Indiblogger prompts, us to think as how we would react if our kids declared themselves as homosexuals. That question triggered a whole spate of thinking in me…
America has now declared homosexual marriage as legal, so the liberals in India are feeling very elated it’s as if they won war.
In way, yes going against the establishment means finding ones identity that is unique once basic requirements of food and shelter is handled I guess one has the luxury of expressing an opinion and defining an identity, I am looking into the more mundane things.
On one hand the women’s libbers are going hoarse talking about the surname change, I mean Anita triggered a whole debate on it and she was offended that I call it silly. On the hand we have people who insist on using Dr. (Mrs.) Bhattiwallah when they don’t say Dr. (Mr.) Bhattiwallah how does the war present itself here? Or do we just take the cue from Uncle Sam’s Land and stick to one’s own name?
Fine, what if the couple decide on kids, don’t gape adoption and surrogacies are two of the many options present. I am little ill-informed about the legalities and biological nitty gritty but let’s get to the finish line we are talking about child here, who does the child address as father and who becomes the mother? Who donates the family name?
What I am trying to say is one thing to go hoarse about marriage which is at the end of the day a contract between two people to spend the rest of their lives together, through thick and thin and sick and sin, until death or grocery bill do them apart. But with that comes so much of baggage.
With married today divorced tomorrow maybe we need to relook at the marriage laws all over again. Forget marriage laws, we need to look at the institution of marriage per sae the archetype dulhan ki doli sasural aayegi aur jayegi uske asti may be kind of confusing or displaced.
With all these thoughts worrying me, I confided my kid, and my kid kept a straight face and told,”Maa the land of uncle sam has not yet tackled the issue of marrying outside the species.” I know my kid meant to tease me but it just got me thinking, there was a time when inter-racial marriages were not acceptable, so much so the court of Queen Victoria wanted Prince Daleep Singh to marry Princess Victoria Gowramma, though he himself was in love with an European woman who was also in love with him.
Well well… its a long way to Tipperary I need to take a deep breathe else my imagination will get nightmarish.