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A Silver Lining

There are times in life when have to deal with situations whether we like it or not. Moving on from a harrowing experience, a lousy relationship, a miserable illness, or even bad press can be quite a bother. In fact, most of us want to throw in the towel and say enough is enough. But the feeling sorry for yourself with the “why me” constant creeps in. Several people are of the opinion that bad things happen to good people. So is the opposite of good things happening to bad people, a kind of done thing?

The female species is often referred to as the weaker sex. Physically perhaps, but mentally never! This is because no woman ever gives in. She may have to deal with a situation, but there is fire in her belly about positive things to come. After all, there is a silver lining or a pot of gold at the end of the rainbow. Dialogues and constant hopes by many in the vast motherland of India cry themselves hoarse to eradicate the menace of sadism. We have people in office sitting in at popular programs to dialogue and take concrete steps in the right direction. Television programs are on every channel where anchors go over and above their duty and speak up for the everyday women.

On the other side of the coin are the rogue elements who do not think twice while inflicting pain. We read about this every day. A woman is paraded naked, gang rapes, has to deal with incest, accept illicit affairs or get murdered… it never lets up. And why will it, when this sickening breed of men, take it upon themselves to go out there and do whatever the hell they want. They do not have a care because they know that they can cool their heels in jail for a short span of time and get out. Some even get married and have children to start a new life. But do these people ever reform? Can they and will they ever change? We do not know what the wives have to endure, do we? Because the ladies are perhaps in mortal fear to speak out!

Many women in our country are reeling with the fact that being born female is a nuisance. Parents treat daughters pretty different from sons. In fact, it is learned that many mothers are to blame for this social malaise. Girls are taught to look after the house and cook while boys get away scot-free and enjoy playing outdoors. Perhaps because of this mindset, boys do not think twice of being rude to their mothers, sisters and every female they chance on. If a female member happens to do well in her studies and secures a good job, you can bet that the rest of the archaic thinking family will have something to say. At this point of time, her mother may silently hope that she gets out of the rut pronto. This is pretty similar to what we watch on television and movies. And as per what we hear in the news, ground reality is more or less the same. Perhaps this is why men do not bat an eyelid while mentally stripping and groping women wherever they please. Some of these sickening men even believe it is their right.

Oh, this is so frustrating! We can blame the government, the cops, infrastructure, etc. But what can we do if this problem is not being addressed across the country in every home? It is a fact, however, that not every member from the opposite sex is evil. These groups of good men share the pain and frustration and help and guide us along the way. These robust and loving men must be applauded because of their integrity and grit. They stand tall amongst a growing breed of despicable members of their sex. We thank God we have men and lads out there who stand firm despite ridicule. Down the line when things get way difficult for the human species, we know that even though there are bad things happening, there is good happening as well. We applaud you fair lads and good men. You are a pride and a joy to know.

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