Time has changed. If you ask a pregnant lady in my country whether she wants a boy or a girl - she will blush or respond excitedly 'girl'.
34 years ago it was different. My mother could not accept the fact that her second child is a girl child. I was born and my mother did not touch me for days. I was born very dark, and my mom thought I was not her baby. I was swollen and black. And the bothering fact was my colour and my being a girl child. During her pregrancy, my mom read Bhagvad Gita, and all quotes around Arjuna. She assumed and firmly believed that God will give her a son. My birth was a shock to her. She used to always dress me up like a boy. She treated me like a boy. She had never let me grow my hair or be like other girls maybe like my sister. But then one day she changed. She asked me to be like other girls - docile, long hair, soft-spoken, and much above adapt to makeup. I tried to do it but I could not live for long like that. Where I always enjoyed wearing jeans, and was comfortable among boys, I felt strangulated among girls.
And then love happened. For the first time, I felt like a girl. But my mom felt - you are a girl and you cannot disobey us. I felt after happy that after so many years she realised the fact, and I paid a heavy price for it. I do not know but I became like a machine that started scanning things in my mind - all good and bad things. Good part, I do not have to read books like people. I read it once and I am done for my exams. I am strong and I love my mom for that. She made me tough to handle things as she treated me like a man than a woman. But still I am not a machine. Or I have become like one! I am enjoying it. Or maybe just fooling myself!
Do not do this with your girl child. Let her live like a girl. This women's day - let us oath to accept our children. Finally, my mom is proud of me and I love my mom for every thing. But I miss my childhood and will always regret it!
Happy Women's Day!
