बुधवार, १५ सप्टेंबर, २०२१

Allowed

“Transfer” is one of the keywords associated with dads only, heard it from my school days. This might be because of the fact that dads only used to go out and work during those days, moms used to be great home makers and wonderful hosts. Hence there was absolutely no question of mom’s transfer, during those days. So, when girls started working due to their educational background, they started moving out of the house on daily basis and started with outstation duties too, as a part and parcel of their work. But of course, on a very small / tiny scale. Few years ago, one of my students, who is now working with a giant MNC company and a young mom too have to relocate herself to UK for 180 days straight in a row, all by herself, alone. Wow, that was an awesome inspiration for me.

So, coming to the point, when this Nagpur assignment popped up and I really don’t know why I said yes for the deputation, millions of questions started pouring-in on me. One of them to my surprise was “how come your husband allowed you to go to the different city?”.

Then the thought process started, is allowed solely important or credibility of the individual also plays an important role? If the individual is credible enough then and then only things happen right. I mean then the person gets chance to move on and explore all sorts of opportunities. If the girl is not educated enough, having guts then only it will be feasible. The efforts have to be from both the sides. If girl is capable then where is the question of “allowed”? And why. And here I am referring to all girls, not restricted to me. I keep listening to these common dialogs on TV and at actual too from various families, that we allowed her to work, we allowed her to drive, blah blah…. what do you mean?

Anyways, nothing is stopping girls to explore and reach to their destinations, kudos to all the girls, go for it dears. Love you all.

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