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The power of the collective woman is strong - if a million Indian women come together, what can we not do?
What do you think
Your threats, shaming, and endless discrimination can do
I can speak, oh yes, and
My courage is infinitely greater than your underestimation.
Because I’m not alone, I’m strong,
I consist of the million women of this country,
I am a single breathing creature of these thousand voices.
Try drowning my dignity,
With all the raping, abuse, feticide, and the rest of that endless list and
I will fight back, equally strong,
In the moral way, I have substance-
I’ll rise higher every time you shove me down,
I am a being with every ounce of the capacity you think I lack.
I lack nothing and
I’m proud of what I am; don’t try making me ashamed because
You won’t succeed.
Shame on you! You’ve made people feel scared of
Our country with all
Your sexist crimes.
Lastly Darling, don’t forget that
I make this world whole every bit as you do;
I am your
Mother, sister, lover, stranger, and friend,
A person you can’t avoid knowing.
So here’s the treaty:
Let’s respect each other. Equally. In every respect.
Now, is that such a tough bargain?
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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.