Blog :Yellow Agony
Date: 7/17/2012 2:59:00 AM
I was in class 8. It was a Friday, 7th or 8th period of day's time table. We were in our science lab, having a conversation with our science teacher Mrs Madhu Tanwar. Varun, my best school friend since early childhood and I were leading the conversation - topic being how women are not as good as men in Science and Mathematics. She was opposing us, of course being backed by a crowd of meek girls. We had the facts right including the one about alarmingly low proportion of female noble prize winners. Both of us were beaming with confidence of newly learnt knowledge of scientific history which might've come with a tinge of arrogance and stubbornness to some. Discussion lasted around 30 minutes, probably prolonged excessively by the fact that two debating sides weren't equal in position.
She ended the debate with an argument that went something like this - "Society is not fair to women. Equality of abilities is an unjustified question unless equality of resources is guaranteed. You make sure that there is no eve-teasing, there are no rapes and I'd ensure that more women get a noble prize."
What a ridiculous argument - this is what I thought back then. Varun seemed to agree with me, pretty much like most other boys. All girls however were nodding their heads in elongated vertical simple harmonic motion, very much like noddy. This was another proof for us, of the inability of women with logic. Rest is all history - I grew up to be a male chauvinistic pig arguing with my female friends every now and then till the point they'd distance themselves from me.
Eight years have passed since then. I've learnt and seen and heard enough to understand very well that her debate-ender wasn't an illogical argument really - it was a harsh reality of our society, a reality that a seventh grader boy couldn't have an idea of. A seventh grader girl, however is a different person. I luckily met a girl who has went on to become a uniquely special friend. She told me about her version of reality and all those shameful things our society put her and her girl friends through, stories that male chauvinist in me had no answer to except bowing down in shame and guilt on the behalf of all other men. I'm disastrously sorry that while there is nothing else on my mine except finding a more efficient algorithm for the problem, my female colleague would've to be careful of the ticking time so that she can leave before it is too late and unsafe for her. See I was probably an immature chauvinist, but I never was an insensitive person. It's just that I couldn't understand the condition of women. Her stories cured me of that disability.
And then, this realization hit pinnacle when yesterday my retired mom started telling me how she'd be eve-teased every now and then while going to college some thirty five years ago. Further if she would tell this to my grand-father, he'd ensure that she doesn't goto college from next day - for in those days college was only a luxury for girls who'd anyway have to go to her husband's house. My mom's determination made her complete her education but I wonder how many of her girl friends dropped out because streets weren't safe for them. Maybe one of them was talented enough to get a noble prize in physics, who knows!
I'm terribly sorry for each and every single female out there on the behalf of all men. The very realization that there are men who'd put you through incomprehensible pain for life time just because you're a women and so can provide him with a very very transient physical pleasure is unkind. I hope we can mend our ways soon enough and provide you with a more supportive, safe and secure society. I sincerely do.