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Donning the cap of a carefree lass, spreading the cheer, I followed my heart and listened to my younger-self, between the wife, mom, and me, I chose myself.
Donning the cap of a carefree lass, spreading the cheer, I followed my heart and listened to my younger self, between the wife, mom, and me, I chose myself.
It was a usual weekday when my husband left for work and kids were busy, enjoying their winter holidays. I had an off from work and after having breakfast and feeding the kids, I was enjoying my day lying on the couch overlooking the morning chores. All I wanted was a day off- from all the duties of a mother, wife, employee and boss. While I day-dreamed, I wrote a few lines that I think all moms would relate to.
As I lie on my couch today, resting my bums and back, I chose to laze around and take a break. Spending the whole day relaxing was on my mind, But what about the cluttered morning home? Well, I chose to turn blind!
A sink was brimming with dirty dishes, a bed had to be made, Pieces of jigsaw puzzles and dough mess were all over the place. Mind said “do the chores,” heart “looked out for the bed,” I chose not to listen to my mind and leisurely disobeyed.
Two pair of socks that I had bought for kids yest, Yet to be tried, were thrown carelessly in a corner. Dolls, books, and papers were scattered all over the nest, Still, I chose to snuggle in the quilt, staying warmer.
I reminded myself, our tummies are full and this is enough, You need some rest, why to make your life so tough. Take control of your life, learn to live the moment, For it’s only you who can decide – celebrate or lament.
Gift a day to yourself, chill in your couch, just do nothing, Or go out with peers, shop, party, dance, and sing. Dress up in your favourite outfit, bring on those red heels, Or treat yourself with a book and a warm cup of tea.
So, the fight was over and the verdict was clear, Donning the cap of a carefree lass, spreading the cheer, I followed my heart and listened to my younger self, Between the wife, mom, and me, I chose myself.
Do let me know if you liked the post and feel the same on a few days or most of the days like I do. I would love to read your views in the comments section.
A version of this was first published here.
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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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