Dear Some Lazy Men,
Throughout our lives, we have witnessed numerous instances of girls being told to serve food to their brothers. But never have we had the rare pleasure of witnessing a brother serve his sister.
Throughout our lives, we have seen women toiling away in front of the stove, mastering the art of making ‘gol rotis’ and the perfect biryani, only to win your hearts. Because “the way to a man’s heart is through his stomach”. But never have we had the rare pleasure of witnessing a husband cook for his wife.
Throughout our lives, we have observed women whole-heartedly looking after the entire household, cleaning, cooking, doing all of those little chores that YOU are just lazy to do. But never have we had the rare pleasure of watching you help her wash the plate that YOU ate in, or stack away the newspapers that YOU read.
No, please don’t try to rationalize your behavior by saying that “ It is their job, their responsibility”. Tell us, dear men, if it is their job, their responsibility, then it is also YOUR job and YOUR responsibility to care for them, to spend time with them.
Why is it so easy for the male ego to forget that a home is made a home by the efforts of two individuals sworn as one, and not just the woman? Spare me the line “Don’t poison our relationship by fostering unrealistic expectations”. Unrealistic expectations, dear men? Since when did the idea of companionship and compassion become “unrealistic”?
You complain that we are always too busy with the household chores to spend time with you on weekends. Then how about YOU trying to work this out by offering to do the dishes together? Or the laundry? Or cleaning up the mess in the living room? Isn’t doing things together supposed to nourish the relationship? Just like going on a vacation? Or for a movie?
Tell me this. Why do always expect your mother to iron your clothes? To clean the mess that is your room? Why? She gave birth to a healthy son, with two arms and two legs, didn’t she?
We, women, fail to understand why you consider yourself to be the superior sex when you cannot even do your own chores.
We fail to understand why your ego has huge, fragile dimensions when it is, in fact, YOU who are dependent on us in every sense of the world.
We fail to understand what it is that keeps you from showing an ounce of consideration and compassion when you consider us to be an inexhaustible source of the same.
And to the men who already do that?
You have every right to be proud of yourself. You have earned the respect of your mother, sister, wife, and daughter, and you have set a laudable example for your son. You have broken stereotypes, and you have the eye and the heart to see beyond that tired smile that adorns her face.
This world is not made of YOU. It is made of US.
When you are mature enough to realize that, when you are brave enough to accept that when you are responsible enough to make amends, then will the fragrance be for the world to celebrate.
The ever optimistic,