Notes on the position of women among Hindus, Moslems, Buddhists and Jains / [Balkrishna Atmaran Gupte].

  • Gupte, Bāḷakr̥shṇa Ātmārāma
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[1909?]
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Credit: Notes on the position of women among Hindus, Moslems, Buddhists and Jains / [Balkrishna Atmaran Gupte]. Source: Wellcome Collection.

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    Woman's 'position.—65 The solicitations of passion, the absence of female society, etc., are to be patiently borne. The touch of women is prohibited to ascetics. Woman in a passion.—64 A woman who in a passion has left (her husband and house) remembers her kind relations when hurt with a stick, or a fist, or ‘ fruit 5 (sic.). Woman as a trouble.—fi3 In this world men have a natural liking for women; he who knows (and renounces) them will easily perform his duties as a Sramana. 63 A wise man who knows that women are a slough, will get no harm from them but will wander about searching for the Self. 66 The world is greatly troubled by women, but men forsooth say that these are the vessels of happiness, but this leads them to pain, to delusion, to death, to hell, to birth as hell-beings or brute-beasts. Woman as a wife.—64 When a son, the reward of their life, is born (the mother bids the father) to hold the baby, or to give it her. Thus some supporters of their sons have to carry burdens like camels. Getting up at night they lull the baby asleep, like nurses; and though they are ashamed of themselves, they wash the clothes like washer¬ men. This has been done by many men who for the sake of pleasures have stopped so low; they become the equals of slaves, animals, servants, beasts of burden—mere nobodies. Pregnant women.—64 Pregnant women order their husbands about like slaves to fulfil their cravings. Married life.—63 A faithful man should practise the rules of conduct for house-holders; when he lives piously even as a house-holder he will, on quitting flesh and bones, share the world of the Yakshas. Woman as a ministering angel.—64 Oh Great King, my loving and faithful wife moistened my breast with the tears of her eyes. The poor lady did not eat, nor drink, nor bathe, nor use perfumes, wreaths, and an ointment, with my knowledge or without it. Oh, Great King, she did not
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