Teaching Our Sons: A Mother’s Reflection on Respect and Womanhood

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In today’s society, the responsibility of raising a son goes far beyond providing for his basic needs or ensuring his academic success. As mothers, as social figures, and as sociologists, we must impart the values of respect and dignity, particularly towards women. We can no longer afford to hide behind the excuse that “boys will be boys” or allow them to indulge without boundaries. When we do, we neglect a fundamental duty in raising our sons—a duty that, if unfulfilled, leads to a collective failure as a society.

The recent harrowing events in Kolkata have shaken my soul. The tragedy forced me to confront the deeper issues at play, to question what might have gone wrong, not just for the victim but within our entire societal framework. These thoughts have haunted me, compelling me to look beyond the immediate horror and seek out the root causes of such incidents.

The victim, a young girl, reached out to me in spirit, guiding my hand to write the following lines—an expression of the pain, the struggle, and the injustice that so many girls face in a society that fails to protect them.

Is it a sin to be born a girl  

In this machoistic society?  

You worship me twice  

Every year on Navratri.  

You see me as a manifestation of a devi,  

Put me on a pedestal,  

And ask others for emulation.  

But, you are reluctant initially  

To have me in your world.  

Once I am born,  

Overriding your wish for a boy,  

You console yourself by saying  

That you have been blessed by Laxmi.  

You are reluctant to give me food  

When you have to feed my brother,  

But I don’t mind, for he is not just your son  

But my brother too.  

I love you, your home, and your courtyard,  

But you keep telling me  

That I am “Paraya Dhan.”  

You dream of making me a doctor,  

Knowing I am destined  

To alleviate the misery and suffering  

Of the teeming, hapless millions.  

And yet, when you must persuade  

This moribund society to educate a girl child,  

You add the caveat that  

I can only be saved if I am educated.  

Are you really sure  

That my innate and natural instinct  

To serve suffering humanity  

Is my ticket to survival?  

You are wrong in your assessment.  

Had it been so, I would not have been  

Mutilated, raped, and encroached upon  

In those dark corridors of my own hospital.  

You raised my brother to be a breadwinner,  

To be a custodian of family and society.  

But you forgot to teach him  

That he is to respect and love  

All the sisters and daughters  

The way he loves me.  

You kept on thumping your chest,  

Gorilla-like, to claim your tribe,  

But you forgot that this chest-thumping  

Sends the wrong message to your sons.  

This chest-thumping makes  

A Hathras or a Kolkata possible.  

Yes, it is a sin to be born a girl  

In your society, which has  

Failed to teach its sons  

That a girl is a true devi—  

Not just to be worshipped, idolized, or emulated.  

You have taught him  

That she is not a person  

But a thing to be lusted after  

And to be enjoyed.  

Forgive me this temerity, O Babul,  

For I shall never be born  

To play in your courtyard again.

A Call to Reflect and Act

This poem is not just an outpouring of emotion—it is a call to action. It challenges us to reflect on our societal values and the messages we impart to our children. The notion that “boys will be boys” is an outdated and harmful mindset that perpetuates the very violence we seek to eliminate. As parents and as a society, we must teach our sons to respect womanhood, to see girls and women not as objects, but as equals deserving of dignity and respect.

This is not just about raising better sons; it is about creating a better society—one where incidents like those in Kolkata never occur again, where girls can grow up free from fear, and where every child, regardless of gender, is nurtured, loved, and valued for who they are.

Let this be a collective resolution to change, to do better, and to ensure that the next generation learns the true meaning of respect and humanity.

Conclusion

The change we seek begins at home. It starts with the lessons we teach our sons and the examples we set as parents and as members of society. Let us all take a stand—together, we can make a difference.

Ruchi Bawa

Public figure
Director - Aas Ehsaas (NGO for child & women welfare) Founder - TEEOC (for women empowerment) Joint Secretary (Youth) - AAP Community Influencer