What’s wrong when men help in the household?

What’s wrong if men do household?

Many women, yes you heard it right women itself term ‘other woman’ whose husband helps her in household work as the ‘bad woman’ for treating her husband like that.
Are we laying the foundation of a healthy lifestyle where there is a balancing of work among men and women…?

Still, this blame game remains.

What is wrong in men helping their wives or even his mom in the household, does that harm his manhood.

It might be his good heart, that he enjoys helping them all the time. Do not tag the woman who makes her husband help her with household or even childcare as a bitch or the man as his wife’s slave.
It takes a great deal for men in our society to do such tasks, appreciate their role in upbringing a strong foundation of equality among genders.

Appreciate even the tiniest effort.
It does make a big difference.
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I do it for myself

Sometimes speak for your self..if someone asks you why you need a job..tell them it’s for yourself.
Why you need to earn..? it’s for myself, to be independent.
Whatever you do, do it for yourself wholeheartedly.

If you marry a girl with a lot many dreams, watch her face, see when she is truly happy … Being independent or being dependent..watch the difference not through the blind eyes of society, but with eyes filled with love. If you find the difference, then be supportive.

Every girl should do something for her own self, not because she is selfish, because only when she is happy, people around her will be happy.
Every girl is brought up by her parents with the same amount of dreams, like any other boy, be someone who supports her like her parents.

It’s not just about girls, even boys have their dreams, dont burden them to be the sole breadwinner. As a woman, only you can support a man in what he does. Be the one who earns respect from him.

Every day does something, to keep your inner soul happy and satisfied.
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#dosomethingforyourself #idoformyself

Second chances

Chances.
Do we even look at it, worth giving a try?
Imagine a bird, who is locked up in its cage for a long time. And then suddenly, one fine day, its door is open and left open…
Will it be scared to take the flight?
Happy being inside the cage, as it offers the safety it gets.
Or is it going through a dilema..whether to fly or not.?

Some people, go through the same stage..when they arrive at second chances. After years of suppressing their desires, giving up their dreams at just one stroke, suddenly when they get a chance..they do not know they should take up or not…their mind gets clouded

For a woman, a second chance means a lot..but when she loses her will to pursue, she needs someone to assure her fully that everything will be taken care of, and take away the burden from her thoughts…She needs that sort of comforting words. It is not easy for her too, but never let her give up.

Give her a second chance.
A chance to gather what she lost once. Not all men can do the support, only the men who truly consider that her dreams are equivalent to his can. It is too heavy for a narrow-minded man to gather the courage to let her go to pursue her dreams.

Be the man, she desire, who values her as who she is.
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Be a listener to your child too

Forget a lot many dreams, what about just one dream, how a normal, average family can fulfill just one of her random wishes.

When I watched the movie “KAPPELA” (Malayalam), it triggered my thoughts. How a girl from a small town comes to a city just to meet a stranger. Strangely she confesses her dreams to an unknown person and only her friend to see a beach. And then she ends up in troubles unimaginable.

Why couldn’t she even ask her parents?

Why she had to even depend on a guy from outside or someone, not her family?

The movie also portrays the scene when the father beats up the little sister, without even asking her an explanation, assuming that she did wrong. Does really beating up, bring up the right kind of well-behaved, girl child. No, you can also instill trust in them, a feeling that no matter what, happens, their parents are strong enough to support them.

Why does a little baby, clings to their mother, all the time, because it trusts the mother. A caregiving hand, which protects her, the baby can even blindly cling to its mom, no matter what happens, because it knows, that protection is intact.  But as it grows up, the child loses that grip with the parents, when it was abandoned even once for a single moment knowingly or unknowingly.

Restore that trust in your child, else you lose them.

Is it a mistake or a strict parenting method?

I do not know. But I feel that it is important for families to give space to their kids to explain their dreams, desires, and needs. Else kids have a tendency to walk to a stranger, who might be a danger or a blessing.

It is not about a city or town, parents who are so glued to their work-life forget that their children for whom they are brooding all the money for, also want them to talk to them and share some time with them.

We can see parents are mostly hardworking and spending each penny carefully, but they are too strict with the kids that make them much more vulnerable. Parents assume that being strict is good, but sometimes, they need to place themselves in their kid’s minds and see what they might need from you.

Some parents, they beat up the girl child, for just talking to boys. Talking never harms or causes any problem, but the child begins to wonder why she was beaten up for doing nothing. This gets rooted in her mind. And since the human mind is more inclined to do wrong things (labeled by society), they tend to do it much more to agitate their anger and frustration.

The child becomes secluded and stops sharing even the tiniest desire they have because they are scared of being judged or scolded or even punished. They start to hide, as their tiniest desires are never being heard and then begins the time when they find their own way out.

Parenting is hard and complicated. , but not impossible.

Be the parent who can help the child open up to you than anyone else. Be the friend who they need and want.

Most of the girls tend to be quiet and start to hide everything from the parents, when they feel that they are judged.  Be the one who listens to her dream or even walks with her to fulfill it. We may not know what things pop up in life, but always, be a good listener. Listen to your child’s argument before jumping into the conclusion. Open up for a healthy discussion- means a clear wheel of conversation wherein you just don’t talk alone but discuss and let the other person put in their share of words too.

Your child may be small, but learn to give your ear to them. Once ignored, they are never going to back.

 

A working woman saga

Every day is a marathon for her, from morning till night. It all starts at 5 in the Morning…restless moment ahead, where she runs around handling cooking, cleaning, and then packing all the lunch boxes. Then she gets ready for work, there begins another responsible role for her. S he hassles through her work sticking her eyes on the clock..time ticks and she is all worried..in the background of her mind..she is worried what needs to be prepared for dinner…what her kids are doing. When time is almost 5 in the evening, her mind is exhausted now..she packs her bags, but then again she is loaded with work…she keeps working, but her eyes were focused on the clock on the wall..she knew she will be finished…for being late…she knew she was always accused of, working all the time..even when she managed to do all the work at home too..she was all blamed….someway she managed to finish all work and ran to the station. As usual, it was peak time..some how she managed to sneak into one train…Her heart was thumping harder, Again she rain from the station, she knew she will never be welcomed at home, for being late… but then she walked in, ignoring all those hatreds in eyes ..and then began all cooking and cleaning. She was weeping within every moment, but she went on like a robot. When all slept, she sat on the kitchen floor she was too tired to even weep. She sat silently gazing at something at a distance.
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