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I thought of women who are in marriages where they are emotionally, mentally and financially dependent on their husbands. Do they even have a say in things?
The freedom to do what I want when I want without being answerable to anyone.
It is a privilege. This privilege comes with a peace of mind that is invaluable.
The other day I was at home alone. Since I was alone, I did not have to decide what I needed to make for lunch. There was pasta and tuna cans. A combination that I just love. It’s my comfort food. But because as a family I need to take into consideration everyone’s food preferences and needs, I often tend to overlook what I feel like having.
That day I sat with a piping hot bowl of Arrabbiata pasta and canned tuna. I sat down for my lunch on my favourite carpet, and switched on to my favourite Netflix series.
It was then that I realised, it’s been so long since I have done what I wanted, in the peace and quiet of home. And doing this is so important.
Motherhood, being a home maker, being an office woman… women take on so many roles, and in the process they lose who they are.
Then my mind drifted to women who are in marriages where they are emotionally, mentally and financially dependent on their husbands. Do they even have a say in things?
Just because they are homemakers or financially dependent, their wishes are always requests that come with the uncertainty of whether it will be fulfilled or not. How must such an existence feel like?
Given that I had been recently watching the series Maid, another thought came to my mind. If a woman is a homemaker and forever dependent financially, do they even have a choice?
Maybe some are lucky, but there are others who are not so. If anything, they must be needing such strength of mind to reach to a state where they want to be. To start from a scratch so that they reach where they want to be. Comfort zones are never a choice for them. The only choice for them is to fund a way out to where they belong.
I saw how Alex from the maid series starting to clean toilets for a living even though she was an aspiring writer. Frankly, that courage is all someone needs to reach from A to B.
Falling back to comfort zones is so easy. It’s fighting to get what you want is that is difficult.
But as the saying goes, ‘If not you who, if not now when?
Food for thought?
Image source: a still from the film English Vinglish
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There are many mountains I need to climb just to be, just to live my life, just to have my say... because they are mountains you've built to oppress women.
Trigger Warning: This deals with various kinds of violence against women including rape, and may be triggering for survivors.
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