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The biblical god stopped his creative spree with the manufacture of Eve. Eve put an end to god’s creative imagination apparently. At any rate, Eve was quite a force to reckon with: she changed the history of the entire human species. She upset the entire divine apple cart.

It’s a different matter that men used this tale to control women for millennia. The fact remains that women were essentially superior to men. Probably one of the major purposes of the Bible was to rein in that superiority and set up man as the patriarch. Not only the Bible, but also lot many other scriptures elevate man to a higher pedestal and subjugate women to the missionary position.

When Nietzsche regarded Jesus and Buddha as effeminate in contradistinction to the macho conquerors in history, was the philosopher missing a point? I think so. The conquerors have lost the limelight and the effeminate Jesus and Buddha have ruled the hearts of the faithful for centuries.

Nietzsche’s great error was to associate the gentle virtues of love and compassion with women and ascribe the tougher ones like assertiveness and domination to men. That association was one of the many perverted creations of man. If the woman was given equal opportunities, if she was not relegated to the biblical labour room with the sole tasks of bringing up babies and pandering to men’s egos, Nietzsche’s Superman would as well be a Superwoman.

If Nietzsche lived today, he would surely create a female Zarathustra. Today’s women have proved that they are in no way inferior to men. On the contrary, some of them have proved to be superior by virtue of their better dedication and readiness to toil.

So there is really no need for dedicating any particular day to women. The women’s day – national or international – is as obsolete today as the gargoyle. Soon the world may need to dedicate a day to the men folk; the poor creatures seem to be fast losing out in the ratrace to capture the pies in the skies.

Even as a commercial opportunity, women’s day is quite redundant. Any day is woman’s day now. Any day is good for a tango and its tangible delights. Just order the goodies online and have the fling on the go, on your way to your own paradise – feminine or masculine. We are all supermen and superwomen now, all of us, if we want to be.

PS. Written for Indispire Edition 264: #takebackwomensday



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  1. pranita deshpandeMarch 13, 2019 at 9:55 PM

    Beautiful post.

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  2. Sonal's PalletteMarch 14, 2019 at 10:02 AM

    I agree any day is a woman's day! Loved this post! You have a way with words :)

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  3. Arvind PasseyMarch 14, 2019 at 11:44 AM

    So men are 'the poor creatures seem to be fast losing out in the rat-race to capture the pies in the skies'... loved that. I guess it is the same with examinations, job opportunities, and promotions where 'categories' are finding an in-road even for 'general' candidates. Where does this end?

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    1. Tomichan MatheikalMarch 14, 2019 at 8:09 PM

      That's the point. Where does this end? Our notions are perverted and policies skewed.

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  4. wingsMarch 15, 2019 at 11:29 AM

    What is redundant is that contradistinction made by Nietzsche. Why comparison anyway? Both genders are complementary to each other. The problem lies with those who cannot understand this symbiotic relationship between both the genders. The last few lines well delineate this. Unfortunately, the majority of the so called thinkers cannot even perceive this idea clearly. A very well written blog driving home this point as well.

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    1. Tomichan MatheikalMarch 15, 2019 at 7:30 PM

      It is only in the latter half of 20th century women were given some sort of equality which changed the entire social structure and outlooks.Nietzsche lived before that and he took the given reality as the basis of his argument.

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