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The Frustrated Man

A family is a small representation of a society. Love, care and responsibility build a happy family. A man sans a family is devoid of these human qualities. I think women are somehow exceptions to this hypothesis. Generally, all girls love children a lot that the moment they see babies, they go crazy. My hypothesis is built on the premise that the adoration is free from pretension.

Some childless men are frustrated men. They are often heartless and have no stint of love or care for others’ children. Because they have no children of their own, they cannot get into a parent’s shoe. This does not allow them to feel how the parents of the children would feel.

One of our former teachers happened to be a childless man. And the fact that he mercilessly thrashed students seemed like he was taking revenge on his sterility. Apparently, he was not getting along with his wife for obvious reason. This in turn increased his mood to cane his students.

At one point a boy was bleeding so heavily that the doctors at the hospital had to make numerous stitches on his forehead. I thought it was a heavy punishment for consuming readily available locally brewed alcohol. What struck me the most was the fact that he did not regret his action and instead called the boy’s parents to school!

The boy’s mother literally bowed down before the principal and said sorry on her son’s behalf. After requesting for a long time, the woman convinced the principal to give her son a second chance. She blamed herself and her inadequate parenting. The mother’s heart burned with sympathy for her son whose forehead was fully wrapped in white. She broke down into tears.

We anxiously waited for the boy’s powerful uncles in Thimphu, if he had any, to sue the school authority, but summer turned into winter.

And this definitely was not about the discipline and whether a student conforms to it, but a serious problem of a man whose heart does not open to others’ children. Most probably, he does not know that however naughty their children get, parents still love and care them.

A merciless man in deed!

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