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Equality begins at home



What does gender equality actually mean? I have always wondered what it means. Is it just sharing the household activities? Is it sharing the family burden? Is it something more than it? I have seen people fighting over small things. And is it a way to avoid the big picture. Household activities are named to be as a women’s job and Earning is named as men’s job. This went on and on for centuries. The problem arose when women started entering the job market and men refused to accept the household responsibilities.  The fight is no longer about the work we share. It is about respect and acceptance. The paradigm shift happened because of Household activities were considered lesser than office jobs. We always treat women as weaker sex because of scientific reasons. The society forgot science and replaced it with social status.
Women are not respected and that is the core issue. “I am joining the Ariel #ShareTheLoad campaign at BlogAdda and blogging about the prejudice related to household chores being passed on to the next generation.” Everything starts at home. The gender bias starts at birth. People speculate and pray for the baby of their choice.  Whatever their preference might be, it leads to disappointed and chaos. Why should we start a life with a negative note? It is mandatory for every Indian girl to be an expert in Household tasks, be it cooking, cleaning, washing and the list goes on. She is forced to learn and is ridiculed at even the smallest slip. The Indian boy is treated as King right from day one and he is praised if he does the tasks and even the smallest help from him is trumpeted aloud. The trend is slowly changing but the attitude remains the same. The preference given to the boys in the house goes to their head and they start mistreating girls outside. The change in attitude is happening but it is really slow. The ability of boys to respect girls will create a healthy environment and prevent a lot of crimes. We pamper boys , which is not bad and still we should also teach them to respect girls. Children replicate what we do. It is very important to set the right example and create them as responsible individuals. Sharing responsibilities and giving equal importance are simple ways of paving ways for a better healthier future

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