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Feminism or Equality ?

It is usually said that, equality is what needed in this society ; not feminism. But, the difference between these two is not seen to be mentioned anywhere. Lets just check out the meanings / definitions of these words. 

'Equality' is the state of being equal, especially in status, rights or opportunities. 
'Feminism' is the advocacy of women's rights on the ground of equality of the sexes.


What we live or follow now is a patriarchy system. In this patriarchial system which is actually being pursued, there is no such 'equality' on any basis. How can it be made if such a condition does not even exist ?

This is where the need for feminism arises. From time immemorial, people from all walks of life in this society have been facing various kinds of inequalities. Similarly, the feminism movement was started to speak out against the inequalities and violation of rights faced by women at that time. 

Feminism is often a path towards equality.


But, what usually happens here is, the idea of feminism is being stigmatized. From the male gaze of old movies, feminists are being portrayed as angry and arrogant. 

Nowadays, movies like The Great Indian Kitchen, Dhappad and Saras reveal the exact opposite. Definitely, its a big change and recognition.


Still, when it comes to any issue, it is a common heard question that, " Where have all the feminists here gone ? ",  "Feminism is actually a good idea ; but what does the current feminists do ? ".....

All the feminists are generalized looking at one or two person's actions. Similarly, it is misunderstood that the word 'feminine' is focusing on matriarchy.

It is not like the change from male domination to female domination ; but, the idea of feminism promotes the equality of all communities including LGBTQA+.


Let feminism come and then, there will be equality ! 

Wishing you all to have a good day.

Thanking You :)




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