Recently I put my daughter in a new school. While retuning home the six year old said suddenly, "when I grow up I'll be having some more freedom, isn't it"
Fredom? I was puzzled. It had never occurred to me that there was any lack of freedom in her world. She had almost everything she needed or desired. And there were very few things I ever said no to or denied to her simply respecting her as a human - being........... free and beautiful ...........whichever way she was. I said what freedom? She said "well it's a big school and I am a big girl now so after school may be you wouldn't say anything if I go out with my friends have some fun and then get back home."and added, "of course when I grow up a little."
I remember mumbling something trying to sound wise and reasonable about why parents need to be protective about the child etc. etc. all of which she listened with patience and almost with a sympathetic acceptance. She did not mention the topic again but it came haunting to me again and again.
I don't remember myself being so discrete about the subject. I often came closest to freedom when I was on an intellectual discussion on it and whatever little freedom I was handed over by my parents, in-laws, society, I savoured it with much gratitude until of course Osho came into my life and gave me a new meaning of freedom with a realisation that you can not give freedom to any-one. Every-one is free. The best you can do is that you can stop putting the burden of expectations on others and keep yourself free from the bondage (which of course needs more elaboration and about which I shall talk in some other post.)
I love myself being a woman but you know when it comes to matters of freedom and almost all situations in life being saddled by double standards in a gender torn society I have often felt I must admit with honesty that it is a curse to be a woman., though when I come out of this phase I once again start celebrating and enjoying my womanhood.
Coming back to my daughter I wish her all the freedom in the world so that she can be herself without compromising with her own truths..............but of course as a mother my responsibility grows to see that she really grows in the true sense of the word to understand the meaning of freedom and its implications and also that my own attachments to my child make me feel a little insecure as I prepare my little bird for an unknown flight into the sky.