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According to many Indian Parents, Disobedience means not complying to rules/laws they set as parents. Being an obedient child means following your parent's rules on top gear without questioning, even if you really want to. Ain't the country like that too now? Then why bother?

Everything Starts at Home, isn't it?

How important is it to stand up and raise questions to your parents? How do you know when you must?

I have personal experiences from being called the obedient child to becoming disobedient. However, the terms have differed now. The talks changed to arguments and then to fiery fights before we saw a change. My sister and I see the difference in our parents now. They used to live for the society like many parents of their generation before. The society we live in can make any parent have a negative mindset. Even if your own child is on the right path, the fear-factor of parents can make the child lose it all. Following the society without any norms is also an unjust act to me.

Disobedience truly means
failure or refusal to obey rules or someone in authority

Every generation will have a set of parents who will suppress their kid's choices and not listen to them. Similarly, every generation will also have parents who completely kneel and listen to their kid's requests. Parenting is not an easy task. Isn't it the same with growing up? Until the kid in us wakes up, we cannot truly be a parent.
I stand up for my rights!

Times change. How my grandmother lived, how my parents lived and how I live has so much difference. To think about my child's life scares me now. Still, there is this ray of hope with the present generation. They don't mind being called a disobedient child. They stand up and ask questions. At times, even if it is not their parents, they speak-up to anyone who listens. That's why we must allow them to speak-up as parents. Above all, we must truly know the difference between a non-cooperating child and a disobedient child. In today's revolutionary world, every person has the right to stand up against injustice, even if it is about taking a break from their monotonous classes.


Parents accepting their mistakes before their kids when we do one, will encourage them to open-up. As a mother, I am slowly understanding how influential my being is becoming. I know some parents who force their kids into some random classes only because their friend's child is there. If my child wants to join a guitar class, I don't want to predestinate her to become a rock-star. They can still become that martial art instructor who can play a melody to rejuvenate themselves. 

Let's teach our children to stand up against injustice, instead of terming them as disobedient or obedient children. If they don't stand up for their rights, they can never stand up for others.


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