To be honest, I had absolutely no idea that the one that made me cry out of shape this year was an Indian film...
I liked it so much that after reading it I felt like I had to write something. For Geeta and her dad, and for the incalculable, neglected, despised women behind Geeta.
We were not born for pots and pans and fertility, we should have the right to choose and the right to be ourselves voluntarily.
The story goes something like this:
Mahavira used to be an excellent wrestler. Due to his poor family background and lack of government funding, he retired soon after winning the national championship. Although he no longer participates in competitions, his love for wrestling and his dream of "wanting to win a gold medal for the motherland" made him pin all his hopes on "inheriting his father's business". Giving birth to a son has become an important task for the couple, and even the whole village has actively offered advice and suggestions, which has led to the fact that the birth of the wife has become a major event in the village. However, with four children in a row being daughters, Mahavira became disheartened.
But the gods didn't seem to intend to let him give up so soon. Once, when people in the village came to ask for an explanation, it turned out that their eldest and youngest daughters beat a boy of the same age with bruises and bruises. He suddenly thought that international competitions are not limited to men and women, why can't he train his daughter to realize his dream?
He told his wife his plan.
The wife said, "What if they were hurt?" He said, "Then heal them."
The wife asked, "What if people in the village gossip?" He said, "Don't worry about them."
The wife asked, "Who will marry our daughters in the future?" He said, "I have raised them well, and they have the right to choose their own husbands."
The two sisters were inexplicably pulled into Dad's devil training: getting up at 5 o'clock every day for training, not allowed to eat oil, salt and spicy food, being thrown into the river, wearing men's short sleeves and shorts, and even being cut off to the waist long hair...
In addition to the powerful physical training, they had to endure the sneering of the villagers, and their appearance of neither male nor female put them under huge psychological pressure. Until one day, when they were crying and complaining about their father's inhumanity and unreasonableness, a girl who had just turned 14 but had already put on her wedding dress said: "I wish there was such a father, who treats you as children, Seriously consider it for you. And I, I have to handle all the housework as soon as I am born, and get married when I am 14 years old, to reduce the burden on the family. I will be sent to a man I don’t know, and I will have children and spend the rest of my life. I envy you so much."
Looking at the sad look of the girl under the red wedding dress, they began to understand their father, and this was the best way he could provide them.
The two sisters were not allowed to enter the wrestling training ground, so Mahavir built a simple sand wrestling field by himself and practiced day after day. The eldest daughter, Geeta, quickly developed into a great wrestler, but she needed a stage, a place to be recognized. Mahavira took them to the wrestling arena and asked to participate.
A woman going to a wrestling match?
The news spread quickly, and men pouring in from all directions, with contempt and wretched eyes, hoped that the opponent would rip off Geeta's shirt with bad intentions. Like a female warrior, she bravely chose the most powerful opponent among the wolves, and attacked again without showing weakness. She made the people around her look dumbfounded and stunned, and couldn't help cheering for her - "This girl is really amazing!"
Since then, Geeta has been invincible in the sand wrestling arena, spreading her story everywhere: "A very strong girl, beat a lot of strong men!"
Mahavira didn't stop there, he taught Geeta indoor wrestling again and successfully landed her a national champion. When Geeta was surrounded by flowers and crowds and returned to the village, there were married women staring blankly on the high corridor. Geeta no longer has to live a life like theirs, but some people have never waited for such an opportunity.
After becoming a champion, Geeta will go to the National Sports University for training. The very different life and training environment have caught Geeta's eyes. She paints her nails, grows long hair, watches movies with her companions, goes shopping... She no longer treats training so harshly, believes in the new techniques of national coaches, and shows up with her family. estrangement.
What does wrestling mean? Once upon a time, it was Gita's way to change his destiny, a direction that could only be advanced and not retreated. And now, the overly comfortable environment makes Geeta no longer see it as a target that must be captured. She was immersed in a relaxed and pleasant atmosphere, and even believed that she was already the top wrestler in the country.
"Dad is out of date," she told her sister, and left home angrily.
However, reality soon gave this smug little girl a loud slap in the face. In all the following national selection competitions, Geeta did not win a game, ending the international schedule hastily. She finally broke down and called her father in tears. She said, "Dad, I'm sorry."
She cut off her long hair again and resumed her harsh practice, carefully discussing tactics with her father. It turned out that her trainer simply did not implement the appropriate training method according to Geeta's characteristics, and decided to give up Geeta when she lost.
The bureaucracy is perpetually filled with people like this, who have done nothing wrong and are inattentive. They no longer respect the sweaty efforts of athletes, and the sportsmanship that transcends oneself has probably long since been forgotten.
I won't say the ending anymore, maybe you can guess it.
I would like to share a quote from Mahavira.
The night before the final, Geeta asked Dad, "What's the strategy for tomorrow?"
Dad said, "Tomorrow's strategy is to win. If you only take silver, it will be quickly forgotten, but gold will be remembered and become a role model. Look at the girls over there, you are not for you, you are for Girls like them. For those women who were born with pots and pans for life, tell those who think women are inferior to men and you can win."
I won't tell you, seeing this place was the first time I cried...
At the end of the film, real photos of Geeta and her sister appear on the screen. The subtitles show that Geeta and his sister have both won world championships. Thanks to their fathers, thousands of Indian girls are now wrestling.
A single spark can start a prairie fire. All changes that are considered impossible and inconspicuous are a release of faith.
The right to choose in our hands, because it is too easy to cherish, is indeed the hope that others dream of. I can't think of any emotion to use to wake up those who are disapproving of laziness. You may not be the only one who stops you from moving forward, but if you lose a heart that wants to win, it will be too disappointing.
Do what you want to do. If someone laughs, don't pay attention; if you get hurt, get good treatment; if you feel discouraged, you have your family.
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