Deciphering The ‘Y’ Chromosome – Chapter 2

From where I stand I see boxes labeled ‘well-behaved’, ‘self-sacrificing’, ‘caring’, ‘matured’ etc. you get the gist. And surprisingly they make you chose a box for yourself. The box that will define you, forever. But my rebellious self has never fit into one specific type. I have a question for you, why do you choose a guy when there is work requiring strength? As I have grown up I have come to realize that to people change seems scary and thus stereotypes have always existed.

Since when has taking care of one’s family become a man’s job? I don’t have a problem supporting my family but somehow doing it just cause ‘I have to’ doesn’t seem right. It breaks me to watch my dreams receiving a no from my parents because my dreams don’t fit into the stereotypical career choices. For I want to jump and fall off wagons, I want to make mistakes and listen to the untold stories of the streets.  Why is being reckless frowned upon? And if I dared to go against the path that has been set for me, I will be called a sissy, a coward and the adjectives will stick on me like permanent tattoos. If I don’t shove my manliness in your face, people will use the term ‘unmanly’. Is my gender only meant to be loud, show off snobs? The truth is, you do support us and our wild ideas. But am I the kind of man you will let your daughter marry? Am I responsible enough?

And while all of this is bemusing, all I ask is for you to not put us into labeled boxes you created. To show appreciation towards our efforts. To give us time to explore our own depths. While becoming an engineer or a doctor is the safe choice, let us make our own choices. Let us make our own mistakes and let us learn from it. I write this not for you to take pity on me, but to question the idea that you’re promoting. When I say ‘head of the family’ does your mind imagine someone from the male gender? If yes, then is this what you want?

 

From,
Rosh and Tanya.
(Girls in the shoes of guys).

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Fam, we’re at day 2 of the series. Do let me know if you like this. And don’t forget to tune in tomorrow for chapter 3.

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11 Comment

  1. Swayam says: Reply

    Takes the cake, on a perky note.

    1. Tanya says: Reply

      Oh hello! Good seeing you here and thank you.

  2. A post to which many youngsters can relate to. Unfortunately, at least in India most parents would like their children to tread on a safe path. We should stop labeling the kids on the basis of gender. We are unwilling to accept anything which doesn’t fall within the purview of societal definitions. But I believe there is a great deal of learning that happens outside of school. Just allow them to define their own path !

    1. Tanya says: Reply

      Radhika thank you so much. And yes this is the harsh reality. We have to accept people as human beings first and then as a gender. I am glad to see you agreeing. It means a lot. Xx

  3. Very well written, great post and a very good point. It reminds me I liked Hrithik Roshan cooking eggs. Even I am not that skilled at breaking eggs! I like watching male cooks cooking food trying recipes their knowledge and skills in many cookery shows. They are amazing and I think it hardly hurts their masculinity.

    1. Tanya says: Reply

      Aaaah! I love this comment. Yes let’s break stereotypes. Thank you so much, I appreciate you taking the time to read it. ❤️

      1. I just stumbled on your blog and fell in love with it. Points made beautifully, words flowing freely. Loved your poetry and your name. Tanya. What does it mean? 🙂

        1. Tanya says: Reply

          Thank you tons, Cherilyn. You just made my day. I love the sound of your name. I am so glad you liked it. Also, I don’t know what my names means. According to the Indian origin (I am Indian) it means of the family. I don’t what that means ❤️

          1. Me Indian too. 🙂 And all the very best to your blogging passion. Keep it up!

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