Woman in the Kitchen

Life is a full circle indeed, isn't it ironic, you are brought into this world by a woman and you are nourished by her all your life and then eventually the process goes on. Not belittling Men here, they play an equally pivotal role in the advancement of life in general. 

But here I am affirmatively talking about the psyche behind being women especially in today's day and age. 

It was about 5:00am in the morning, the pet dog of the house, wakes up from his deep sleep, not groggy at all instead up and charged for his morning stroll in the garden downstairs, he licks and licks one of the woman of the house, to take him downstairs, but she anyway has to wake up like she had been waking up for past 25 years to make breakfast for every member of the house diligently. Just like an army rule at sharp 7:00am, nicely done, hot breakfast is always ready to be served on the table.

This woman was a third child born in the family of 4 siblings, a brother and 2 sisters, one elder and other younger than her. 

She was born premature at the time of birth, had congenital myopia and possibly infected with bacterial meningitis, for which she had also gone through a spinal tap (lumbar Puncture), at least that's what, I have been told in the past.

Whatever happened she was unable to obtain any formal education and always remained that timid, introverted home bound individual who anyway had to learn house chores to survive as her other 2 sisters somehow managed to finish their high school and completed their post graduation degrees as well, and started working 9-5 to make the ends meet of the house. 

She was a fine looking woman of average height and physique, she was neither too thin nor plump looking, she mostly remained quiet and observant and only converse when spoken to. She always wished to go out for sightseeing, to gorge on street foods and was more interested in spending time with her pet; she had tamed all sorts of pets from every kind of birds, cats and dogs.

As years passed she became prey of her own trap, all of these tasks became a monotony to her, her dignity and her worth started questioning her entire drama of existence, she wanted to feel free, she wanted to go out and see and discover for herself that how's the world like she wanted to let go of this imprisonment which was kitchen to her.

She did not get married as she couldn't, as she had to serve her parents and her family, she never befriended anyone as such, she had never interacted with someone enough to get interested in the opposite gender or vice versa, her associates were only her folks, pets and the house help, and just like her other sisters she remained single all her life. 

She started getting ill with sporadic complaints of backache, headache, menopausal symptoms, attention seeking behavior, psychotic attacks, lack of willingness to live, apathy, and lethargy. So finally the family members decided to take her to a therapist and she was started on anti depressants and advised cognitive behavior therapy.

Is that, what has become an ultimate solution to such issues? What is the ideal way to live a life then?

                            

There are gazillion of women who go through different kind of tortures and situations in their lives, whether it is our house help, who regularly shows up to clean our homes, to provide to their family as their husbands could not earn enough, or a working woman who go through patriarchal mindset and competition and other issues on a daily basis.

It’s not that only women go through such issues I know men going through worse of the situations, and it is so damn difficult for them to express such issues with their families cause again the deep rooted mindsets which we have been nourished in, those same old sayings which make them not man enough to express or share cause if they do they will be charged guilty of not being able to maintain the dignity of being called a man.

Then how do we survive all our lives? Just by pretending, is that the only way out? Is it? Why can’t we ‘Human beings’ just start to live naturally and consciously rather than pretending to be who we are not. Are we running after to achieve financial security, prestige and fame so badly, that we in this strenuous process loosing ourselves completely? Just ask yourself.  Are you happy with your lives?

It’s time that we ask this question to ourselves soon. This ‘why’ is the way out. Listen to yourself, that numb inner voice of yours which is hidden behind layers and layers of pretentiousness and judgments.

‘Women in the kitchen’ is a metaphor created by me, which can be used equally for both the genders, to encourage us to free ourselves from the prison of our own made up ideologies, old fashioned questionable society created norms and the lifestyle which we have been forced to live because that’s how the world has always functioned but when you ask them(society) if they are really happy and satisfied with their own lives, if nothing you would definitely find that questionable expression on their faces. So decide.