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Onions are just the beginning

In the modern age, where progress and enlightenment are celebrated, it's disheartening to witness the persistent struggles faced by women. A recent incident on television, as I was channel surfing, left me questioning the plight of women in our society. I stumbled upon a scene of a saas (mother-in-law) berating her bahuraani (daughter-in-law) for a seemingly trivial act - adding onions to a curry. The young woman, in her delicate saree, wept profusely, her tears tarnishing the beauty of her jewel-studded attire. Why does such injustice persist?

This portrayal on television, while seemingly dramatic, reflects the bitter reality of many women's lives. The issue of dowry, which may not have been about onions in this case, has been a longstanding menace. Mother-in-laws tormenting their son's wives is not an uncommon story. Countless women face abuse, both emotional and physical, when they fail to meet unreasonable dowry demands set by their husbands' families.

Records illustrate the dire consequences that women endure when they cannot fulfill these materialistic desires. Many are killed or beaten for not bringing substantial dowry. The pressure on the bride's family to give beyond their means is seen as a matter of prestige, disguised as gifts. Families exhaust their life savings to appease relatives and society, forcing their daughters into these hazardous marriages.

It's time we pause and contemplate the lives of our daughters. We rob them of education, confine them indoors, and restrict their aspirations and freedom, all for the sake of preserving their purity for an unknown husband. Do we truly wish for our daughters to be subjected to cruelty day in and day out - mentally, emotionally, and physically - just to fulfill someone else's desires? Are we buying their happiness at the cost of their wellbeing?

The demands of grooms seem endless, and the suffering knows no bounds. Even in this era of enlightenment, the chauvinistic tendencies of saasumaas and dulherajas continue to overshadow the value of women. But, are these serials influenced by real life, or is it real life that draws inspiration from television dramas? The answer is unclear, yet the reality remains heart-wrenching.




It is time for women to rise above these unnecessary hardships and start acknowledging their worth. No woman should endure abuse or disrespect for any reason. Every woman deserves love, respect, and dignity. They must break free from the chains of societal expectations and find the strength to stand up for themselves.

Women themselves hold the power to change their circumstances. It is time for them to realize that they are not inferior or ordinary. They are Shakti, the embodiment of power and strength, deserving of reverence, not abuse.

Let us, as a society, acknowledge the worth of our women. Let us dismantle the oppressive norms and provide a safe and nurturing environment for them to thrive. It is time to embrace the empowerment of women and grant them the freedom they rightfully deserve. Only then can we truly progress as a society and create a world where women are celebrated, cherished, and respected. 

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