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JAUHAR- is the self immolation practise followed mostly in the northwest regions of India by the Rajput women to avoid the brutality of rape, insult, captivity from the foreign Muslim invaders. The word Jauhar is derived from the following two Sanskrit words- jau or jiv ("life") and jar ("to take"). When we go back in history, one comes across instances of Jauhars committed by the Rajput women during the siege of the Muslim invaders. Some of them are unrecorded while some are well documented.

Be it parts of Madhya Pradesh, Rajasthan or North Karnataka, these Jauhars were practised when the Rajput men lost the battle fighting the Muslim army. The women committed Jauhar and the men Walked the Saka(Saka is a practise where in the remaining men would apply the ashes of their wives and children on their forehead, dress in saffron and walk out of the fort to kill the enemy or to be killed by them).  The reason could be that the women and children were taken captive and hurled into their harems as sex slaves.

Another reason could be due to the treachery faced by the defeated army by the Muslim kings.  Often the Rajputs could make peace with the enemy and when they went to meet them with their children and women, they would be slaughtered. The Rajputs would at times marry their daughters to the Muslim kings to protect their community and kingdom to save themselves from their fury.

When their men lost the battle with the enemy(Muslim invaders), the Rajput women had no choice but to commit Jauhar as they feared the reputation of the enemy and to protect one’s honour and dignity.  They did not even want their remains to be touched by their enemies. Such was the intention of Jauhar.
This is indeed a saddening plight of the Rajput women of those times to have taken their lives in this manner. A whole life gifted by God went in vain. For some it is a mass suicide, for some it is lives being taken off in a split of a second and for others it is a heroic act by women of those times.

On Re-thinking, why did these queens along with other women not fight in the battlefield? What stopped the men from treating them as equals or give them equal opportunity in all areas? Was it the male dominance or the ego or different rules set by the society for men and women? Was it that in spite of having all the qualities, they stepped back and allowed their men to rule and intervened only when there was no choice left? Again, that would be too late. By the time, they took the forefront the damage would be done and they were left with less resources to handle. Ultimately it would lead to a Jauhar when they could not sustain anymore.

Coming to present times, we have abolished Sati-self immolation tradition and thankfully no Jauhars happening in the country (at least I don’t know of any). There are no practical self immolations and foreign invaders.
In the twelfth -thirteenth century self immolation was practised in a particular situation but in today’s times it has spread across the country. Jauhar of a different type and face is seen in and around us. Though we speak of a progressive and a modern day society we are far, far away from it. It is just another coffee table discussion

There are still lot of women and children in our country falling prey to vicious mentalities -the brutal, obsessive, ruthless, harsh, and inhuman types. One who can go to extreme to achieve his goal. We have heard and read such incidents of boys/men going to extremes to achieve their love or hurting women if they fail to get them. We have known incidents of domestic violence, discrimination by colour, looks and trivial matters. We have had incidents of infants, babies being molested, raped, and killed for reasons known or unknown. Even the Delhi incident that ran a shock wave in the country was no less than a Jauhar. She did put up a strong fight but would be burning within in anger, anguish and helplessness-no one knows.

Women are silently self immolating themselves internally day after day failing to react to such men in the name of society, faith, religion, family pride. They are not in a position to fight for themselves not for others. They are captive of their own agony. Girls are fighting for their basic rights. Women are making their efforts to make a mark in the society and the struggle is a long one.
What do women look for? Equal opportunities than being equated to their counterparts. To be treated as another individual. Treat them with respect and dignity than just worshipping the personified goddesses when required. To be heard and responded than blocking their voice.

On second thoughts, if there was a choice, had the Rajput women trained to use arms and ammunition and the tactics of warfare they would have equally fought with their men. Had the men not been so rigid and thought of them to be any less than them, maybe the tale would be different. The History might have spoken of complete bravery, equality and equal opportunity. There would be an entire different of which the women folk have been treated then and now. There would be less stories of self immolation and more stories of valour, bravery and courage. The women folk would be well-respected and accepted as equals in the society and generations to follow. No other invaders either internal or external have the nerve to lay his hands on a woman’s dignity and question her identity or treat their girls and women in a disgraceful manner.

We learn and practise a lot from our previous generations and history. Had we been a society that practises education, empowerment, encouragement, respect and equal opportunity their women and girls there would be a complete new face of a women in the history (though we have a very few of them). We would have a tales of delight and heroism than a story of horror, terror and disgust.

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