So many longings, so many desires. Well, what if I told you that I want to transverse the world for free, I’ll be kidding hard enough. Yes, I do have that strong wanderlust of discovering at least our very own small planet (with a radius of 6,371 km) which is inhabited less by humans and more by merciless and savage wild animals. But, there is nothing for free on this Earth except the lives of some impecunious people. So, making money to accomplish my dreams is not an easy task. I don’t want to make money by any illegal means because the number of Pakistanis in the Panama leaks are enough already. I pity myself, and my country even more. Wait. I pity my country? Oh yes, because the parasite known as corruption has weakened it to the core but this is not merely the reason to pity it, there are certainly some other tangles too.
The fact that we don’t have a Disneyland here, we cannot become completely independent after turning 18, we don’t have a man like Justin Trudeau here (although Imran khan is trying to fix this issue, I don’t see it being resolved anytime in the near future), our relatives call us only on our result days to fill their gossip void, people who come to visit for their son’s rishta are mostly huffed because they are interested in an Angelina Jolie for their Yasir Hussain, we’re not host to any world champion national football team with talented players and above all, Novak Djokovic isn’t even Pakistani! That’s truly, a complete loss.
While mentioning these rather weighty issues, I forgot to write the most ordinary one. Maybe it was not worth-mentioning. Pakistan has some slight issues with its people or vice versa. Pakistanis have got an incredible observational artistry. They are truly talented in that aspect! Let us praise our Pakistani men first. They have implausible control over their eye blinking. Well, I am talking about the majority being about 80% of Pakistani men here. The leftover 20% should not be mentioned here according to some law.
Coming back towards that 80% highly talented Pakistani men, their favorite hobby is to roam around, not just to enjoy their life and nature, but to enjoy natural beauties too. That is a great pleasure to them. I like to call them “THE GAZERS”. These “Gazers” don’t really believe in beauty biases. They love staring at every girl whether she is pretty or not. They don’t care if she is wearing a veil or are sleeveless, they just constantly stare since they consider it their right and duty simultaneously.
But the question is….Why is that so? I mean I know there’s the fact of natural attraction but why don’t girls stare at handsome boys? Why can’t they pass ridiculous comments on some innocent, simple boys? Why are daughters taught to cover themselves but sons not taught to lower their gaze? Why does a working man not face such repulsive as a working woman does?
Working woman, who is she? She is ambitious and vigorous. She believes in herself and this belief induces her to achieve her goals. She has the zest too. But wait, this is not all.
Everything isn’t that smooth. How can we underestimate our “Gazers” here? Let’s take an example of a girl who belongs to a lower class family. She works to support her family, to meet all the expenses that her younger siblings need for their education. She works really hard to fulfill her family’s expectations. She tends to use the public transport to travel and reach her office. But, as soon as she steps out of her house which is her shelter, men stare at her from face to feet as if they’re witnessing a public spectacle. Ignoring all these animals, she reaches the station, the wanderers there feel free to pass comments such as:
“Would you like to go out with me, sweety?”
So on and so forth. And if she is sitting on a bench, they don’t even hesitate to sit closer. She stands up from there and sits in the bus, where men gaze at her again as if she is some kind of an alien. She somehow manages to ignore that too and then comes her work place. Her male colleagues whisper something about her as if they are playing Chinese whispers. They make it hard for her to work there through a number of ways. She takes a deep sigh. She goes through the terrible agony the whole day. And at night, before she sleeps, she thinks of all she has faced and there she breaks down. There she becomes powerless and paralyzed. Her overwhelming emotions burst out in the form of tears. But once again, she tries to conquer, she sobs and then she is successful, as always!
My message goes to all those “Gazers”. Please guys, STOP MAKING A GIRL’S LIFE HELL! She is not an animal enclosed in a cage so that everyone can enjoy watching it. She is a human too. She possesses feelings too. You are no one to play with her emotions.
Dear Gazers, it’s not ‘Manly’ to stare at a girl for no reason. ‘Manly’ is to provide them protection, and clouds of shelter which empowers her. What if she is not your sister, daughter or mother? She is certainly someone else’s sister, daughter or a mother. Give her that respect which she deserves and which is her right as a woman.
Written by: Maryam Nasir.