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Why do women have less value in this society and always refrained from equal rules, rights, and opportunity, someone who has more power is so powerless?
Why do women have less value in this society and always refrain from equal rules, rights, and opportunity, someone who has more power is so powerless?
Sometimes I’m amazed and angry at people who treat women as second-class citizens. They pass judgment on them without knowing her side of the story.
Even worse, “their best hobby,” telling her what she should and shouldn’t do. Why should she put everyone else’s needs or happiness ahead of her own? Why can’t we just see her as a person, just like a man?
Why being a woman is so cursed? In most cases, we are not even treated as human beings but just a machine to work and procreate, a means to fulfill a man’s desire.
The biggest achievement is always highlighted being a good mother, a good wife, and a good daughter, that’s it, that’s all we are.Just a suffix, always in a supporting cast never the main lead of our own life always behind a masculine misogynist whose name should be enough for both of us.
We don’t need a name or even an independent, individually, we are identified/defined by our role or relationship with a man in this patriarchal society.
Why are we women being treated as unworthy of having equal rights!
I am just after the reason why we women are treated as unworthy of having equal rights, same as men even in the 21st century.
Is it because we have a vagina instead of a penis, or that we have been given an extra superpower to create life inside us if we choose to, shouldn’t that make us a bit more powerful or say special than men.
Then why do we have so little value in this society and don’t even deserve equal rules, rights, and opportunity, someone who has more power is so powerless.
It’s so ironic and serious, that if we don’t balance this proportion now then not just us but our daughters and their daughters, a whole upcoming century is going to face the consequences, as we are facing results of our ancestors’ best policy “to avoid, ignore, endure and suffer in silence”.
Raise your voice!
So please raise your voice whenever you can against any and every inequality you have ever faced, no matter big or small, in your home, work, outside in the world, by your parents, spouse, siblings, children’s, friends, colleagues, or even by a stranger.
If not for yourself, then for every girl out there who is facing similar or worse treatment simply for being a girl and is waiting to be encouraged and motivated to speak up.
Let’s show her she is not alone because working together is the only way we can try to make things better for ourselves and future generations, and by raising our voices so loudly that everyone will hear us one day.
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