>”I seem to see my self from his eyes while i have always possessed theintelligence and politics to know or perhaps i should say interpretwho i am as a woman. But this knowledge i cannot assimilate in me, theexperience is of being in ruin, ………… “ mail from a dear friend to me, in response to an anguished mail sent to her. Says another vivacious, lively, intelligent, perceptive woman, to me, on her first meeting with me as a therapist: ” I am so sorry that I have cried…. I mean this is a first meeting with you and all that”. “Why the shame?” I ask her. “shouldn’t I be calm and composed and not really show my emotions at all? I mean isn’t this what the world wants from me, from you, from all of us?” she responds, albeit a bit surprised that i am even asking her this question. “well you are here to meet a therapist, and you are
perceptions
>discrimination is not only based on caste!
>has anyone ever noticed how discriminations are based on age, appearance and language in public spaces? For me personally there have been several instances when i felt discriminated. most of these instances have been amusing for me but the incidents per se were not amusing. for instance, there are many times at airports when i am standing in front of the PYT (pretty young thing) at the counter, her smile or demenaor with me would depend upon what was I wearing; e.g. if i were wearing trousers or pair of jeans or a well turned out salwar kurta, etc, she would smile, would wish me and would make eye contact. on the other hand, on days when i am wearing cotton saree, carrying a “jhola” (cotton carry bag), my hair is tied in a bun and wearing bindi,etc, often there have been little eye contact, no smile and a cursory nod of head to finish the matter at hand. Initially
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