The irony of being ironical

 Isn't there an irony in everything we see these days ?  yes.there is...like, the best known to me is me calling myself a writer and never attempting to be one .yes, I ain't one .. or rather , ain't a good one atleast .I consider it's important for me to believe so in this world of extremely brilliant writers .mostly , when I belong to a society ,where the roots of it are soiled in irony . 

we are celebrating Navratri these days .we are celebrating a goddess,a woman in her  nine distinct forms .. ,  .meanwhile , our media and newspapers aren't  sparing us from the news of young women being raped , abused .or young girl children being trafficked or atleast , girls being bullied and objectified and subjectified or mocked  at every roads of their lives .isn't there an  irony .ironic to even the manusmriti which says "where woman are worshiped , there resides the God" .

We celebrate a goddess who is omnipresent ..who is unstoppable , an energy that's  not containable...she knows no boundaries according what we preach daily ..she is immeasurable. ... ! Yet what if I say ,  she's chained ..she's caged ..she's questioned and she's judged at every walks ..! What makes you think otherwise ? Isn't it the rule of cosmos to distribute it's energies in  every tiny bits of it..if then , aren't you abusing the goddess and  demeaning her every other second of your life .do think ..

I have known girls and woman who live their entire lives in darkness...obeying commands of others to an extend that they forget that they too have brains .. myself Is an example who flew out of the box of inferiority and outcast, yet with one foot struck inside till today... Like every other girl child , I was  unstoppable in my cage but my wings glued to me outside ..I knew no rules at my home ..I was free like any other ..but the moment I was out ,I had a checklist to be followed what boys of my age never knew.i was supposed to walk , talk and behave like a girl !! I had this " like a girl" tag always stuck on my head ..my clothes were watched ..my mannerisms were watched ,even my words were watched .. I must be in the columns of the checklist .else I would be judged ..I was  told not to run on the roads or talk loudly with my girlfriends while walking because I had to do it like a girl...we had to whisper .!! Nevermind .. one of the famous brands too named it's product so..cause it's a girls stuff...and it's to be whispered and not yelled .. all my childhood , I grew up believing so .!! 

But as I said , I never fitted in . I used to run on roads ..I used to talk loudly ..I used to climb the trees ..one who fixes the  tubelights, cleaned the water tanks and did all those stuffs which were consisdered so much "boy-ish" in my extended family ..adding  to the already existing chaos, I used to wear short dresses too  ( alas .. how could she ?) ...and thereby being born as a sister to a girl who was everyone's favourite, polite , sweet and so much girl-like , it wasn't late that I gained the nametag of a rebellious child ..I must say , I have been very consistent with the title ..and I still retain that title to myself in the whole family.

If it  was rebellious to them ..it was identity crisis to me.. because I never belonged to those checklists .. reason for these ironies are nothing but the seeds  judgemental attitude that we sow around. Let's have a wider vision..a wider perspective ..a wider angle of acceptance ...let's accept that multiple forms of a woman ...let's accept her as saraswati,Lakshmi and  kali  too.. let's accept her as   brave and bold ..cause it's not just the attributes of a male to have an opinion ..and then comes to second it , the fear ..the fear of the wrong...and we rather than equipping our kids to fight the odds , we teach them to stay suppressed...let's teach our girls to be louder , stronger and meanwhile set atleast some rules for the other crowd over there ..let's have atleast one of those checklists for our boys ..lets be kind to son's ..let's educate them .... Let not any child face an identity crisis anymore. Let not her be contained and him be ignored.