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Women may be trodden upon, beaten up, subdued. But there is collective spirit and strength in them that is indestructible!
You may silence her in the womb,
humiliate her behind closed doors,
For, she is the weaker sex,
She must meekly resign to her fate,
hand over her wishes and dreams,
embrace silence, her virtue supreme.
You may violate her rights
As you please,
No matter she is 2 or 81.
And kick her tattered body
When you are done,
in that dark alley,
in the darkness of your alien mind
You may try to confiscate her,
Soul and body,
Yet she smiles at your ignorance,
Even in her hour of death.
Your vain pride ,
Sure to beget your fall.
She knows,
Its only a matter of time.
Indeed, deep within her resides,
The true consciousness,
Of the universe you boast to reign .
She is the air you breathe,
The land beneath your feet,
The indispensable creator ,
SHE IS
The eternal, Indestructible Truth!
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Neena was the sole caregiver of Amma and though one would think that Amma was dependent on her, Neena felt otherwise.
Neena inhaled the aroma that emanated from the pan and took a deep breath. The aroma of cumin interspersed with butter transported her back to the modest kitchen in her native village. She could picture her father standing in the kitchen wearing his white crisp kurta as he made delectable concoctions for his only daughter.
Neena grew up in a home where both her parents worked together in tandem to keep the house up and running. She had a blissful childhood in her modest two-room house. The house was small but every nook and cranny gave her memories of a lifetime. Neena’s young heart imagined that her life would follow the same cheerful course. But how wrong she was!
When she was sixteen, the catastrophic clutches of destiny snatched away her parents. They passed away in a road accident and Neena was devastated. Relatives thronged her now gloomy house and soon it was decided that she should be married off.
Being a writer, Nivedita Louis recognises the struggles of a first-time woman writer and helps many articulate their voice with development, content edits as a publisher.
“I usually write during night”, says author Nivedita Louis during our conversation. Chuckling she continues,” It’s easier then to focus solely on writing. Nivedita Louis is a writer, with varied interests and one of the founders of Her Stories, a feminist publishing house, based in Chennai.
In a candid conversation she shared her journey from small-town Tamil Nadu to becoming a history buff, an award-winning author and now a publisher.
Nivedita was born and raised in a small town in Tamil Nadu. It was for schooling that she first arrived in Chennai. Then known as Madras, she recalls being awed by the city. Her love-story with the city, its people and thus began which continues till date. She credits her perseverance and passion to make a difference to her days as a vocational student among the elite sections of Madras.
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