There can never be enough written, said, and argued about daughters and sons.

It is widely known that a particular gender is preferred over the other, in most sections of the society. It elevates the status of the mother to have borne a bony boy. The toothless, wailing prince in diapers already bears the responsibility of carrying the business and family name ahead.

Right from his first rattle to the tapestries of his room, there’s a deluge of the colour blue. He wears blue, is genetically ‘inclined’ to be boisterous and demanding and plays only with guns and cars – the very toys that become lethal two decades later. The girls, on the other hand, are dressed up in candy pink and play with pink plastic dolls. The innocuous Barbie dolls become their benchmark of beauty. And subconsciously, they learn all that a girl is supposed to be – simply pretty!

Why blame anyone but ourselves for narrowing the world for our children?

There is nothing wrong with a boy wearing blue pants and playing cricket, or a girl playing with dolls and wanting to look pretty. But it’s dangerously wrong to keep her bereft of so much more that the world has to offer. We’ve all been fed on a staple diet of fairy tales wherein a forlorn princess waits for her knight in shining armour to rescue her from dungeons and witches. I think it’s time to rewrite those fairy tales. We need princesses who are able to get on top of a galloping horse and emerge victorious. If she manages to save a prince or two from the clutches of a demon, even better!

Men and women are yin and yang. They are complementary forces. They function well together, and not when one overpowers the other. There are genetic differences between the two, which is why they are so beautifully distinct in their own right. But that certainly does not make one more superior of the other.

There can never be enough written, said, and argued about daughters and sons.

It is widely known that a particular gender is preferred over the other, in most sections of the society. It elevates the status of the mother to have borne a bony boy. The toothless, wailing prince in diapers already bears the responsibility of carrying the business and family name ahead.

Right from his first rattle to the tapestries of his room, there’s a deluge of the colour blue. He wears blue, is genetically ‘inclined’ to be boisterous and demanding and plays only with guns and cars – the very toys that become lethal two decades later. The girls, on the other hand, are dressed up in candy pink and play with pink plastic dolls. The innocuous Barbie dolls become their benchmark of beauty. And subconsciously, they learn all that a girl is supposed to be – simply pretty!

Why blame anyone but ourselves for narrowing the world for our children?

There is nothing wrong with a boy wearing blue pants and playing cricket, or a girl playing with dolls and wanting to look pretty. But it’s dangerously wrong to keep her bereft of so much more that the world has to offer. We’ve all been fed on a staple diet of fairy tales wherein a forlorn princess waits for her knight in shining armour to rescue her from dungeons and witches. I think it’s time to rewrite those fairy tales. We need princesses who are able to get on top of a galloping horse and emerge victorious. If she manages to save a prince or two from the clutches of a demon, even better!

Men and women are yin and yang. They are complementary forces. They function well together, and not when one overpowers the other. There are genetic differences between the two, which is why they are so beautifully distinct in their own right. But that certainly does not make one more superior of the other.

The society mirrors our values and beliefs. The day we stop telling our girls to view the world only with rose-tinted glasses and embrace the warmth of flaming reds and the cool of soothing blues, the world will be a much happier place. This reminds me of my three year old daughter who carries with her a toy dinosaur wherever she goes. It even sleeps with her in the cot! And the best part is – it’s not even pink!

 

This is what happens when the boys and girls are allowed to choose from an array of colours. Give them the rainbow, and watch them conquer the storm!