I am a pet dreaming I am a human.

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While I was busy singing praises of how Pakistani society today has been able to break down the chains of patriarchy, I was taken aback when a dear friend of mine disagreed with each and every word that I uttered. She disregarded all the positive movements carried out in the name of feminism and her words were strong enough to mum me. All she said was, "Nimra, what do you think is the life of a woman in Pakistan? No matter how much she studies or how hard she works to secure a job or become a business woman, at the end, she still remains a slave. A slave who is in search of her owner. If the owner turns out to be good, her life is heaven and if he turns out to be bad, she is ruined. Hence, isn't her life similar to that of a pet?"

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The life of a woman revolves around marriage in Pakistan. She is a winner in this life and the next if she finds a suitable mate and in case beauty finds a beast, her life is over (because this is real life and not a Disney movie where the Beast turns into a Prince with a mere kiss). Hence, a woman's fate is similar to that of a flower which blossoms well in case of a caring gardener and which dies away in case of a careless one.

So, are we mere seeds in search of good gardeners? Or are we pets in search of merciful owners? I thought we were all humans. What do you think?

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