Why people want children?

I was watching a movie, a greek comedy of 1962. The story was about a narrow-minded father that he was demanding his only daughter to obey to his ideas and to live according to his orders.

Unfortunately, this mentality exists here, still in the 21rst century.

And I wonder: why people want children? Why the want to be parents? Really. What is the real reason?

“I came to this life and I like it so I decided to bring more people to see how it is”.

“This is the only option I have. If I don’t get married and have children, what else shall I do in my life? I don’t have any personal dream or ambition”.

“I bear children, because I need someone to take care of me, when I shall be old”.

“I bear children to confirm to myself that I can”.

I don’t know. I am not a parent, so I don’t criticize. I don’t like to do it, anyway.

But I don’t like this aspect. “My children have to behave as I want, to act according my rules, to do the ‘correct’ because I don’t want the neighbors gossip me, I want my children to fulfill my own unfulfilled ambitions…”

I don’t like the opinion that children that they have to act like soldiers, obeying to parents’ rules.

I think that this way of thinking is not only more selfish than selfishness, but it is disgusting too.

When I hear that a father kills his daughter (this is a man’s world) because she humiliate him, he exposed him to the “spotless” society, I’m driving crazy.

What is this terrible thing that your fucking mentality cannot accept and you become a murderer for what? You kill your child for what? For the acceptance of the others?

To be acceptable and smart guy in front of your friends in the café?

And what about your child? Your own flesh? You born it.

WHERE IS YOUR LOVE. IT IS SUPPOSED THAT WE BORN CHILDREN BECAUSE OF LOVE…

It is supposed the love is above all. It is supposed. But no one can escape from his own prison that it calls mentality, society, religion, local customs, civilization! 

“I don’t understand why you don’t want to create a family, Farah”, Foxy asked me one day. “You have a family, you have a child and you leave it and that’s all. The child asks you nothing, it grows up alone…” 

I don’t know, my dear Foxy. Maybe you are right!