Caged homes – or houses?

“Who puts the expiry date on a woman\’s dream?” Close to five years since this question was thrown into the Malayali society by Bobby, Sanjay and Roshan. I don\’t think the answer has yet been found; worse – the question still doesn\’t echo as much as it should. 

This should be my second or the third post on the same topic. Every time I finished writing it, I thought okay, this is my answer. But as time went, I kept seeing many such cases around and tired enough of not putting out my opinion here. 

The answer to that question is easily being told as the society. But who is this society? Its a collection of you and me. Its a collection of your parents and children. Everyone is a part of this society. The thorns stand out and asks this question, but the answer includes you. That is the irony. 

Many cases, the answer to that question is the home. Its sad, but true. Not everyone who shares that with the public because obviously they don\’t want their home to be misjudged or have a wrong image. But the truth cannot be hid after a while. Its even terribly sad, when it suddenly clicks home is supposed to be a safe bubble of happiness for a girl. Sure, every home have their own set of worries and tensions. But to rub it off by putting an expiry date on a woman\’s dream turn the homes to houses. Now, there is a clear difference between a home and a house. Each one of us have gone through a phase of such pressure from home over various things at some point. 

It could be over studies, career, marriage or even buying a TV or a washing machine. Such points do turn our homes into houses. But the bond doesn\’t get affected and the reverse action happens in a jist. I don\’t think its the same with a girl when her dreams are asked to be set aside. Although they may not show, the impact it creates in their mind remain as a scar even after years. Just what I think about it, though. 

Honestly, I don\’t know how to conclude this article. I wanted to write a little more on this but sometimes its tough to put our thoughts into words and write down here. But I will tell my generation something – don\’t put pressure or an expiry dates on your daughters in the future. Let them fly, fly as high as they want. Let them make mistakes, let them learn from it. Let them love, let them roam, let them live their life.