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		<title>Taking a stand</title>
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		<dc:creator>Aparna.Burjwal</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[As kids, we got the basics (roti,kapda,makan). No doubt about it. And a good formal education. Nevertheless, we did not get any emotional nurturing or any &#8216;real&#8217; education. I was daughter no. 2 and that in itself was a very unwanted scenario. And then, I was rebellious,different. So, I was always at loggerheads with my &#8230; <a class="read-excerpt" href="http://www.globalcoordinates.net/blog/2010/03/06/taking-a-stand/">Continue reading <span class="meta-nav">&#187;</span></a>]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p><img class="alignleft size-thumbnail wp-image-247" title="Power-of-surrender" src="http://www.globalcoordinates.net/blog/wp-content/uploads/2010/03/Power-of-surrender-150x150.jpg" alt="Power-of-surrender" width="189" height="153" />As kids, we got the basics (roti,kapda,makan). No doubt about it. And a good formal education. Nevertheless, we did not get any emotional nurturing or any &#8216;real&#8217; education.</p>
<p>I was daughter no. 2 and that in itself was a very unwanted scenario. And then, I was rebellious,different. So, I was always at loggerheads with my mother. My father was neither here nor there. He could never take a stand on any issue. Basically, he would agree that I had a point and then would promptly go back to saying that my mother was right and she wanted the best for me. So it was always a see saw. I never &#8216;felt&#8217; I had a father figure in my life on whom I could depend and who would stand by me no matter what.</p>
<p>And later in life I realized that my mother wanted me to do a job, earn some money but beyond that she envisioned a purely traditional role for me with me obeying my husband, running the house efficiently ( I could never match up to her standards) and bringing up kids ( and definitely have a boy somehow). She would say that there was no gender bias in her mind but all her actions only reflected that. A lot of pujas were performed in our house so that my mother could be blessed with a baby boy and that is how my brother came in this world ( he is nine years younger to me). The gender bias was even more visible thereon.</p>
<p>So, when my marriage did not work out and I did not wish to do a conventional job, she was not willing to take a stand and put anything at stake. It was as if I was all alone in the choices I was making and that is how it has been for a very long time. The unsaid message was that if I could take up a regular job, be a normal married woman, she could deal with me and maybe gift me a few sarees now and then, maybe if she got very happy then even a piece of jewellery but nothing beyond that.</p>
<p>If I was looking at support to start my own work, emotionally or financially, it was unavailable.<br />
If something was to be put at stake, she would back out. And also ask the other family members to stay away. So, over the years I have understood that She has been unwilling to participate in my mission to achieve my full potential. She was ok with me being her prototype but when I wanted to take more risk, to take on bigger challenges ( to step into a male dominated field), she was unavailable.</p>
<p>And that has taken its toll. On me. On my daughter.</p>
<p>I guess it is never easy to take a stand, more so for a daughter.<br />
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