Gender
Selection: The difference between ‘quality’ and ‘Equality’
“It’s the cool spring season of blossoms and flowers, I
can’t see much but hear my mum n papa talk that march is approaching and I will
be 3 months soon, I can’t wait to see the b’ful world through my own tiny
sparkling eyes. I hear people congratulating my mum, they are expecting me in
some time, the future plans are on the cards though it’s not yet final, papa
still insisting for me to be a doc while mum is adamant on a cricketer. Everyone
is excited and me too. I can hear it all through these tubes, the soft belly of
my mum keeping me safe till I am ready for this world………
There’s a lull today, I don’t understand why. We visited the doc, couldn’t understand what he said, everyone was quite. Grandma was home too, I don’t like her. She was cursing my sweet mum. Heard a few slaps too, felt like something’s really wrong. Don’t know what it means but she said I am just a mistake again, the unwanted…….
We are visiting the doc again, mum is crying, I don’t want that. Is it me? The doc says it will take just an hour and everything will be ok, I don’t understand what’s wrong. I can feel a needle poking me, it pains a lot. I feel exhausted, drenched out. Are they taking me out in the real world, but it’s not the right time I guess and why is it paining so much. I am losing senses, I hope when I am out of this heavenly womb, I bring a smile on some faces, faces which will watch me grow and bloom and one day be made proud. Oh no, it’s killing me, doc please no………. “
An excerpt from the diary of a blessed fetus
There’s a lull today, I don’t understand why. We visited the doc, couldn’t understand what he said, everyone was quite. Grandma was home too, I don’t like her. She was cursing my sweet mum. Heard a few slaps too, felt like something’s really wrong. Don’t know what it means but she said I am just a mistake again, the unwanted…….
We are visiting the doc again, mum is crying, I don’t want that. Is it me? The doc says it will take just an hour and everything will be ok, I don’t understand what’s wrong. I can feel a needle poking me, it pains a lot. I feel exhausted, drenched out. Are they taking me out in the real world, but it’s not the right time I guess and why is it paining so much. I am losing senses, I hope when I am out of this heavenly womb, I bring a smile on some faces, faces which will watch me grow and bloom and one day be made proud. Oh no, it’s killing me, doc please no………. “
An excerpt from the diary of a blessed fetus
Sentiments aside, are
we living in a state of democracy that symbolizes equality and liberty and
rights. Well, did the historians, the draft committee members of the
constitution fail to mention a basic fundamental right, the Right to Life. Oh yes, I am sorry, I
forgot about the ‘Medical Termination of pregnancy act’ and something like a
‘Prenatal Diagnostic Technique act’. It’s a crime on paper to kill a female
feticide and some harsh punishments been listed. The truth is as I put it blank
paper with no signatory to take the blame.
Bit I am confused, boggled actually. I hear everyone calling female feticide an
evil, from the dark corners to the enlightened ones; everyone seems to be
encouraging the girl child. Who’s the culprit then? The falling sex ratios in
most parts, the demographics of states like Haryana, Bihar, UP and many more
speak a lot.
It
seems to be a question of equality versus quality, is the masculine gender
better in quality and thus it’s preferred, the carrier of one’s genes; is it
always the son, what’s wrong if the daughter can carry your name ahead too. Who
decides that the soft child in the womb will serve his parents and this nation
better only if it’s a XY chromosome?
YOU??????
YOU??????