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Need for Decency

Male chauvinism be in upper class or the lower caste does not stops from denigrating the women’s place in the society. We cannot sideline the family tendencies when the male dominance becomes the result.

Importantly, this trend becomes behavior too, to look upon the women besides the barrier of caste, creed and color as some fragile creatures they must control and nurture at will. The women cannot fight this discrimination by cutting out layer by layer prejudice on various scales. Many of the same metrics are also indiscriminately used against a woman by the kin of other women or by the women herself. For instance, color discrimination is most common and highly prevalent in Indian societies. The women cannot wait to get literate by earning graduate and postgraduate degrees. 

The important is that the administration should know that they are coming out and in doing so, provide an environment where every other person, men or women should respect each other.

It is the barrier of decency the common masses has broken. The rape tendency is the most grueling and shocking fact of the women status in India. Though its nature differs because women can also be wrong but when the government started to give the right to cause justice by the common masses.

We do not only need right to be protected, we need women duties to be defined by the law too but not the misery of ongoing male chauvinism should be tolerated.


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Consistency where life frames women in different roles and you feel inhabited.

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