Wednesday, April 27, 2011

The General and the Gent

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I was reading this post by IHM and I was thinking of an incident that happened a few years ago. I was traveling from Madurai to Chennai on an overnight bus. There was a big traffic jam on the way and we were delayed by over seven hours.

The bus did not have a toilet and the driver only stopped the bus a couple of times on the road so the men could take a leak. There were at least ten women passengers on the bus. Each human, each with a bladder. At first, I thought the driver would stop when he saw a toilet on the highway, but he seemed to rush past every rare one I spotted. All the women except me were traveling with a male companion. The distress on their faces was quite obvious. And yet, not a single person spoke up. Apparently, a woman wanting to pee was a shameful idea.

I decided that enough was enough and went to the driver and told him to stop at a toilet in a polite tone. He said okay. But the bus continued to fly by. I went once again and asked him what the problem was. He said that he hadn't seen a single toilet and that he had to make up for lost time. I asked the cleaner to get up from his seat and go and sit in mine. Then, I told the driver in a voice loud enough that the entire bus could hear that I wanted to pee and that I was going to sit there, right next to him, and make him stop the next time I saw a toilet. I probably looked deranged without my mandatory morning tea and I scared him enough to make him stop the bus the second a toilet dawned on the horizon.

All the women were visibly relieved after this break and the rest of the journey was quite uneventful. But it got me thinking on how many sociocultural rules govern our lives. Much more than the laws of the land do. Who decided that it was okay for men to pee in public but not women? Why are women's needs seen as 'special' needs while the needs of men are what make the General? Why did I have to make a fuss for the driver to comprehend that this was an important issue? Why didn't the husbands/fathers/sons accompanying the other women speak up if they themselves felt shy of asking the driver to stop?

We see this attitude everywhere. Men on Chennai buses get very irritated if a woman sits in the General seat because we already have Ladies' seats. When half the bus is reserved for women, why do we want to have a claim on the other half too? I once got into a General compartment of a local train and this guy started grumbling about how women were getting into the Ladies' compartment as well as the General one and there was no space for men. Since I seldom shut up when given an opportunity to be angry, I told him to point out where it was written that the compartment was only for men. According to him, all the women had to be stuffed into the two Ladies' compartments while the rest of the ten or twelve were solely for guy-bonding.

The fact that we have 'Ladies' privileges' only because sexual molestation is such a common and accepted thing in our society is barely considered. Ladies' queues, ladies' compartments, and ladies' seats are not examples of a chivalrous society. They are examples of a society in which its men cannot keep their hands to themselves. These are an open acknowledgment of the fact that despite the law, these are the norms. Given a choice, I'd gladly give up this 'privilege' to a day when we can all stop carrying umbrellas and handbags as body shields.


Equality and sameness are very different words, just as General and Gents are. The General is everybody's. I'm going to stay put on this seat.





18 comments:

Srinivas said...

Ace!

Ramya said...

"Given a choice, I'd gladly give up this 'privilege' to a day when we can all stop carrying umbrellas and handbags as body shields."

Could not agree more. When people point out how ladies seats and compartments are unfair etc, I want to whack them and tell them that nobody gives a damn about ladies seats if they have the bloody freedom to go in public transport without fear of being harassed and molested.

I also think nobody really understands how debilitating it is, when, EVERY SINGLE DAY, EVERY SINGLE TIME one has to so much as step out of the house, one has to think about what to wear based on how one is traveling, and then use dupattas and bags to cover breasts, and constantly be alert for perverts who might pass by for a quick grope. Its exhausting and its frustrating.

Ramya said...

Correction: It was supposed to read 'nobody really understands......unless they've been in that place (and which woman in India hasn't been there?)'

Unmana said...

Have nothing intelligent to say but just wanted to vehemently agree with you. How long will it take for things to change?!

Sravi said...

can i copy a part of this onto my FB sts?
Sravi

Madhu said...

Brilliant!I agree totally on giving up the 'privilege'
"to a day when we can all stop carrying umbrellas and handbags as body shields."
Beautifully articulated.

Jay said...

Excellent!

Blue said...

i like i like i like

Varsha aka Rain said...
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Varsha aka Rain said...

Couldn't have put the words any better.Even i have gotten into arguments in the train for the precise reasons in a first class compartment.

Simply Sam said...

Cudos you have a natural flair in writing and thoughts that we all think but seldom ponder are flown like silk in words by you!you are my favourite blogger!

vatras said...

Kudos Lady!

relativelytruthful said...

bless.

The Bride said...

It is amazing that seemingly intelligent people make statements like "if ladies are equal why do you have a ladies compartment?" Arrrgh! Then again, good to know the idiots right away.

I had a similar experience on a bus. The one time they stopped was at a brightly lit ganna juice place - just the sight of the juice made me want to scream! In the end, I asked the driver to stop. He did so very willingly and even sent the cleaner down with a torch with me. However, I swore off bus travel after that.

Shivagami Subramaniam said...

Feels good to know that there are blogs by female authors that don't make me burn in shame.

I got your link off another one that happens to fall into that exact category.

Anyway, I now have a reason to revisit. :)

vishesh said...

Just back from Delhi-Agra-Jaipur-Amritsar blah blah blah..and I just couldn't believe the way men behave..They keep staring at all women! disgusting.

GB said...

@Srini- Thanks!

@Ramya- :| It is exhausting, indeed. Sadly, for most of us, it has become such an accepted thing that we do this as part of being a woman.

@Unmana- Things will change only when we change them. No point in waiting and being a damsel in distress. There are no knights coming.

@Sravi- Sure :)

@Madhu, Jay, Blue, Varsha- Thanks!

@Simply Sam- Arrey. Thanks much :D

@Vatras, relatively- Thank you!

@The Bride- It's a nightmare doing a long bus journey in India. I've had to do several and each time, it's scary and not to mention, physically distressing!

@Shivagami- Thank you :D

@Vishesh- Ah well, part and parcel of Incredible India, it is!

starry eyed said...

Yeah, I don't get the silence and the shame. I will raise my voice and risk being the crazy hysterical woman, to get what's due to me or keep myself safe.

This 'decent-looking' upper middle class guy sitting in front of me once was hanging his ugly palms over the back of his seat in front of my face. I ignored him and my urge to 'accidentally' hurt his hand, and made a few loud remarks to my daughter about how people were spilling out of their seat. Then he leaned back his seat and the hands were now cm away from me. I said very loudly "Hey, mister, keep your hands to yourself and in your seat." The whole bus froze and several women actually glared at me, but the guy became very shrunken and small after that. My question is, why did those women glare?

You see, when my kids are sitting next to me, it become even more imperative that I speak up.

Glad you put that idiot driver in his place. Seriously, why the heck are our human needs considered special and shameful?