Like many other people, my first encounter with gender discrimination is in the life of my mother. She grew up in a (small) city, completed schooling and went to the college and got the job of a clerk in the government in the 1950s. However she was forced to resign the job, and move to a village to lead the married life with five children.
My mother had never accepted this twist in her life. That had shown up in her behavior. As her eldest son, I had severe difficulty in adjusting with it, and that might have played an important role in shaping my relationship with her – a rationally concerned, but somewhat an emotionally aloof, son.
I had female cousins who were closer to me while growing up, and I was comfortable in moving with them freely. I was planning to have a long-term relationship with someone beyond…
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