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A heartfelt ode to her father by the author, the one person who stood by her and was her rock of confidence, when she had a daughter.
On that quiet night, in the corridors of that quaint nursing Home, When kith and kin exchanged curious glances, On that quiet night, when the nurse proclaimed in a rather studied tone of mirth, “It’s a girl”.
When it seemed, everyone awaited a different announcement, It was your laughter that reverberated in the disinfected corridors. It was you, who grinned so much so that a tiny tear trickled down your cheek.
When the neighbourhood aunty grumbled that the little girl of yours is wild like a horse, When she in her hushed tones admonished the girl for playing hide and seek as late as the boys, It was you whose irate glance made her stop abruptly.
And when the teenager looked at you teary eyed, It was you, who took her face in your strong masculine hands and taught her about Equality.
When the girl grew up to be this strong opinionated visage of you, It was you who did not think twice, sending her to that Art Institute. You gave her wings to fly and transported her to a place, where you could listen to your heart.
As time flew on its ‘winged chariot’, she touched the prime of her youth. You meandered towards the ripeness of your years. “Matrimony beckons you”, she heard from all quarters.
But you were frail. Those fingers of yours which once held her firm, were now withered and numb.
I will always keep you by my side, like a shadow, never skipping one’s stride. Let them make remarks snide, I will not be bogged down, As you are not just my father, but my essence and my Pride.
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Meha has worked as a Business Analyst in an elite IT firm and as a full time professor in management colleges. Having earned an MBA degree in Human Resource Management and an MA degree in read more...
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UP Boards Topper Prachi Nigam was trolled on social media for her facial hair; our obsession with appearance is harsh on young minds.
Prachi Nigam’s photo has been doing the rounds on social media for the right reasons. Well, scratch that- I wish the above statement were true. This 15-year-old girl should ideally be revelling in her spectacular achievement of scoring a whopping 98.05% and topping her tenth-grade boards. But oddly enough, along with her marks, it’s something else that garners more attention – her facial hair.
While the trolls are driving themselves giddy by mocking this girl who hasn’t even completed her school yet, the ones who are taking her side are going one step ahead – they are sharing her photoshopped pictures, sans the facial hair, looking nothing less than a celebrity with captions saying – “Prachi Nigam, ten years later”.
Doctors have already diagnosed her with PCOD in their comments, based on photographic evidence. While we have names for people shamed for their weight – body shaming, for their skin colour- racism, for their age- age shaming, for being a female- sexism, this category of shaming where one faces criticism for their appearance has no name. With that, it also has zero shame attached to it.
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