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This poem describes what goes on in a woman's mind when she resolves to break the shackles and fly free.
She stepped out of the shadows, into the light
Tentative steps, guided only by will and might
Scared and nervous and yet with a steely resolve
She vowed to be strong, to adapt and to evolve.
They had shackled her, bound her in servitude
Till all she felt was pain, a perpetual lassitude
Until one day, her spirit kicked back, it fought
She rose, broke open the ties and she sought.
Today she stood on the threshold of a new life
But if only she could shed fear, fight her strife
The forbidden beckoned as liberty danced free
Her bolstered spirit stepped out, joined the melee
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Sonal is a multiple award winning blogger and writer and the founder of a women-centric manpower search firm - www.rianplacements.com.
Her first book, a volume of poetry - Islands in the stream - is slated read more...
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When someone accuses you of "too much feminism", what they are really saying is, "I am uncomfortable with you challenging the status quo and disrupting my privilege".
Time and again, there is one phrase that keeps coming up in the social media discourse on feminism. Any guesses?
Ah, no prizes for guessing the infamous “itni bhi feminist” or “too much feminism” phrase, a classic eye-roller for me, and I am sure for many more of my tribe, in the realm of gender equality discussions.
Pray tell me, how can an ideology, a movement be too ‘much’? It’s not salt or the seasoning of your soup where you can go, “Oops, too much salt, only one spoon was required”. Either you stand for what feminism stands for, or you don’t.
We often hear of relationships doomed by distances, of love wearing off when physical proximity ceases, and of growing apart. Most of my life I grew up witnessing the opposite of this. Thus, my belief in growing together whether distant or near stands tall.
When I think back today, I owe a lot of my value system to being a part of army life. This is the love of steel-hearted women who breathe life and passion into the soldiers of the armed forces.
A book by Swapnil Pandey, The Force Behind the Forces, is apt here. The love of these gritty women powers the men to confidently step out and face the most hostile situations. I feel privileged to share a personally witnessed account of this undying love and faith.
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