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#FreedomIs going home alone from a party, without fearing for your safety on the streets, or your reputation in the neighbourhood, says this post. Freedom is safety and respect!
This post looks at the freedoms we enjoy, and how we are yet to be completely free. #FreedomIs going home alone from a party, without fearing for your safety on the streets, or your reputation in the neighbourhood, says this post. Freedom is safety and respect!
The #FreedomIs campaign asked readers to share their idea of what freedom is, and what freedoms they wanted, through a selfie with a message. The results were varied and beautiful. You can see the collection of #FreedomIs selfies here. Don’t forget to send us your own!
I have mostly associated the word Freedom with Independence from outside control, from more of a political perspective. Perhaps that was how my ‘education’ was or what I have learnt in my conscious and sub-conscious mind. But what does freedom mean to me? Do I have freedom? Do I feel free? umm… that’s quite a thought.
This line, which I learnt since childhood kept ringing in my mind : “Where the mind is without fear and the head is held high”. I tried to look back and recollect – when am I really free? When did I feel free? It was quite a brainstorming session, as I tried to rewind back.
In my growing up years, from the moment I began my education, I was taught verbally, and of course, moral lesson classes in schools – about discipline and social ethic that goes down well into your system. At the back of my mind, I always feared that I will go against the teachings of parents, elders in the society, in schools and colleges.
As I grew older, I always kept in mind that I must dress properly – for fear of elders at home and in the society. I took care to return home in time, to take permission if I had to step out of the house.
Of course, there were incidents when I needed to break the ‘laws’. Many a time, facing music for that disobedience, such as sneaking out for a movie, were indeed disastrous.
Now, I am a working woman, I earn on my own, though in a small way. Of course, I feel a sense of independence. But this independence is limited. It does gives me the independence; the choice, to buy what dress I want. And yes, I do have the liberty to wear what I want.
But I cannot wear all of those dresses to office. In the social sector, there are two issues – you cannot wear western dresses if you are going to rural areas or meeting people, as one should not appear to be too fashionable. The other issue is even though nobody says what to wear and what not wear, one gets all sorts of comments and draws too much unnecessary attention. Though this is not a written code or law, one is supposed to ‘understand’ and be aware of such ethics.
And yes, all these decisions are taken by the boss or immediate senior.
Yes, independent. I am not restricted from parties; I am not restricted from hanging out with whoever I want. I can wear as much make up as I want, I am free to wear the shortest skirts, I can get drunk! Everybody seems progressive when it comes to parties and celebrations!
But here comes the limited independence – Can I go back alone? Will someone drop me back home? Can I trust that person?
And I am conscious and aware of the gossip and attitude in the neighbourhood. Nobody is openly interfering in my life; after all I am a working woman. Independent and educated to look after my own life, I am expected to solve my own problem if I land into one! But this indifferent attitude has an underlying message. A tag is attached to women like me with a “free lifestyle”. The meaning, I believe everyone of us can understand.
When I do not fear going back alone from a party,when I do not fear being the subject of gossip, when I don’t fear displeasing my senior, do not fear society’s stigma, and do not fear the diktats of some “social organization” – that is when I can truly rejoice freedom.
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'Dr Saloni will take care of everything,' my MIL said. My cowardly husband refused to go against his mother’s wishes. I was left to fend for myself!
Some time ago, I went to a marriage ceremony with my parents. It was a very high-profile marriage – not the ones we usually were invited to – but in this case it was Ramesh uncle’s son’s marriage. Ramesh uncle was my father’s first cousin. He began his career as a humble elevator operator at the TIC business group. With his sheer hard work, grit, and the knack of sensing the right opportunities, within eighteen years he became the president of the company. My father and he were the best of friends during their school time.
Half an hour before the stipulated time, we left our house, hired an auto and reached the venue. All four of us were in our best outfits. Getting out of the auto and looking at each other, we were highly convinced that we were going to fit in just right. As we crossed the dazzling and beautiful portico, we felt very insignificant compared to the big lawn and building lying ahead.
Mother was wearing all the jewellery she had got, including the big old-fashioned necklace, earrings and shiny bangles. Father was wearing a velvet coat, brother had put on a light orange shirt with a black check coat, I myself was wearing a red salwar kurta with a net dupatta. I had put on a necklace with red beads which at the time of wearing looked very pretty to me. Now looking at the other guests, I felt all four of us must be looking like clowns who had come for a fancy-dress competition. I felt my brother and parents were also feeling self-conscious and uneasy now.
Live-in relationships are legal in the eyes of the law. Read on to know more on the rights of women in live-in relationships.
Live-in relationships may sound exciting. But sometimes they become complicated, especially for women and the children born from a live-in relationship. It’s important to be aware of rights of women in live-in relationships.
Live-in relationships are where a woman and man live under one roof with mutual consent, like husband and wife, but without getting married. This has become very common in metropolitan cities these days, where two independent people simply do not want to get married. This relationship can be terminated without the consent of the other party.
Live-in relation may not be recognized completely at the social level, but Indian law does consider this relationship to be legal.
Start a conversation about the freedoms you are proud of, and the ones that are yet to be obtained. Join the #FreedomIs campaign!
Walking your dog. Sitting with a cuppa, as it pours outside. Reading a book on the Metro, undisturbed. Going for a late-night run. Taking a crowded bus without the fear of being groped. Asking for contraception without the judgement. Negotiating for a salary you deserve. Choosing to stay single. Choosing to be a stay-at-home mom. Being allowed to love the person you want, regardless of their gender. Finding a job that values your skills more than your missing leg.
Independence goes hand-in-hand with empowerment, and comes in various shapes and sizes. Which one fits you the best?
To celebrate the gift of independence, and to add to the conversation on what Freedoms we need, desire, and should work towards – we bring to you the #FreedomIs campaign.
The simple act of walking on the streets reminds us that we are not truly free. Here's a take on the freedom to walk.
The simple act of walking on the streets reminds us that we are not truly free. Here’s a take on the freedom to walk.
The #FreedomIs campaign asked readers to share their idea of what freedom is, and what freedoms they wanted, through a selfie with a message. The results were varied and beautiful. You can see the collection of #FreedomIs selfies here. Don’t forget to send in your own!
I am a big believer in freedom – all kinds of freedom. It can be to eat, drink, dress, to choose your lifestyle, partner, religion etc, The list is endless. If it makes you happy, you do it! It is freedom for you. Live and let live. I was shaken from this so called freedom of mine when I discovered that like so many other things in our country, this freedom too, is misleading.