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The diary of Mrs. Benjamin Franklin, a film festival where the women go missing, and trigger-happy tweeters – Come, plunge into this edition of our stories from the web!
What constitutes the Real Woman?
“Listening to them one would think that the DIL was a novice and needed to be given directions even for managing day to day affairs. But I knew better.” – Hip Grandma’s is an unusual post on a Mother-in-law/Daughter-in-law bonding.
“If we insist on our kids kissing every ‘uncle’ or ‘aunty’ when they do not want to, or ignore a child’s discomfort when he or she has to endure unwelcome hugs, we are giving them the wrong messages.” – Breaking the silence on CSA.
‘Smitten’ by Ranjit Lal explores the same issue in its many aspects. A review by Mad Momma.
“It would be boring if it weren’t so incredibly outrageous. Every time a female being reports molestation there is always that someone who knows exactly why it’s all a lie (and why it’s all her fault)” – The Tweet with an Attitude.
“Rise, wash Ben’s clothing, feet, and ass; powder Ben’s wig; chop wood for cooking breakfast…” – A hilarious, behind-the-scenes look at the life of a great man.
“I feel there is something retrogressive when in 2012 we are still looking at women in dresses, and listening to men about their directorial qualities.” – Arts and the absent women
Some Zen for the homemaker – 10 tips to a mindful home.
And finally, a fun link – 500 years of female portraits in Western art (video)
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He said that he needed sometime to himself. I waited for him as any other woman would have done, and I gave him his space, I didn't want to be the clingy one.
Trigger Warning: This deals with mental trauma and depression, and may be triggering for survivors.
I am someone who believes in honesty and trust, I trust people easily and I think most of the times this habit of mine turns into bane.
This is a story of how a matrimonial website service turned into a nightmare for me, already traumatized by the two relationships I’ve had. It’s a story for every woman who lives her life on the principles of honesty and trust.
And when she enters the bedroom, she sees her husband's towel lying on the bed, his underwear thrown about in their bathroom. She rolls her eyes, sighs and picks it up to put in the laundry bag.
Vasudha, age 28 – is an excellent dancer, writer, podcaster and a mandala artist. She is talented young woman, a go getter and wouldn’t bat an eyelid if she had to try anything new. She would go head on with it. Everyone knew Vasudha as this cheerful and pretty young lady.
Except when marriage changed everything she knew. Since she was always outdoors, whether for office or for travelling for her dance shows, Vasudha didn’t know how to cook well.
Going by her in-laws definition of cooking – she had to know how to cook any dishes they mentioned. Till then Vasudha didn’t know that learning to cook was similar to getting an educational qualification. As soon as she entered the household after her engagement, nobody was interested what she excelled at, everybody wanted to know – what dishes she knew how to cook.