feminist’ (again typecasting) just spent a considerable amount of her energy today in BLink in directing her ire against “Kim Kardhashianing” women.  Clever play of words, but again herself stereotyping women by even suggesting Kardashian as a verb.  Now is there  no  Kardashian beyond a lustful 50 kg mass? Think again, women libbers.   

The woman did in fact begin her journey being typecast but somewhere down the road, she began to crave for a sense of purpose, an identity of her own, evolving beyond the roles of a girl-friend, a wife, a concubine, a mother.  The craving continues and till the day it is satiated, March 8 will continue to be celebrated.

What makes a woman special? Or why is there a women’s day at all?  After all, we don’t have a men’s day!  Because,  men is the norm and women the exception? Special days are only for those who are not of a majority; Valentine’s day, because not all have the time or luxury to catch hold of a valentine or become a valentine, Children’s day cos’ only a small percentage of the world’s population is children, and labour’s day because, well, oh, forget it…  The exception may be ‘All fools’ day. No idea why a special day to commemorate 100% of the world’s population.

Woman is not the spice of your life.  Neither is she, life itself.  But life without a woman is as good as a dead life.   What do we do without them, how can we make do without them, despite them being what they are, with all their foibles and follies?   Now, no sentimental stuff here on how we are born from a mother’s womb, mother gives us life  and all that blah.  It was a divine pre-ordainment that people are born from women. A slightly different coding by God could as well have seen men giving birth, getting raped and frantically stocking pepper sprays.  No, it’s not because of the supposed divinity of a mother that women are special.  Neither is she special because she is the only one capable of catering to a man’s carnal wants.

 She is special because your daughter can be nothing but special for you.  She is special because your wife can be nothing but special for you. She is special because your father’s wife can be nothing but special for you. (And your father, as well).  Each woman in your life is special to you.  Each in mine is special to me.  And you, I and the millions of men on this planet, taken together, make all women in the world special.

And special people need special days.  Like women’s days. 

I started out by deciding  to cut out this   ‘celebrity of womanhood’ & ‘Nirbhaya’ kind of  stuff but am ending up exactly tomtomming these virtues, although not directly.  On 2^nd thoughts, why not? Who wants an objective, unbiased scholarly analysis of women? All we know is women are extra-ordinary, beautiful, delightful and prolific. Women are great.  Women are cool and women out-cool men, most of the time.   

 Let us today celebrate women, at least Indian women for what they are, rather than what they ought to be.  For their being Sati Savithris, the 94%- household-chore-doing, tiffin box packing, night-time cozying upping, karva-chauthing, sumangali prarthanaifying  women.  Let’s not fret over high-street inanities like equality, emancipation, education & yes, empowerment.   Let’s uncomplicate her.  I don’t know about Kim Kardashianing women but I would certainly fancy ‘Revathying’ and ‘Savithriying” Indian women. Any day would prefer that to ‘Sushma Swarajing’ or ‘Mamtaing’ Indian women.