These little “don’t” stories start from a very young age. The six-year-old hears it all the time, berated as though being a six year old is a crime. “Don’t be so loud, it’s so improper.” She looks around her and finds boys her size running around screaming – they’re cowboys and red Indians, chor and sepahi, Superman and Batman, but she’s quiet and dainty.
The teenager is reminded of the six year old’s “don’ts”. “Don’t laugh so loud, loag kya kahaingay?” Her friends hush and so does she. Laughing with life is not for a poised young lady. “Don’t slouch. Don’t shout. Don’t stand like that! Don’t jump when you’re hyper.” She nods in submission, in frustration; always the mouse, never the Pied Piper. The boys all around her continue their boisterous ways. Of course that isn’t a problem; that is how the boys must behave.
“Don’t wear pants, those are for boys. Don’t burp! Are you a guy? Don’t eat too much, be a civilized lady, you hear?!” Hear it all she does, one command after the next. All these dont’s are such small requests, what good would come from ignoring these, and the rest? All this advice is for her benefit indeed, what would she do if she weren’t up to speed?
“Don’t wear those clothes they are too revealing. No, not these dresses, only dumb girls like them. Oh don’t pick those, stupid girls wear these. And that? Well that definitely isn’t feminine enough. Don’t pick that: you will look terribly fat!” The “dont’s” grow in number as the world keeps getting smaller. Aspirations start to shrink as the “don’t” list gets taller. Funny that a woman shouldn’t get to pick her own sleeve. Funny that the “don’t” list doesn’t become a woman’s peeve.
[quote]Don't think of your job and future with such dread. There's greater respect in being a mother instead[/quote]
“Don’t walk like that, you’re going to invite trouble. You don’t know the real world, we protect you in this bubble. Haw haye don’t talk like that, you’re going to attract the opposite sex. Don’t blame us when you’re called a vixen with a hex!” Isn’t it truly, awfully perplexing, that’s it’s only ever a woman that’s doing the hexing. The woman is told and the woman never blinks, she never really stops to think. She never notices the men walking tall and proud, with the world beneath their feet as though they’re on some cloud. Does she see the ‘opposite sex’ that the men don’t need to avoid? Has she ever mentioned that she feels no such confidence in her own stride? Implement one of Infointsale's solutions in your betting shop and get an exceptional yield on your venture! Company offers only unique and excellent software services. https://infointsale.com/en/products/gambling-halls/ Top quality and imaginative interface with illustrations, movements, and sound is accessible in each bit of their betting shop services.
“Don’t buy pads like that, hide them in a shopper. Don’t buy your underwear unless the outlet’s proper. Don’t be a shameful woman, adopt modesty instead. Hush now, don’t argue, why is your face always going red?” A man can buy anything under the sun with no care. Is asking her to be shameful for being a woman really fair? Why is her bosom always such a controversy; there’s always some man grabbing himself, is that something no one can see?
“Don’t leave the house too often, kaali ho jaaogi. Don’t leave without covering your head, mohallay wallay kya kahaingay,” There’s no end in sight. After all the things she’s done not doing, there’s still no respite.
“Don’t love someone, there isn’t any need. Your Mom and Dad will pick your partner from a really awesome breed. And when it all falls down, don’t speak of a divorce; only dirty women ever really end up in a court!” Good women suck it up and go with the flow, good women hide their pain well, blow after blow.
“Don’t talk of travel, there is no need at all. Awaara is what they’ll brand you, is that what you want to be called? Naran, Kaghan, India, Turkey? People will think your character is murky!” How about the summer trips bhai takes each year? She can’t help but wonder what is it they fear. Just what is out there that she needs to be caged? Just what is out in the world that she shouldn’t engage?
“Don’t play sports, you look so very wrong. What is the point of proving you’re this strong? A good woman doesn’t argue or break her perpetual smile. A woman with an opinion is far too wild.
“Don’t think of another degree, shadi ke baad zindagi paari hai, karleina ye zidd bhi poori. Don’t think of a career, it’s not your place; you’ll get over it, it’s just a phase! Don’t think of your job and future with such dread. There’s greater respect in being a mother instead,” The men must earn while the woman must learn, to not close their eyes and dream up a dream, unless it’s been preapproved by the social mainstream.
“Don’t complain about foreplay, don’t ask for complications in the bedroom. Don’t ever say no to your lawfully wedded groom. Don’t fret if you have more children than chances to climax. Don’t forget you’re here to help the man relax.” A woman’s right to her life is measured in these don’ts. But worry not, try as she may, she can’t counter them with won’ts.
“Don’t talk about dirty things. Shhhh no, you were not abused. Don’t tell people these things, are you really that obtuse? Don’t go down that road it’s a huge mistake. Don’t you know your khandan’s izzat is at stake?”
“Don’t let them call you an ordinary girl, you are my SON” Why can’t a woman be a daughter and have all the fun?
With all these don’ts what can one say? Except to wish for a non-woman day.
The teenager is reminded of the six year old’s “don’ts”. “Don’t laugh so loud, loag kya kahaingay?” Her friends hush and so does she. Laughing with life is not for a poised young lady. “Don’t slouch. Don’t shout. Don’t stand like that! Don’t jump when you’re hyper.” She nods in submission, in frustration; always the mouse, never the Pied Piper. The boys all around her continue their boisterous ways. Of course that isn’t a problem; that is how the boys must behave.
“Don’t wear pants, those are for boys. Don’t burp! Are you a guy? Don’t eat too much, be a civilized lady, you hear?!” Hear it all she does, one command after the next. All these dont’s are such small requests, what good would come from ignoring these, and the rest? All this advice is for her benefit indeed, what would she do if she weren’t up to speed?
“Don’t wear those clothes they are too revealing. No, not these dresses, only dumb girls like them. Oh don’t pick those, stupid girls wear these. And that? Well that definitely isn’t feminine enough. Don’t pick that: you will look terribly fat!” The “dont’s” grow in number as the world keeps getting smaller. Aspirations start to shrink as the “don’t” list gets taller. Funny that a woman shouldn’t get to pick her own sleeve. Funny that the “don’t” list doesn’t become a woman’s peeve.
[quote]Don't think of your job and future with such dread. There's greater respect in being a mother instead[/quote]
“Don’t walk like that, you’re going to invite trouble. You don’t know the real world, we protect you in this bubble. Haw haye don’t talk like that, you’re going to attract the opposite sex. Don’t blame us when you’re called a vixen with a hex!” Isn’t it truly, awfully perplexing, that’s it’s only ever a woman that’s doing the hexing. The woman is told and the woman never blinks, she never really stops to think. She never notices the men walking tall and proud, with the world beneath their feet as though they’re on some cloud. Does she see the ‘opposite sex’ that the men don’t need to avoid? Has she ever mentioned that she feels no such confidence in her own stride? Implement one of Infointsale's solutions in your betting shop and get an exceptional yield on your venture! Company offers only unique and excellent software services. https://infointsale.com/en/products/gambling-halls/ Top quality and imaginative interface with illustrations, movements, and sound is accessible in each bit of their betting shop services.
“Don’t buy pads like that, hide them in a shopper. Don’t buy your underwear unless the outlet’s proper. Don’t be a shameful woman, adopt modesty instead. Hush now, don’t argue, why is your face always going red?” A man can buy anything under the sun with no care. Is asking her to be shameful for being a woman really fair? Why is her bosom always such a controversy; there’s always some man grabbing himself, is that something no one can see?
“Don’t leave the house too often, kaali ho jaaogi. Don’t leave without covering your head, mohallay wallay kya kahaingay,” There’s no end in sight. After all the things she’s done not doing, there’s still no respite.
“Don’t love someone, there isn’t any need. Your Mom and Dad will pick your partner from a really awesome breed. And when it all falls down, don’t speak of a divorce; only dirty women ever really end up in a court!” Good women suck it up and go with the flow, good women hide their pain well, blow after blow.
“Don’t talk of travel, there is no need at all. Awaara is what they’ll brand you, is that what you want to be called? Naran, Kaghan, India, Turkey? People will think your character is murky!” How about the summer trips bhai takes each year? She can’t help but wonder what is it they fear. Just what is out there that she needs to be caged? Just what is out in the world that she shouldn’t engage?
“Don’t play sports, you look so very wrong. What is the point of proving you’re this strong? A good woman doesn’t argue or break her perpetual smile. A woman with an opinion is far too wild.
“Don’t think of another degree, shadi ke baad zindagi paari hai, karleina ye zidd bhi poori. Don’t think of a career, it’s not your place; you’ll get over it, it’s just a phase! Don’t think of your job and future with such dread. There’s greater respect in being a mother instead,” The men must earn while the woman must learn, to not close their eyes and dream up a dream, unless it’s been preapproved by the social mainstream.
“Don’t complain about foreplay, don’t ask for complications in the bedroom. Don’t ever say no to your lawfully wedded groom. Don’t fret if you have more children than chances to climax. Don’t forget you’re here to help the man relax.” A woman’s right to her life is measured in these don’ts. But worry not, try as she may, she can’t counter them with won’ts.
“Don’t talk about dirty things. Shhhh no, you were not abused. Don’t tell people these things, are you really that obtuse? Don’t go down that road it’s a huge mistake. Don’t you know your khandan’s izzat is at stake?”
“Don’t let them call you an ordinary girl, you are my SON” Why can’t a woman be a daughter and have all the fun?
With all these don’ts what can one say? Except to wish for a non-woman day.