I missed International Men’s Day which offers an opportunity to celebrate some faces who can certainly brighten or ruin any day of my life.. 😊

Being a father’s child is a girl’s privilege. My mother was never an attraction to me in my childhood. She stood as a role model in precision, honesty, and financial independence. When I looked up to her for sentiments and emotions instilled from conditioned models she didn’t fit the bill. It was easy to impress my father, a man with fragile feelings who laughed and cried with me. Who taught me worldly things I was unaware of while growing up in a semi-town. Leading me to the world of books at a young age, creating a taste of dressing and art, imparting liberal views sticking to some core values, and accommodating all my adulthood follies, he made me open to imperfection. We both had gone through very unfair situations in life which made us criticize each other..end of the day the only man I could own in my life was him..

Thinking of other men who came across in various streams of my life, consistent, trustable figures were less. I don’t believe in customized role models of any gender. But I do enjoy good friendships. I think, we overlook the emotional side of men. Norms make them suppress it, worshipping heroism makes them fragile to failures, and caring father-brother-husband-uncle, etc. positions make them responsible. Men are also trapped in financial worries as they grow older. Allowing themselves to cry out in troubled weather still seems a taboo in a patriarchal society, the same system blesses them with all privileges.

Worries of men are also to be heard and attended. Treating them as normal human beings with all due feelings can lift their peer pressure. Flaunted masculinity is a bad lesson men learn from promising social conditions. A sensible human being is the outcome of a home or any other living environment imparts the best human qualities, he can never stain a beautiful co-existence.