Psychologist Sigmund Freud regards personality as an enigma, a floating iceberg in the sea. Only a tip is visible over the surface of water whereas a major portion remains within water, invisible. Thus the outward appearance of a person does not reveal a true picture of an individual. It is impossible to assess the total personality of a person. He is different from what he appear.
Marriage makes two persons live together though they are two different individuals who cannot be one. Very soon the earlier days of togetherness and close proximity gets metamorphosed into boredom. Those who used to dine together with eyes glued to each other and feeding morsels in each other’s mouth during the honeymoon period, soon dine with gazes lowered to their own plates. By that time they become familiar with each other’s deceptions. Inwardly they start assessing each other from their activities. Suppose a husband and wife are moving on a vehicle when the wife says she want to have Chat, a snack. Husband would be glad to let his wife have Chat and both will be happy. But here lies the twists. Wife would have a notion that husband would coax her to have Chat when he passes from any chat shop and then only she will feel like a queen to have a caring husband .
I think that the wives have the right to remain eternally annoyed. They have a valid justification for being so, the sex difference that compels a woman to leave her home and live with a stranger, who is no less than a villain, who makes her leave parental home. Though the society mentally trains them for such event in a kind of dream-like fantasy, ‘A prince charming would arrive riding a horse and carry you to his palace in a palanquin, bestow on you all kinds of pleasures, love to make you feel like a queen.’ However, the illusion soon ends with marriage. She feels cheated.
A girl for whom even sky was not the limit, gifted with immense possibilities gets tied like a puppet in a few hands who manipulate her moves. She needs permission for each and everything she intends to do. She is supposed to tear away the pages of her past history, however, golden it would have been to forget her own family, never to remember them.
Sooner or later she gets accustomed to her prison and settles down in those confines. By keeping herself busy she tries to divert her attention from her present ordeals. Every day, she cooks meals standing against a flame, remove dirty plates from the dining table and wash them, wash dirty linen, iron them and the night kick her into a ruthless bed ! Who is responsible for such fate?
French writer Simone de Beauvoir declares, ‘a women is not born but made.’
Marriage makes two persons live together though they are two different individuals who cannot be one. Very soon the earlier days of togetherness and close proximity gets metamorphosed into boredom. Those who used to dine together with eyes glued to each other and feeding morsels in each other’s mouth during the honeymoon period, soon dine with gazes lowered to their own plates. By that time they become familiar with each other’s deceptions. Inwardly they start assessing each other from their activities. Suppose a husband and wife are moving on a vehicle when the wife says she want to have Chat, a snack. Husband would be glad to let his wife have Chat and both will be happy. But here lies the twists. Wife would have a notion that husband would coax her to have Chat when he passes from any chat shop and then only she will feel like a queen to have a caring husband .
I think that the wives have the right to remain eternally annoyed. They have a valid justification for being so, the sex difference that compels a woman to leave her home and live with a stranger, who is no less than a villain, who makes her leave parental home. Though the society mentally trains them for such event in a kind of dream-like fantasy, ‘A prince charming would arrive riding a horse and carry you to his palace in a palanquin, bestow on you all kinds of pleasures, love to make you feel like a queen.’ However, the illusion soon ends with marriage. She feels cheated.
A girl for whom even sky was not the limit, gifted with immense possibilities gets tied like a puppet in a few hands who manipulate her moves. She needs permission for each and everything she intends to do. She is supposed to tear away the pages of her past history, however, golden it would have been to forget her own family, never to remember them.
Sooner or later she gets accustomed to her prison and settles down in those confines. By keeping herself busy she tries to divert her attention from her present ordeals. Every day, she cooks meals standing against a flame, remove dirty plates from the dining table and wash them, wash dirty linen, iron them and the night kick her into a ruthless bed ! Who is responsible for such fate?
French writer Simone de Beauvoir declares, ‘a women is not born but made.’
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