They were the “weaker clan”, the “ones who manage the heart and the hearth”, the ones who were thought to be of no importance. Even as they struggled to get position in the society, they had been discouraged. These were the WOMEN of our country.
Rani lakshmi bai, Rani durgavati, Savitribai, Mother Teressa, were all women who eluded the tortures of the society by fighting with their warrior spirit in their own brave or tender way. They changed the course of actions that could have changed from bad to worse.
One such woman whose actions never fail to inspire me was Savitribai. A salute to the ever gay spirit of her that still dances one earth with the name of “Kavya Phule” and “Bhavan kashi subodh ratnakar”.
A deprived daughter, a young bride, and an unfortunate Indian to be alive during the rule of British in India, Savitribai Jyotirao Phule, was a blessing to the girls and women of India in the 19th century.
Just like every other girl unfortunate enough to be born during that time, Savitribai was deprived of education and was married off at the age of nine. But life never gives you something you don’t deserve, (one may take it positively!) and so was the case with Savitribai. Her husband Jyotirao was one of the most understanding, intellectual and broadminded of men. He educated her, helped her achieve her dreams and was a constant fuel to her fire of imagination.
Not many girls today know about the sacrifices she’s made. Most of us are unaware of the stones showered on her, and a fewer still of us are aware of the taunts and boycotts she has faced. And the reason for this societal torture was that she had decided to take the initiative to open the first girls’ school; that she had decided to be the first lady teacher in that girls’ school; that she had let go of the cast based distinctions; that she had knocked down doors of discrimination based on gender.
She was a woman who changed the history of India, who changed the view point OF girls and ON girls. She strived hard to make the lives of women easier and better. Not just that, she dug wells for the untouchables, fought against most of the social evils haunting the so called ‘lower classes’ as well as the ‘weaker gender’. She did all she could to erase depression and backwardness.
She was a feminist. But more importantly, she was a female! A female who had the guts to bring about a revolution, but a female with no liberty. She was a contrast to those present day woman who, despite of being in the 21st century, live in the 19th century. She was a lesson to those who still hesitate to educate their girls, who still want to marry their girls at their tender teenage. She was an inspiration, and always will be, to those who are born rebels; to those who have the ardent desire to be of service to this world.
Each and every one of the woman mentioned above (and many more who aren’t) had done their part. They had played their roles in the theatre called life to the best of their abilities. And as they departed, they left a message for us all – that we are the writers of our own future.
Today, we can decide and be that sassy girl on the cover page of a fashion magazine – yes the one who will be replaced tomorrow by another sassy figure – or we can strike the match of diligence and write the history by changing our future.
Women, and always will, play a vital part in the synthesis of this earth. Keeping this in mind, I beckon every female to keep the torch alight. Remember, the victory is never easy, but it isn’t impossible!