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There is An International Men's Day Too.

It was international Men’s day yesterday. We hear a lot of buzz about celebrating women’s day every year but why not people aware of any such day or they look interested in celebrating Men’s day? Last year also, I blogged about this day but that was very specific to thanking my husband for being the second best man in my life. The first one is, of course, my father. This year, I want to express my thoughts on how the tussle of gender and rights equality is changing the picture of MEN in our society.

On women’s day everything from shops for markets, from offices to online stores, goes pink.  They give discounts and even insurance schemes pop up for the welfare of women. This year in my office, every female employee got a pink rose with a women’s day card. There was even a small party only for women employees. That was really so much! Men might have different interests and pink roses are not their kinds. But where is their recognition Today I shared with one of my friends that it’s Men’s day tomorrow and her next reaction was “Every day is Men’s Day in India.”  Although I agree on some point that circumstances are bit more difficult for women in our country. But this doesn’t mean the average man don’t face any struggle as the average women fronts every day.

I feel, with chasing equality, we,women, have started hating manhood. And in the back of our minds, we have shifted the blame on men for not getting equal rights (when needed) in society. Women these days try to prove themselves equally able and empowered everywhere as men are. However, we are so insecure that we can’t allow sick or injured MAN inside metro’s ladies coach. Women passengers can  even throw a man out of a moving train for boarding a women’s special train. Was that a fight for gender equality?

The stereotyping of men today has reached to a questionable level, which sometimes looks scary to me. I agree, some of them are still stereotyped. But I find most men having a caring, protecting, helping and respecting nature these days. I know it’s a big point of debate whether men are responsible for the condition of women in our country or not. But with standing for getting my rights as a woman, I also want to stand in support of men’s rights.  We talk so much about the abuses a female child goes through. But very less we discuss the abuses that a male child faces. We assume only a woman is not allowed to get higher education or pursue a career. This happens to men as well. This is cruel that the society throws at men for many reasons which may or may not apply always. On the other side, a common man slaves at work and fights an inner battle to cope up with the targets the society sets for men. And even in relationships, they are getting cheated often these days. As per researches, a married male is killing himself every 9 minutes. I see every reason to worry and get more vocal about the flaws in dowry and domestic violence laws which now getting heavily used against men by wives. These false cases have a sharp rise in last few years. But don’t you think a life is a life, be it a man or a woman?

Since ages, we have been debating over our men oriented society. But this doesn’t mean we should not applaud for our fathers, husbands, brothers or other roles that men are playing around us.  See, it is not about celebrating masculinity. It is celebrating the other half in our lives. Men have an equal part and importance in making this world. There is no need to be overly insecure. Not every man is a marauder around there. A rapist or a chauvinist cannot define who a man is. So let’s celebrate this Men’s day for those men who are good, the men who wish to walk hand in hand, and not go ahead or follow. Let’s come forward and show some love and respect for men. Life would be indeed unreasonable without them.
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