Prejudice I


Before we say, do or think any further: women are different than men; yes, but in the sense that they own different body structures; beyond this point all the ‘differences’ there are- they are all our doing. I am still unable to understand why our society is prejudiced about this. What made women any less capable in people’s eyes? How did they even come about this absurd idea? Whywould they do this? Women are, like men, a part of the world, the universe, and if men are great, then so are women. If men deserve visiting temples and earning huge amounts of money, why not women? What is wrong with having a slighter muscle capacity? Women can still be as strong as men, if not stronger.   

What made them so utterly different in our eyes today? Women can do things just as well, if not better, as men- if given the right chances and opportunities. Why have we made women and men so different? Women, like men, respire, eat, sleep and excrete. If that is what truly makes us homo sapiens then why should anything else matter? Why doesgender matter so much? And if it is such a big deal why are womenthought of as the lower category? Is it because they deal with menstruation and nine months of pregnancy? Well, then, isn’t that the most of the hard work? Thus, according to the society’s logic, shouldn’t men be cast aside as useless? What made them so important? I don’t suggest that we start calling men ‘lowly’, I’m trying to demonstrate how wrong our thought process is.

Like I said, it is a very dumb thing to even think of men as any better than women. If humanity is a failure- both men and women are culprits. I agree, some women have a tendency to do certain things and to stick with specific predilections, but why are we making this a generalization? Why are we imprisoning them in this mindset that, no, you stay behind that line, that let the men do whatever you supposedly can’t. 

As you think about it, this isn’t about what the women are going through anymore. It’s about everyone. Even men suffer because of this. Men are supposed to be strong and become effeminate if cowardly. Why? If women can be stronger than men, why can we not accept a world where some men are ‘sissies’? It should matter just as much to both halves whether or not you are coward or a sissy, if courage is such a necessity. Women are exactly like men in terms of capability, urge and intelligence (once the society relents to reason, that is). The reality is women and men would have way better understanding if not for this notion that either of them aren’t equal to the other.

We need to stop being so laidback about this prejudice. ‘Oh, many people have talked about this, how does it matter if I do, too?’ ‘I’m a woman, no one ever objected to that.’ ‘Someone will do something about it.’ ‘It doesn’t matter to me.’

All of us are humans, humane or not. After you read this, you go back and forget about it. You see someone, your family, a friend- they’re humans, if they suffered- you would care, and if what caused the pain was trivial, you would be furious. Now think of them getting hurt because of this men-women conception, would it not be infuriating to see someone getting hurt, or worse not getting what they deserve because of something like that? Humans are all related, if not aware of each other’s existence, and if someone out there is in pain because of something that shouldn’t be there- then why do we let it exist? If the people who suffer are innocent and wrongly accused of doing something, why are we so blithe about babies being killed and young dreams being blown out like candles just because they don’t have the ‘right’ gender?

It’s high time everyone realizes that women and men are equal, and no matter what our holy books or ancestors say or have said, and at the end of the day, you are doing no good by snatching something from a woman, something she deserves or needs- just because she is herself; a woman; because there is nothing that frustrates and confuses more than what you lose in a battle, unarmed. 

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