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On Women

So, on Women eh?
Well, I would be frank with you reader, I like women in general. I like them a lot. They are incredibly courageous, brave, strong, intelligent, caring and wise, how can I not like them! This is speaking in general of course, there are certainly some people whom we would all better do without, but on the whole I find, all the women I have met, beautiful and awesome, both on their physical form and on the metaphysical one.


How many a role a woman plays over the course of her life. For some they are a Sister, to some other they are a Mother, and yet to others they are a partner and a friend. And how efficiently they play out all the roles. Like some heavenly presence. All the while going through all that discrimination, mistreatment, disrespect, violence and what not that a woman has to go through almost everywhere. At most places in the world, even if it only a short walk to the neighborhood market, they have to worry about what they are wearing, how they are looking, etc., lest some evil eyes befall on them. Though it is the 21st century now, the most modern we have ever been till date, there are still instances of female infanticide, dowry, and other inhuman misogynistic practices taking place on a regular basis. To this day the voice of woman is frowned upon, questioned and quietened. When they try to stand up, all is done to subdue them, to crush them. We see it in our daily lives, we see it in the beauty thresholds which the society puts up for them, we see it in the contrast between the adjectives that are used to describe men and women, between beautiful and not so beautiful, we see it in the types of jobs and designations that are open for women, we see it in the multitude of labels that are put on them. And yet, in spite of all these things holding them back, women rise. They thrive. They stand up, they fight and they win. And that is what is so inspiring, so motivating, so encouraging to me. I want to be like them. I want to have their will, their determination to succeed. I want to have their energy, their enthusiasm and their joy to rise above all odds and shine. With half of the advancements in science and technology been made by women and girls from everywhere, I don't get what the hell are all the men so proud of? Even in the case when some discovery, some invention, some radical change is brought forth by men, most of the times, it only shows the gruel his mother went through in the years past to nurture him.

As written elsewhere for the International Women's Day, there are three women who have been pivotal in shaping me over the years and would continue to do so in the years to come. First my Mum, second my Sis and third my sweetheart. My Mum has taught me everything that I know. However if I were to pin point any two things in particular, they would be, loving care and sacrifice. Mum teaches me how to care for others. She teaches me the value of sacrificing our own wishes in order to acknowledge the ones for our dear ones. My Mum is an eternity within herself. She is the breath of the universe for me. All of my life cannot do justice to even a day of her life that she has so contently given for her children. My Sis teaches me compassion, friendship, braveness and perseverance. And my dearest sweetheart teaches me love, kindness and the courage to dream. Their presence gives a whole new dimension to my goals and dreams.

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