Yesterday as I waited for my ride, I watched two men do everything they could to jump the queue for an auto. They jumped over q-manager as soon as one of the autos lining up to pick up fares agreed to take them where they wanted to go. Their joy at beating the system was loudly vocal but short-lived. Mall security made them get off and return to the queue.
Happy Women’s day
In an ideal world, women wouldn’t need a day to celebrate them. We would be equals with our male counterparts in all areas. At home. At work. Everywhere.
At home we we’d be equals with our partners, treated with the same respect demanded of us; child rearing would be a shared responsibility as would cooking or housekeeping.