Growing up as a Hazara woman: Namud Hijab Changezi

When I was young, I used to play in the streets with no worries of such that I am a Girl. By the pace of time, I realised that people criticised me for playing with boys in the street. At first, I gave a deaf ear to them and thought it might be my fault as I am growing up,  but as time flies, I realised that women are prohibited from doing anything in our society. ALAS!!!

Women have the same eyes, same brain, same heart, same desires, same passion, and ambition as that men have. I don’t understand why in my beloved province of Balochistan, girls are restricted and deprived of there fundamental rights and necessities just because they have a different gender.

I am a Hazara hailing from Balochistan, born in a liberal family. I have studied for thirteen years in APS garrison school. But due to terrorism, for my higher education, I was sent to Kauthar women boarding college for two years. Now, I am currently enrolled at the University of Punjab. I am one of the luckiest girls from Quetta, blessed with such a great honour. In my province, almost 70% of people think of the phenomenon of women’s education as a Curse. Everyone like me who went to boarding schools for studying had faced critics. Even my own father had faced the same issues, just because he had raised a baby girl and now for her education, he is sacrificing and struggling to give me the best quality that he can afford. 

Quetta city is a combination of various cultures comprising of  Hazara,  Punjabi, Balochi, and Pakhtoons. The life of women starts and ends like hell. When they take their first breath in this masculine and patriarchal society, they cannot exercise the same rights as men. As innocence fades away and young women blossom, they are not permitted to set their foot outside of their homes because of the fear of harassment and to quote ”Women can’t protect themselves”. Regardless of whether their education is completed or not, women are compelled to marry someone to whom they don’t want to get married.

I hold my nation answerable for letting this injustice happen with every woman of society. Do we really need to ask permission for living and breathing from a man (generally speaking, from a father, a brother or a husband)? 

How dare we raise our finger on a woman’s character who wants to the breadwinner of her family, standing side by side with her husband to support him in the hardest of times. Never stop your girls from reaching new heights of success.

There is no need for any protest from either side. Just know that equality is a feeling of suppressing injustice from happening. Remember, every cloud has a silver lining.

This piece has been contributed by Namud Hijab Changezi. To write for The Students Herald contact: writetostudentsherald@gmail.com

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