PROUD DAUGHTER!

Can you imagine the life of two people living together for 40 years, hearing the daily complaint that “you do not have a son” from their family members, friends, colleagues, and neighbors?

And that this fact is a constant reminder, a sign of bad luck a mistake for not producing a boy. This is couple’s and the family’s weakness. That was the life of my parents. And it’s like that to this day.

Did you know that there are many Indians who reject to marry girls who do not have brothers in their family? No Indian will ever tell you that explicitly. But this is one of the many criteria, I would say, that many Indian families assess. They are not always vocal about it,  which is why it’s so hard to believe. But silence doesn’t mean discrimination doesn’t exist.

This became my parent’s vulnerability. And it blossomed into three educated, self-made and independent hard-working women living a confident and self-sustaining life.

But no one is willing to look at my parents’ achievements. It all boils down to living in a society that refuses to see good things in people. We are their achievement.

My father made every effort to make us NOT dependent on any man in our life for anything. He wanted us to have partners who respect us as human beings, not as paper dolls that can be twisted and molded into any shape.