My kid was less than a year old then. I sometimes feel many men miss out on these early moments of absolute bliss because they assume child-rearing is a predominantly mother's job.
Yes, the bigger problem with it is the asymmetric burden that it places on the new mothers, but I'm going to talk to the men about what some of *them* are missing out on. I want to share a tiring but rewarding period of my life, as a hands-on father.
The Indian tradition of sending a mother to be to her parents home for first delivery, for instance, denies many fathers the pleasure of holding their newborn baby, many times. Men sometimes don't even see their babies for week/months (thankfully changing).
Of course, sometimes it's unavoidable, but the normalisation of that absence of the father from early child-rearing, is something I'm not comfortable with. Men should be resisting that where they can.
We had to opt for a c-section due to some complications, and my wife was resting, the first night, when I got comfortable with changing the cloth diapers, and I would not trade those early days with anything. It's darn tiring, and sometimes stress inducing, more reasons why...
if you love your partner, you would want to share it - the anxieties, the sleepless nights, and yet, the sheer joy of holding your tiny baby, taking care of them. And this is not meant as humblebrag. In fact I think this is something every father should do. For themselves.
Those early bonds will go a long way, and will contribute to your growth, like very other experiences in life can. Being a parent is optional. I don't mean to say you have to be one. But if you're choosing that, why would you want to miss on that beautiful enriching experience?
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As someone raised in a Brahmnical (not just Brahmin) family, I relate so much with this thread. I came to Ambedkar through a long and torturous route -- having internalized many of the casteist prejudices very common in this community. 1/
Apart from the usual anti-reservation indoctrination, dismissal of mass conversions out of Hindu fold as "nav-buddha phenomenon", quite pejoratively, one of the most ironic things about this community is the belief in their own "modernism". I'm not even kidding. 2/
An average Maharashtrian Brahmin believes that they (I can't say we anymore, tho I have to, in all fairness, share the blame) are the most "reformed" of all castes, and that they "don't see caste". They will, as example, bring up some inter-caste marriage in extended family. 3/
In the recent past, I've learned from two extremely independent, and mentally strong women, that they have this inferiority complex/imposter's syndrome thanks to the people around them -- family and friends, well-meaning, and good people. 1/
Our society doesn't validate achievements of women as much as it validates achievements of men -- even close friends/relatives, who, sometimes unconsciously, end up creating this sense of "I'm not good enough" (even for the partners who love them) or "I don't belong here" 2/
The point is, many of us, especially the men, do not realize that this is happening. That women around us, women we care about, women we look up to, are going through these micro-crises, and that we may be part of the culture that brought them on. 3/
Back in my teens, I read Sunita Deshpande's (Marathi) book Aahe Manohar Tari
Loosely translated as: it's all pleasant but) from a line of a poem that end with "gamate udaas" (feels sad).
It was an important book in many ways.
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Sunita Deshpande was the wife of P. L. Deshpande -- Maharasthra's much loved writer, and a multi-talented person. He was primarily a humorist, but an astute observer of human traits and frailties. The book, an autobiography, generated a lot of controversy (more later).
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To introduce Sunita tai as "wife" of someone is an injustice to her, but for many, that's how they know her. She was a firebrand woman, independent thinker, outspoken, and courageous. She joined freedom struggle when she was 17 yo.
"[O]ften inquisitors create heretics. [...] Inquisitors repress the heretical putrefaction so vehemently that many are driven, to share in it, in their hatred for the judges."
-Umberto Eco, The Name of the Rose.
I dearly miss #UmbertoEco with his clinical insights on everything, from religion/belief to fascism. The quote above also reminded me of Arthur Koestler's Darkness at Noon, and in turn the Stalinist purges it was based on. A must read book for our times, I you ask me.
It's ironic that Stalin, the militant atheist, used methods that the Spanish Inquisition would have been proud of, to break down dissidents, on random pretenses, just like the former. And although the scale of those two is probably incomparable to other such instances ...
This is going to be the most difficult thread I've ever written. But I know I have to. For my own sanity, catharsis.
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In 2019, I lost a friend. He died of suicide. He was a classmate, and a colleague. We worked alongside each other for 8 years. We had lunches together. He was a gem of a person. Extremely intelligent, a 10x engineer (if there is such a thing). Soft-spoken. Without malice.
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No, I am not eulogising him. I know that most people who have known him would agree with this assessment. And in any case, it shouldn't matter if he wasn't all that I'm saying he was. Those are just details I could not not mention.
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My primary school was a govt. aided vernacular medium school run by an ed. institute (one of the better ones in my home city). My first recall of #caste is from when I was in 2nd/3rd.
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One of our teachers that year was NOT upper-caste (unlike most teachers in the school), and the predominantly upper-caste parents (including mine) weren't happy with the "quota" teacher. The general mood was "our education system is going to collapse due to quota"
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The thing is, this was decided based on his "surname", and of course based on prejudice of all the upper-caste teacher's, who had an obvious grudge against "quota system" that the govt. grant mandated. I don't even remember if he was a good or bad teacher.
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